Fame

Chapter 14

So idk if it showed up on some of yalls wattpad but only like part of chapter 13 uploaded. I went back and fixed it and if you read chapter 14 it wont make sense unless you read 13. So I hope its fixed now for you guys, and stay tuned. These next few chapters might be a bit intense. As always, love you guys! Xoxo

-Seth

Roxy wont return any of my texts or calls. I know she must be angry with me especially after what she said to that reporter.

"The famous Roxy is back on the horse with a new mystery man. He sure is one good looking man. But the question is, who is he?" The news reporter speaks as a picture of Roxy holding another mans hand pops up.

What the fuck..no!

I'm not going to lose her. Not to another man. Before I even think, I grab my stuff and get off the tour bus. I jump in a nearby taxi and slam the door shut. "Take me to the nearest airport, I need to get home. Fast." I'm not going to lose her. I can't lose her.

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-Dylan

Tonights my first date with Roxy. I can't hardly contain my excitement.

I open the door to my house and shrug off my jacket as I head to my room to get ready. I look at the mural full of pictures of Roxy. She will be mine. I'll make sure of it.

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-Roxy

I finish up applying the last of my make up and look myself over in the mirror. Im in a black, mid-thigh length, halter dress. I slip my feet into my heels and I'm finally ready.

The doorbell rings and I check the time. Dylan's early, I guess thats a good sign. I make my way downstairs and open the door, my smile immedietly slipping from my face.

"You look nice," Seth eyes me up and down. His hair is messy and he has bags under his eyes like he hasn't been sleeping, probably from being on tour. He's wearing jeans and a black shirt with his leather jacket.

I take a step back, eyeing him up and down. What the fuck.. "What the hell are you doing here, you're supposed to be on tour?" My eyes sting and I refuse to let the tears fall.

He moves around the door and closes it. "What the hell are you doing? I left and came as soon as I saw the picture of you holding hands with some fucker."

"What I'm doing doesn't concern you anymore."

"I have proof I didn't cheat on you. There's a camera on the bus, if you'd just let me-- " The doorbell rings again before he can finish his sentence.

"I don't have time for this.." He grabs my arm but I yank it away and open the door. Dylan leans against the frame holding flowers. Aw he got me flowers..

"Um.. hi," He hands me the flowers and looks over at Seth.

"Sorry about him, he was just leaving." I glare over at Seth. Take the hint fucker.

"But I just got here and I'd like to stay," he crosses his arms over his chest and glares back at me.

I go and set the flowers on the kitchen counter, then make my way back over. "Well I'm leaving. Do yourself a favor and get out of here before Jess gets home." I smile and his nostrils flare.

I move around him and close the door behind me and Dylan. "Ready?"

He smiles and takes my hand. "Thought you'd never ask."

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Dinner's going great. He's nice, polite and very sweet. Nothing like Seth.

"So what's it like being famous?"

"Well its interesting to say the least. You don't really get privacy, everyone has to be in your business all the time. But the thrill of being on stage and performing, is always worth it. There's nothing else like it." I smile as a memory of our first big performance plays in my mind.

"It sounds amazing. I'd try it of I didn't sound like a dying cat when I sing."

I giggle, "Well not everyone's a singer. Maybe acting would suit you better."

We finish up eating and he pays for dinner. "So, would you maybe like to go back to my place?"

I smile, "Sure."

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We get to his house and he opens the door. I look around, its pretty basic and simple. I peer into the bedroom when he's not looking. And thats when I see it. A whole mural of me all over the wall. Its very creepy, making my skin crawl. I pretend not to notice and look at him. "I have to make a quick call to my sister and let her know that I wont be coming home. She worries after everything we've been through."

I pull out my phone and call Jess. I have to get out of here. I press the call button and it goes to voicemail. Fuck. I start to leave a message but then Dylan speaks up.

"Your not going anywhere."

A scream escapes my mouth and then my mouth is covered by some cloth. The phone slips from my hand and everything goes black.

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-Seth

She didn't come home last night. I stayed the whole night waiting for her but she never came. My heart beats rapidly. 12:00.  I keep checking the time every 5 minutes. Where is she??

The front door opens and I jump to my feer expecting Roxy. But its Jess.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She drops her bag to the floor and makes her way to the kitchen, plugging up what I assume is her dead phone.

"Roxy never came home last night do you know where she is? Is she okay?" She has to be okay..

"She's probably getting laid. Not by you. So fuck off." She puts her phone to her ear and then her face goes white. "Oh my God.."

"What?? What's wrong?? Is she okay??" My heart hammers in my chest and I jump over the couch, running over to her.

"Call the police. NOW!" Her hands shake as she hangs up the phone.

"Why? What happened??"

"She called me and in the background I heard Dylan say 'your not going anywhere' then Roxy screamed and the sound of a thud and then the phone cut off!"

I freeze. I can't move. I can't think. My Roxy.. No! I have to find her.. She has to be okay..

Jess quickly dials the police and I watch, standing helpless. My Roxy..