Photograph #9//Lil Peep || Rewriting

#41

I sat in the room waiting for him to wake up- when I felt his phone vibrated. I lifted it up my face and read the contact:

Cassie

I went out the room to answer it, "Hello?"

"Rachel?"

"No this is Olivia"

Her side of the line went silent for a second there, "Oh can you please get Bex on the phone?"

I opened the door to Peep's room, "Bex, Cassie wants to speak to you"

He got up and came out, I gave him the phone and went back to my seat. His brother started to ask about who I was, explaining that I'm the photographer. He furrowed his brows, "Your the Pigeon?"

I laugh, "Yeah"

"When Peep gives you a nickname, that says a lot about how much you mean to him"

He shook my hand, "Im Oskar, his brother"

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After a few more minutes his brother and mom left to eat, while Bex sat beside me booking a flight for Cassie.

The nurse stood at Peep's IV, jotting down his stuff- "His immune system is back to normal and no longer needs the IV, so I'll be disconnecting it now"

She did as she said, and left the room with the equipment.

"Yes, Cassie- for the last time- your flight has been booked for tomorrow morning- not I can't get a sooner flight---- first class? No your ass will be in coach, yeah bye"

After getting off the phone he hand it back, "Damn, I don't know how Peep can put up with that"

I didn't want to comment.

"You know..... I'm sorry for what I said on Instagram"

I nodded my head, "It's fine-"

"I do like your Cobain picture though"

We exchange a smile and waited for Peep.

"So how did you met Peep?" I ask.

"Met him at 0 subs on SoundCloud, had a smoke sesh together, it was a chill night- made a few tracks that night, you know-Just fucking around with a few beats- wrote some lyrics- we were like 19"

I nodded my head taking in that information.

"I wish he could slow down, but don't tell him I said that- every time we talk about it- we get into a hella argument- i mean I'm no perfect but that's my bro, my soulmate, I can't just let him fuck with that shit too much, you know- it's fucked up that we're here- sitting through this"

"Does the people know about it?" I ask, "I mean does social media know?"

He shakes his head no, "This happened four times within the last year- we just make the hospital aware of Peep's condition when we hit a new city, try to keep all this private- for his fans- he fights his demons behind closed doors and writes about it"