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PARANOIA

July 2015
MARILYN

I hate the fact that I had to cancel the first 3 of my concerts. I hate the fact that I have to be on vocal rest. I hate the fact that I'm smoking again, I hate the fact I'm always high on medication. I hate the fact that I barely want to live anymore. But this is life and I refuse to give up.

I snapped out of my daydream as I heard my name being chanted louder and louder. I stepped from behind the curtain and I smiled before singing the intro to my song. As the concert went on I felt more comfortable. Halfway through the seventh song or so, I felt a bit off, I felt like someone was watching me with bad intentions, I know everyone at this concert was watching me because I'm performing, but damn. I looked up and saw a thin white lady, who didn't really blend in, she didn't seem like she would like my music at all, she had on a black peacoat which also is fucking weird considering there's nothing but body heat in this small ass club, it's literally like 80 degrees in this motherfucker, I took my eyes off of her to glance at my Dj, by the time I looked back, she was gone.

After the concert I had to keep shaking off the crazy images of the lady I saw, she did seem or look hella familiar. Her hair was the most blonde I've seen in a while, she had a very mysterious look on her face, and she was hella tall... It didn't seem as if anyone noticed her, maybe she was just a figment of my wild imagination. My phone rang and for what seemed to be the fifth time just in these past few hours I was snapped out of another daydream. I didn't bother looking at the caller id,

"Hello?' I spoke a little more rude than I had intended to,

"What you doing?" Jonathan's raspy voice spoke,

"Nothing just finished a concert, what are you doing?" I asked

"I just landed in Cincinnati last night, I'm here visiting my cousin you still out there?"

"Yup, you trying to link up?"

"Yeah, you free tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, just give me a time and a place" after a moment he spoke,

"9 o'clock sharp, I'll pick you up, just text me your hotel address"

"Okay, I'll see you in the morning," I spoke quietly,

"See you" I smiled and as we finished our conversation.

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I woke up at 7 in the morning, I got up after 20 minutes of questioning the meaning of life, god damn it was too early. I brushed my teeth and put moisturizer on my face. I walked out of the bathroom and dried off, I put lotion on and began getting dressed. I put on an olive green t-shirt and some black and white joggers, I grabbed my cell phone off the charger before plopping down on the bed, I opened my phone and went on the Instagram app, I looked through me explore page for a while until a knock on my door.

"Who?" I asked halfway towards the door,

"Jon," my face grew into a smile and I opened the door, I was engulfed in a hug, I haven't seen him in a month, I missed him so very much.

"Let me go get my purse and we'll leave, okay?" He nodded, I quickly ran to get my purse, I came back and we headed out.

We drove for what seemed to be 20 minutes, we sang most of the way, Jon singing Michael Jackson horribly and me just watching him, he took it so seriously and it was amazing to watch.