(cancelled) Born To Be Somebody

Party Time

A/N: In this part some of the story is from Jessica's POV which there also will be in the next chapters. Sorry for the wait and thanks for reading! Please leave a comment so I can hear what you guys think.

Millie hesitates for a second, her hand just above the doorknob. Her head is spinning from all the possible things her surprise could be. She shakes her head to clear it, smiles to Jessica and opens the door.

Before Millie even realises that the door has swung open, she is greeted by a big crowd screaming, "surprise, welcome home". Her smile grows. She can't believe that there are this many people here just to welcome her home. She feels appreciated and loved for once 'cause even if they mostly came to party they still showed up and that's what matters to her at the moment. She needs as much positive thinking as she can manage in order to move on from her hospitalisation without setbacks.

Jessica's POV:

Millie looks so happy. The party was definitely a good idea and a way to raise her mood. I've seen how hard it has been for her and how much she's struggled but I have never known what to do about it. I've tried being there for her and making her talk to me but she always keeps a part of her from me. There are so many things she doesn't want me to know. She wants to solve this herself and I don't think she can. I'm afraid she will get even sicker and at some point she won't be able to fight the voices. I am reminded of that awful day.

Seeing her lying on the toilet with blood running down her arms was a big shock. She looked so pale and lifeless. I checked her pulse and it was weak. Then I started screaming and I don't remember what happened after. Next thing we were in an ambulance driving towards the hospital. I thought I would faint 'cause I had no idea what to do or say. I didn't know she was so sick. I thought the voices were gone. Why didn't she tell me? I would have helped her. I blamed myself all the way to the hospital for not thinking of the possibility that the voices could be back. I was so caught up in boys and having fun that I didn't figure that my best friend needed me but was too scared or embarrassed to say anything. From that moment I knew that I'm gonna watch over her every second of every day until she has recovered.

Back in the present I see Millie chatting and laughing. I walk over to her and hug her tightly.

Peter joins us and Millie's smile change into a truly happy one. Just looking at him makes her happy. I hope they'll go out on a date sometime. It will be good for her to spend time with him. It might help her see what an amazing person she really is.

Millie's POV:

He really is standing there, right next to me. My heart starts beating faster and my hands are sweaty. He is so good looking and I just wanna stare into his beautiful eyes. But I can't. There are other people here and a party is going on. I must focus on having a good time.

The dance floor is not very crowded so I decide to go out there and let loose. I need it so badly. It makes me happy and it's something I'm good at. At least that's what I heard and I've decided to start believing the good things people say about me. It might help me and I really wanna recover soon. I wanna be ready for love once I find it but as long as I hear voices I'm not ready. How could I ever tell anyone about my secret? It was hard enough when I told Jess and she's my best friend who knows everything about me. But then I did lie to her about it later when I said the voices were gone.

I surrender myself to the music and moves to the beat. It streams through my veins and ignites my blood like fire. I enjoy the feeling of fire in my veins as it curses through me. It's a liberating feeling and it makes me wanna dance for the rest of my life.

In my state of euphoria I see Jess and I want her to join me so I wave wildly. She understands me and immediately she's at my side, joining me in a dance of joy. We twist, turn, jump and make lots of crazy dance moves. Some more successful than others but we don't care about that. We only care about having a good time and we sure do have just that.

After a while, perhaps half an hour, we agree that it's time for a break. We head toward the bar and decide to be really girly so we make ourselves some cosmos and head upstairs to sit somewhere quiet to talk for a bit.