Late af. This chapter is cray and its kinda boring so my dearest apologies. ;))
Katy's P.O.V.
I was laying on my bed for what seemed like days but in reality it was only a couple hours. I had just lost the one thing in this world that made me happy.
While I was laying there I couldn't help but think of what I did wrong, why he would want to break up with me. He didn't tell me when we talked. Maybe he found another girlfriend, or he just stopped loving me, who knows. That's just the beginning of my problems.
Johns P.O.V.
I paced around the room with my hands in my head thinking about my terrible mistake. How could I do that to Katy? What is wrong with me? Why am I so stupid?
All the sudden I heard a knock on my dressing room door.
"John, you go on in 20" the stage manager said. I looked at him and nodded my head. I honestly don't want to go on tonight and that's surprising for me to say because I absolutely love going on stage. All I wanted to do was call Katy again and listen to her voice for probably the last time, considering she'll never speak to me again. But of course I couldn't do that.
I sat down on the couch and looked at my guitar, when all the sudden my phone rang. I bolted up and went to see who it was. I looked at the name spread out across my screen and it made me smile. Katy. I had no idea it would actually be her but deep down I had hope.
"Hello" I said trying to be subtle.
"Uh John? Is this you?" She asked. I could hear the sadness in her voice and every couple seconds she would give out a little sniffle.
"Yes this is John" I didn't know how to react to her, if I should be happy, sad, worried, I just didn't know.
"Hey" she said quietly but in a kinda happy, high voice. I immediately knew she was crying so I moved my phone to my shoulder, knowing I just broke this woman's heart.
"Uh," I heard her say so I moved the phone back to my ear.
"Can I ask you a quick question?" She asked.
"Of course Katy" I said. I sat down, baring myself for the worst possible questions.
"Remember when I had that nightmare?" She asked. She immediately followed up her sentence with a deep breath.
"Yeah." I said. I remembered. I could tell she was having trouble to not cry and I felt really bad.
"Good. Now do you remember when I got off of the bed because I was-" she cut herself off for a second.
Katy P.O.V.
I couldn't contain my emotions that were threatening to flow out of me.
I attempted to talk again. I cleared my throat and began to talk.
"Sorry. Ok, so do you remember when you woke me up because I was having a nightmare?" I closed my eyes and waited for his answer.
"Yes." He said quietly. I felt bad for doing this but it had to be done sooner or later.
"So then you remember what happened next right?" I askd. I had a little feeling that he knew what I was getting at.
"Yes i do." He said. Every time he spoke he got quieter and quieter.
"So you must remember..." I paused for a couple seconds to breath. I have been holding my breath most of the time to avoid breaking down over the phone.
"So you must remember what you said to me?" I let the couple of tears fall out of my eyes that were forming. Then there was a pause from both of us.
"Katy-" he tried saying but I cut him off before he could say it.
"Can you just answer my question please?" I said, raising my voice a little. "I just want to know if you remember."
I heard him clear his throat.
"Yes I do.. I remember" he said. I could hear the little sniffles he was making and it was only making me feel worse.
"Yeah. The promise?" I couldn't stop talking. I felt like I needed to make him feel as worse as possible.
"Yeah." He said. Right after that I heard a faded knock, and some mumbles.
"Katy, I have to go. I'm sorry." Was all he said then he hung up.
I threw my phone on my bed. I was hoping he would apologize and ask for me back, but obviously he moved on.
I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I got stuck in my thoughts for the second time. I can't stop thinking about it. I tried to erase the whole memory from my mind, but ever since John.. "Did it", they keep coming back to me. Its really starting to hurt.
My baby..
