Adopted by Magcon

Part 32

As we all walk off stage I can hear the screams fade and a peep in my ears. Today was fun, really fun, but I am exhausted.

I make my way to the bathroom and walk inside before looking at myself in the mirror. I try to stay positive but it just won't work. Everytime I see myself, wether it's in a picture or in a mirror, I just don't feel happy and I seriously want that to change. I really wish I was one of those confident, skinny, blonde girls with pretty eyes and beautiful smiles. But I quess I'll have to stick with what's left of me.

My head slowly moves down and my eyes are focussed on my arm. Scars and probably healing wounds. I pull up my sleeve and can't help but sigh. This is what I am, hurt but healing.

I walk out of the bathroom and walk back to the dressingroom where the boys are hanging out. I sit down on one of the couches and grab my phone. While I go onto twitter I listen to the boys who are talking about the show, it's not really interesting tho. As my timeline pops up I make a new tweet: 'hanging with the boys'.
After I posted the tweet I immediately log out, knowing that there'll be a lot of hate that I don't want to read.

The boys are still talking about the show. It was kind of fun, like, it wasn't terrible. The fans were very enthusiast and loud.

Today was so much fun and I'm glad I went on the stage. It made me realise things that look scary at first can actually be really fun. As I'm thinking about the show Shawn sits next to me. I look up at him and smile. "Hey Shawn." I say while giving him a smile.

"Hey Noah, I just wanted to say that you are an amazing singer and you really should do something with it."

That made my heart skip a beat. Shawn is so sweet and comforting it makes me happy. I think I really have feelings for this boy and I hope he feels the same way. "Thank you." I say, giving him an answer to what he just said to me. When I'm about to start a conversation with him Cameron walks up to us to say that we're going back home. I am so glad that we didn't have to get on a plane and stay in a hotel room, I mean, I love traveling but not that much.

We all stand up and walk out of the dressing room, ready to leave the venue. As we walk down the long, dark hallway I grab Shawn his hand. We interlock our fingers and finally walk out of the venue. There are still a few fans outside, maybe five or six so we gladly take pictures with them befor estepping into the van. Finally we're on our way home, I am exhausted and I can't wait until I can just lay in my bed while watching netflix.

When we're on the highway Aaron starts tickling me. I can't really laugh about it right now, because I am extremely tired. He doesn't stop when I push his hands away and I start to get annoyed by him.
"Just stop being so fucking annoying." I say to him while pushing his hands away, for the second time. He frowns and looks away with a pissed off expression on his face.
"Bitch." He mumbles under his breath and I start laughing. "Just shut up!" I yell at him while giving him a push.
He pushes me back and looks at me with disgust.

"I better be quiet before you're going to cry."

I look up at him and stare, trying to control my anger. "You're so fucking stupid!" I scream at my highest and start hitting him.
He pushes me away hard and I accidentally bumb into Cameron, because the van isn't that big.

Cameron switches seats with me and looks disappointed at me. I immediately feel guilty for disappointing someone again.
"Noah, give me your phone." Cameron says when the van finally comes to a stop.

What the hell? He has not reason to take my phone from me. This literally makes no sense. Does he not have a freaking brain? I didn't do anything wrong. I'm tired and people should think about that before doing stupid things like tickling me.

"No, why would you take it?" I say while stepping out of the van that is in our driveway. He lets out a sigh and opens the front door so I can get inside.
I go straight to my room, not even bothering to hive him my phone.

It feels good to be home again, my own, safe room where I can be alone.
Cameron was being so unfair. Aaron was the one who started it but he's only punishing me because I'm "his" child.

I change into my pajamas and put on a pair of fluffy socks. Just as I finish making a ponytail there's a knock on my door. "Noah?" I hear Camerons voice on the other side of the door.

"Come in."

He walkes in and sits down next to me, on my bed. "Noah, I understand that you find it unfair, but you're only 14 and Aaron is an adult. He was just joking around and you shouldn't have pushed him in the van. That's why I'm taking your phone, not to be a dick, but to raise you up right."

Sadly, I know that it's true, so I don't have anything left to say. I hand him my phone and let out a sigh. I'm glad he isn't mad at me, I don't want to fight with Cameron. He does everything for me and I should appreciate it more.

"Thank you Noah, this was very good of you. You'll get your phone back in the morning." He says.

I give him a nod and thank him before he waks out of my room.

"Good night!"