Chapter 9

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Trey's POV

I walked back to my room feeling worthless. The one girl that I thought was interested in me for being me hates me. I wanted to crawl in bed and sleep but went to shower first. I blasted music to crate a diversion from the pain of being unloved. I was out if the shower and in pajamas in only a few minutes. I laid in bed, falling asleep almost instantly.

*I roll over in bed, waking up to a pounding on my door. I walk over to the door and see Delilah through the peep hole. I wondered if I should open my door for her even after our fight. I opened the door and untangling her arms were around my neck and she kissed me, I stood in shock for a few seconds before kissing her back.

"I'm sorry!" she exclaimed only breaking the kiss for a few seconds.

"Its ok" I told her, happy everything was fine now.

"No you dont understand how wrong I was, because Trey, Trey, Trey, Trey" she became like a robot just shaking me and repeating my name*

Thats when I woke up with a start to see Delilah leaning over me.

"You need to get ready, we are leaving for the concert soon" she snapped at me, storming out of the room right after. It was horrible to realize that I had only dreamed of the perfect scene, why couldn't it have been real? I rolled out of bed and went to put on comfortable clothes, the stylist had my concert clothes at the arena already. I walked out of my room to see Delilah leaning on the wall between out rooms.

"Let's go" she said simply showing no emotion in her voice. I followed to the elevator without a word and then went to the car. I sat down in the passenger seat, the only sound was my beating heart from my confusion and nerves.

"I'm sorr-"

"Dont be, this just cant work right now" Delilah interrupted, leaving me speechless. I decided that I had to focus on the concert for the moment being. When we arrived at the arena I went to go get my makeup and wardrobe done with my stylist Makyla and my designer Emily. The two stage managers, Allison and Erin, ran around getting things ready for my performance.

"I need you for sound check" our sound manager Sydney called to me before I could get to Makyla or Emily, I was worried about time to look my best in stage. The electronic and hydraulic managers, Xavier and Amanda, sat on the stage side ready for me to test their work. Our test went by quickly and care free. Next was off to be visually prepared for the concert.

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Hope everyone enjoys this chapter, Im sorry its shorter than normal but I'm sick and coughing more then not. between blowing my nose, coughing, and shivering its hard to do anything. I will hopefully update tomorrow but it may only be once. Either way hope you liked the chapter! PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT!

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