Internet Famous // S.M.

7

The next morning, again the first thing I did was check if shawn had got back to me, and sure enough he had messaged me twice.

@shawnmendes: next week is good with me! I feel you, parents can suck sometimes but they mean the best ;)
@shawnmendes: do you have an iMessage? It would be a lot easier than this lol.

@rosemarygrace: yes it is rose.grace@icloud.com :)

I always got so nervous just simply texting him. Lord only knows how I would feel when I actually meet him.

I got out of bed. After I had a complete melt down last night, I came home and went straight to bed.

I didn't even care what I wore. I put on a really old t-shirt I haven't seen in a long time and put my hair in a ponytail.
I went downstairs and grabbed a banana. I didn't eat dinner last night, and my stomach was rumbling.

"I'm leaving, love you all!" I shouted, walking out the door.
••••
"So you are flying out when school ends to record with shawn?" Cecilia asked, and then took a bit of the chips she was eating.
"Mhm," I replied, not able to speak because my mouth was full.
"You are truly living the dream, sister! I'm so happy for you," she smiled.
"Thanks, Cece," I smiled back.
Lunch was almost over, so I grabbed her trash and my trash and threw it away.
"Promise me you won't forget me when you become famous?" She giggled.
"I promise," I smiled back.
••••
"Jeffery?" I yelled out timidly, scared of an answer.
"In the living room!" He yelled back.
I could tell he was playing video games because of the shooting noises.
"Thanks for taking care of me yesterday," he said as I sat down.
"Oh yeah it... it was nothing," I said shyly. "Hey, I actually I need to talk to you about something," I added.
"What?" He said, like talking to me was a bother.
"Well um, do you know the song stitches?" I asked, not knowing how to start the conversation.
"Yes. I hate it."
"Well the guy who sings that song asked me to fly down to Canada and record music with him," I said, my body tensing up with fear.
He stopped his game and looked at me. Before I could try and reason, he slapped me across the check.
"Are you kidding me?" He exclaimed.
"Well, um no but this will be my big break and-"
"How long will you be gone?" He demanded.
"About a week,"
"You expect me to just let you run off with some pop singer for a week?"
"It would be just to record music I promise,"
"I can't believe you right now," he shoved me away and got up to the fridge and grabbed a beer.
"Can't you see this is a once in a life time opportunity?" I tried to reason with him, but I knew it was pointless.
"I can see that you are trying to cheat on me!" He said with an aggressive tone.
"You cheat on me all the time!" I yelled back, taking myself by surprise. Stop Rose, what are you doing?
"I'm aloud to cheat on you, I'm the man!"
"What does your gender have to do with anything?" No Rose, this won't end up good for you.
"It has to do with the fact that you are a stupid little girl who doesn't know anything!"
"I want to break up," I said quietly, but confidently.
He looked at me disgusted and then punched me straight in the nose. The impact of the hit made me dazed for a few seconds. It felt like I was going to pass out, and my eyes started to water.
"You aren't leaving anytime soon," he told me, putting emphasis on "anytime."
"Go away," he demanded. He didn't have to tell me twice and I bolted out the door, hot tears streaming down my face.
As I walked down the street I felt a trickle of blood on my lip.
"Shit," I whispered to myself. I put my sleeve up to my nose and tried to hurry home, but my nose was bleeding bad.

When I did get to my house, I ran straight upstairs so that my parents couldn't see me.
I looked in the mirror and I looked like a hot mess. There was blood smeared all over my mouth and nose, and there was a bright red hand mark on my cheek, underneath the dried up tears.
To top it all off, my ponytail was barely a ponytail anymore and it looked like I had a huge mat on my head. I looked at myself and sighed.
This does not look like a girl who is going to record with shawn mendes in a few days.