Internet Famous // S.M.

39

Shawn's POV

I woke up as the plane begun to land, dried tears on my checks and my face smashed against the window.

I realized why we were on the way back to Chicago, and I hoped it would all just be a bad dream.

However, when I looked at Andrew a few rows behind me and he looked back like he was worried for me, I knew it wasn't.

I checked my phone to see if anything was going on, or if anyone knew about Rosemary.

Sure enough, everyone knew.

@mendeslover456: guys Rosemary was apparently checked into a hospital and Shawn got a flight to Chicago .. I hope everything is alright 😣

@benitogetherweeatmuffins: IF ANY OF YOU SEE SHAWN AT THE AIRPORT DO! NOT! GO! UP! TO! HIM!!! LET HIM HAVE HIS SPACE RN.

@roseupdatesdaily: Rosemary was checked into a hospital nearby her house yesterday, from what we have seen she is in critical condition.

A tear began to roll down my check again. I wanted to yell and scream and punch a wall, but I was confined in this tiny airplane seat.

She was in a bad condition because of me. If I hadn't believed Cecilia, then she wouldn't have overdosed. I was probably the only thing she had left, and I let her down. How could I be so stupid?

All the emotions built up and I began to shake uncontrollably. The lady sitting next to me probably thought I was psycho, but I couldn't give two fucks.

I felt like I was going to be sick. All that shit she put up with Jeffery, and I as the one to break her. When she wakes up will she even forgive me?

The plane sped up as we drifted closer to the ground. Closer to Rose. Closer to finding out what happened.

My heart raced at we got off the flight. As soon as Andrew had caught up with me in the lobby I walked as quickly as I could to get our luggage.

It was only us two, since this was a last minute trip we didn't want to spend too much of the tour budget on tickets to Chicago.

As I fled through the airport, I saw multiple fans lined up, waiting. I felt so bad that I wasn't stopping, but I couldn't stand another minute away from Rose. Who knows how long they've been waiting there, and I'm letting them all down.

On the other hand, they would all ask about Rose and my temper is so short at the moment that I might lash out and punch one of them in the face. I also looked awful, and you could tell I had been crying. If I took pictures everyone would be concerned for me and I don't want them to worry.

My fans are the best, so I just hope that they can understand why I put my hood up, sun glasses on, and gave them nothing but a wave.

The fall air was chilly on my wet checks as I walked outside.

"The car should be here soon," Andrew informed me.

I nodded at him and slipped my hands into my pockets.

I rocked back and forth on my heals, my stomach churned and I flipped information over and over in my brain.

This was all too much, I felt like I was going to explode.

How is she doing? What is the condition of her coma? Will she survive?

Stop thinking like that I told myself. All that is going to do is give me more stress than I already had.

Rose is strong, she has gone through so much more than this. She will preserve.

She will.

The car finally arrived after what felt like an eternity and we got in. The driver took my guitar and luggage and put it in the trunk while Andrew and I got in the car.

We sped off, a mobile of mixed emotions and anxiety.

Rose will be ok.

She will.

A/N: sooo this was going to be the last chapter, but then it was number 39 and it would bother me for ever if I ended it on an odd number. So, here is an extra filler chapter before the last one!

Also I apologize for being seriously MIA lately, school just started and Ive been crazy. Busy with AP history work.

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8/10/17  8:57pm