August 28th. Atlanta, Georgia
Melanie's POV
I rested my head on Jacklyn's lap.
This is what I usually did when I was in a sucky mood.
"Listen Mel, I'm sorry you keep ending up in these situations but why are you so hung up on this guy? It was only the first date." Jacklyn said, running her fingers through my hair.
"Because I have to see his stupid face for the next 2 months."
My nose was really runny and I could barely breathe.
"Could you please turn on some cartoons to calm me down"
Jacklyn nodded and gently sat me up.
She turned on the tv that sat in the corner of my dressing room.
Betty Boop started to play and my anxiety began to fade.
There was a knock on the door.
My head started pounding.
Jacklyn answered the door and I could see a little bit of blue hair peaking out.
It was Josh.
I rolled over and pretended to be asleep.
I could here him begging to see me.
"Could you please at least tell her to come meet me at my tour bus later"
I could feel myself shaking out of fear.
He reminded me of this guy I dated when I was 16.
He didn't love me.
He just used me.
He got me hooked on all kinds of drugs.
Heroin was the worst.
It practically ate me alive.
I didn't need another junkie coming into my life and ruining it.
Jacklyn slammed the door shut and walked over to where I was laying "Wrong door"
I smiled slightly.
She always tried to make me feel better with stupid jokes.
* * * * *
August 29th
My eyes were still swollen from crying the night before.
I wasn't in the mood for performing but I told myself I wouldn't cancel any shows this early in the tour.
After rehearsal I sat on the edge of the stage. I know this isn't the best way of avoiding Josh but My dressing room reeked of vomit.
"Melanie" a soft yet manly voice called from behind me.
It was Tyler. The lead singer to Josh's little two man band.
"What" I replied back. He seemed worried.
"You really need to forgive Josh" his voice began to shake. "He's been taking a lot lately. I'm afraid he's going to overdose."
"Where the hell is he" I sighed and my eyes began to water. I felt like I was going to vomit. I didn't know that I had hurt him so much. I hated myself for doing this to him.
* * * * *
Josh lied down on the bus floor. I quickly ran to his side and gently ran my thumb over the scabs on his arm from injecting.
"He's been here all morning" Tyler attempted at sitting Josh up but failed. Josh was completely paralyzed.
I pressed my ear against Josh's chest. Trying to find a heartbeat.
I couldn't find one.
My chest felt heavy and I couldn't breathe.
His skin had a blue tint.
"Tyler, we need to take him to the hospital right now!" I squeaked. I felt like I was being choked to death.
The bus driver stepped into the bus and Tyler quickly addressed the issue to him.
I held Josh tightly against my chest. My tears trailed down my cheeks and fell onto Josh's forehead. I rubbed my thumb across his forehead, wiping away the tears.
I kissed his cheek, rocking him back and forth "please don't leave me my sweet sweet blue boy" I whispered.
This isn't what I wanted.
