Ch. 18

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~Patrick's POV~
It's been a week sense Bee had that friend backstage and sense then she hasn't been herself. I don't know what to do but I want to help her, she seems to isolate herself a lot more and it's starting to worry me. "Pete can't we talk?" "Of course, Tricky what's up?" "I'm worried about Bee she seems off," I state climbing into his lap. "I'm sure it's just hard for her to adjust to life on tour, just give her time ok?" "Ok I guess Petey, thanks for the help," I smile kissing his cheek.

~Annabelle's POV~
Sense Peter left a week ago I've been down we were always each other's rocks. Now I can't see her everyday and it's hard, I want out and I think I will. I pick up the pills I'm planning to use and lock the door to Patrick's dressing room. He was out for the moment so I would have to be quick, I look over my note one last time and set it down by my phone. Right then my phone dinged with a notification from a new app I had found yesterday, it was like an online chat room. Sighing I pick up the phone and look it's a little hello from another user, whats the worst that could happen? I quickly type out hello and wait for the response, about a minute later she replies as well as someone else. It can't hurt to just talk right? Nope it can't so answer the stupid phone. And that's exactly what I did.

-time skip-
It had been an hour sense I joined this chat and I already couldn't stop laughing. Patrick had come in for a little to grab his fedora, but then soon left. I had found out the names of the girls I was talking to and at the moment was questioning why I even thought I should end it all. These girls made me smile when I couldn't see Peter. Maybe I should stick it out for a little longer, it can't hurt right?

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