Rumours Ruin Reputations (All Time Low FanFiction | Jack Barakat)

With All These Rumours I Go Down

Everybody knew. It was all over the magazines, written about on every website, shown on countless of TV channels, discussed on YouTube gossip channels, but worst of all, talked about wherever I went. Somehow they found out; somehow the secret was no longer ours to tell. We had been wanting to do this without anybody intervening, and then we would make it public. But that couldn't happen anymore. Everybody knew the divorce was happening, and we couldn't hide it. This was it.

Our names were all over the headlines: Stevie and Travis Knight file Divorce! Scandal or Thought out? / Caught Cheating? Who's to blame? / Travis and Stevie Spilt! Storming Out. People just didn't understand to concept of privacy. You would expect me to get used to all the attention and paparazzi that always follow me, but I never did. Nobody could ever get used to that. People freak out as soon as they think the government is spying on them, yet they continue to look for the latest gossips, those fucking hypocrites.

Travis and I met on the set for the first big movie we both starred in. It was one of those typical high school romance movies. We were both 19 and so naive. Everything went too fast and before I knew it there was a big diamond ring on my left ring finger. I wish I could deny it, but we were deeply and madly in love. The small wedding happened and I couldn't be happier. But that's when the pressure started happening. The question about when we would be having kids immediately was asked wherever we went. Tabloids couldn't stop freaking out about the cute couple that became reality. We managed to ignore it all for such a long time, but we grew up as well. Things weren't going as well with our relationship anymore about half way through. It was the worst rough patch we ever went through. We were still married, but Travis would sleep with other girls. That was our agreement, however. After that we managed to fix it, but it didn't last long. We just weren't in love anymore. And that's when we decided to get a divorce.

It all started three months prior. We lived apart, I got my own new house since I had been wanting to move for quite some time already, and we met the separation requirements. It wasn't that difficult living far away from my husband, he wasn't there most of the time already, so I just got to enjoy a new environment while doing what was needed. Everything was going well, and our divorce was in action. And then this happened. This was the last thing I needed while trying to finalize the entire thing!

I was sitting at the wooden bar I had in my modern black kitchen, my laptop open on my social media, freaking the fuck out about what was happening. Never had I ever been in a situation like this before. Rumours never had been that big and widespread about me. I had my fair share of things being said that weren't true, but those things blew over or things would get fixed quickly. But this was a whole new level. It was even bigger than Beyonce suddenly bringing out an unexpected album! There were even quotes of things I apparently said, but obviously never did. I never mentioned the divorce between Travis and I, how the fuck would they find things of me talking about it?

This was all so stressful and I felt like I could burst out into tears at any moment. Luckily, I had my manager and best friend, Judy, here with me through everything. She was only a couple years older than me, 29 to be exact, so I immediately hit it off with her when she became my manager three years ago. We went through everything together. She was there when Travis first suggested we took a break, and at first I didn't take it that well, but she helped me realise it was for the best. And I was there for her whenever she needed my help. It was difficult making new friends when you are surrounded by paparazzi and bodyguards all the time, but at least I had one good friend.