R.I.P 2 Jesse Rutherford

Nothing

I was naive and hopeful and lost
Now I'm aware and driving my thoughts

Chelsea sat on the grass of a town's small park-- Newbury Park--where Jesse and his gang use to hang out. She had wondered if they be here, but to see it was presumably full of skaters and not a sight of the band. She had aimlessly been trying to track them down, yet it seemed useless.

You would of thought she known where they be going right now, but it seemed her days of being a tracker of them slowly warned out. Exhausted and hopeless she got up from the ground in search of an ice cream shop or truck. The summer sun of L.A. had drained her dry as she slowly walk toward the shop near by in hopes of them having ice cream.

She read the sign of the place remembering that is was the band's favorite pizza place, Toppers Pizza Place. How could she have forgotten about this?? She seemed kinda relived to know they might be in here. The door of the pizza shop open before she walked in. To her surprise they weren't in there. She sat at the bar and asked for a ice lemonade instead of ice cream.

It irritated her to know that she couldn't figure out where there were. Then it had clicked to her as the glass hit the table. The idea of going to the media seemed to come to mind as she grabbed her phone out of her pocket. Typing on Twitter, instagram, and snapchat Chelsea finally got answers to which she seemed concerned about because many said that they were headed to their next concert up north. She knew this was their last concert because it was their home town, yet could they have possibly just had one more concert to go to.

This upset her more than she already was and now she seemed to want to forget this day also happened. It was like she wasn't meant to be remembered by them and the thought of them forgetting irked her. She didn't know why it annoyed her so much, but it possibly had to do with the others, screaming girls that were called fans. All she wanted to do now was finish her drink and head home where she didn't have to put her life out for a band.

Maybe tomorrow will be better she thought as if tomorrow the guys will appear in front of her and tell her that she's an amazing fan more amazing than any other.

Tomorrow??Tomorrow would be the same as yesterday and the day before that. Chelsea knew she couldn't just wait or track them down. It was time for her to move on and so she did. She sat back in her home doing nothing, but watch movies. She did nothing at all.

Soooo happy about the new album The NBHD put out!!!! They never seem to disappoint me. The whole album sounds unique like every album they put out...