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September 4th.
Boston, Massachusetts.

Debby's POV

I knocked on Melanie's tour bus door. wiping my eyes to make sure there wasn't anymore tears left over from my little melt down.

I hated that I still loved Josh. I belonged to him. I didn't want to belong to him, but I was. I was trapped.

Melanie slowly opened the door "Debby" she gave me a faint smile and welcomed me in.

"Coffee?" she motioned an empty mug towards me. I wasn't really in the mood for coffee. And the coffee burns on my legs weren't making me feel any better.

I shook my head and sat down "I'm sorry if I came at the wrong time, it's really early, we don't have to talk about this" my anxiety was taking over. I should have kept my mouth shut. I didn't really have anything to say. I was hoping that it would just scare her and she wouldn't want Josh anymore. I hated how easy it was for Josh to make people fall for him.

"Debby's I get that it might be hard to talk about this but please tell me... for my sake" she said giving me a faint smile. I sighed, looking down at the ground. "One night, we had gotten high and we were messing around with my guns. I thought he was going to shoot me but luckily the gun wasn't loaded." I immediately felt guilty for lying to her.

"Holy shit" she began cry and comfort me by giving me a tight hug. For a girl who has a sailors mouth she was incredibly sensitive.

I rolled my eyes "Melanie you shouldn't be crying over him" I patted her back slightly. "But I am" her voice was muffled because her face was buried into my shoulder.

"Listen Melanie, I suggest that you just stop talking to him. He'll get over it and so will you"

Her crying slowly began to stop and she sat up. Her eyes still swollen from crying.

She pulled a packet of cigarettes and a lighter out of her pocket. Placing the cigarette in between her lips. Her hands were shaking so much she could barely light her cigarette.

"I think I'm gonna go"

She said nothing.

"Are you going to be okay?"

She nodded. Wiping away her black tears.

I usually didn't care for people when they cry. But it really hurt me knowing that I had lied to her and made her cry. All she did was fall in love.

No one should be punished for falling in love.

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Melanie's POV
September 9th. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

I hid inside of the tour bus the entire drive to Philadelphia. Trying my best to avoid Josh.

I'm supposed to be practicing for the concert tonight but I was hoping everyone would take the hint that I wanted to cancel the show.

I stood up, nearly falling to the floor. My migraine wasn't making my situation any better. I turned off the bus lights so that no one would come in here to look for me. An aggressive knock came from the door. I opened the door, peaking my head out to make sure it wasn't Josh. Jacklyn stood there arms crossed "where the hell have you been?" She tensed up. "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well." I didn't want to tell her about what Debby had told me. I've been debating on whether or not I would bring it up to Josh.

"We've been looking for you all day! And you were just here taking a nap!" Her yelling made me feel even worse. I sat on the couch, resting my head in the palm of my hands "there's no need to yell."

"I know love, I know. But everyone is here for you and depending on you. You have a lot of responsibilitys, Melanie."

She didn't know. Not only did I have to deal with touring and all of the chaos of preparing for every single show, I also had to deal with the thought of falling in love with another drug addict.

"Cancel the show."

"What?" Jacklyn said turning bright red "we've already cancelled to many shows"

"I don't care! It's my decision. I can cancel the show if I want." Of course I felt bad for canceling but I just can't deal with all this drama right now and preform.

"Fine. You're acting like a big baby. Might as well cancel the entire tour." Jacklyn said, leaving the bus.

Josh has ruined this tour for me so much. First the overdose and now this. He couldn't stop doing drugs for me or his fans or for the people who love him. If he can't take this seriously then I guess I might just have to kick him off of my tour.

I can't let another drug addict ruin my life again.

(I'm so sorry this is so short, but I just wanted to get this part done because it's been nearly a month! I feel super duper bad for taking forever but I've been on a huge writers block. I'm going to publish another story soon! So that something to look forward to 💜 -Q)

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