Chapter 85

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Nico was excited to see Daniella. He hadn't seen her in weeks.

He missed her.

They still fought but lately he noticed she would just stay quiet instead. He wanted to take her out. Luckily they didn't have anything planned that night.

The tour was going amazing. His record was doing great and so was everyone else's. Zayra was invited to so many places it was hard to catch up. She declined many invitations yet she still was out there, showing up for the fans.

But weeks later, Zayra was still in a funk. However true to Zayra's form, she was still a beast that wrote and played and rehearsed and performed.

Then she drank and she smoked and she cursed and she ate and she slept and he would bet his fucking life that she cried.

Not that she would in front of them. Unless it was a bit much.

He shook his head. He saw the signs again. She was spiraling, slowly Zayra was heading south.

He knew why, everyone knew why. It wasn't just the break up. It was almost her family's two year death anniversary.

He saw everyone trying to talk to her, watched how much alcohol she consumed, everyone kept close tabs on her.

Even Roman would ask him how she was doing.

He was concerned. Just like Daniella, they saw the tabloids. Reading about her partying.

They had five more weeks before the tour finished. He hoped and prayed Zayra got better before the end of the tour. But right now he had to focus on his girlfriend who felt as if she was being ignored.

He looked at the time and knew he had to leave soon. He wanted to show up early just in case. The last thing he needed was more heat from her.

He sighed.

Women.

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Zayra was smoking with Angie when she heard the door slam. She saw an angry Nico storm in. He grabbed the joint from Angie's hand and took a few long hits.

"What's up Nico?" Zayra eyed him wearily.

She hadn't seen him this upset in a very long time.

"What the fuck is wrong with you women?" he was agitated.

Angie snorted.

They heard Nico and Angie fighting the whole weekend. He had just returned from dropping her off at the airport.

"What happened?"

Zayra stood up to grab her shoes. They were performing in a couple of hours.

"She broke up with me Z." he shook his head, rubbed his bald head.

Zayra's heart tugged. She looked at Angie and moved her head for her to leave. She made deuces and patted Nico's back before heading out.

Nico waited a moment to tell her about their fight. He couldn't believe it. They fought yes and they didn't speak for days at times but this was the first time that Daniella had said it was over.

"She said she can't do this no more. That it's too much. Like if it's fucking easy for me."

"Nico you got to understand that you're out there, publicly, your movements/our movements are documented. The pressure is there. She see's the honey's and hears it on social media.

You guys are thousands of miles apart. I bet it's fucking frustrating for her to see that shit. Flip the script Nico, if she was the celebrity and you saw what you saw, you know what I'm saying...how would you feel?"

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