Leaving you (Book Three)

Leaving you (Ch;5)

It's been a month.. yes a month. A month of practicing, working hard. Sweating, hurting. Muscles cramping and aching. She felt like she worked herself too hard this month, and maybe she did. She couldn't remember a time when she did something fun this month.

All she did was stay in the dance room, with Ryan half the time. He told her she didn't need to push herself like this, but honestly she needed too. She wasn't ready too go try out for the big league and have her world turned upside down.

Sure, she was famous but she couldn't remember that. If she did, she wouldn't want too. She wanted new things, a new life. It seemed like she said the same thing over and over again but it was truth. She didn't want to be afraid of anything.

In the end, she was just a young woman who has had a rough life. A month, that she didn't talk to Val, a month  that she learned what missing someone was. A month, a fucking month  that didn't make her feel anything.

She thought this was a new start and she could push through this but sadly she couldn't. Ryan was looking at her worry clear in his eyes. "Are you okay?" He says after a minuet.. how could she reply ? say yes..

"Yeah" she says softly, turning around to put on her shoes. "Are you sure.. I mean.-" "I'm fine, don't worry" she snaps not really in the mood to tell Ryan how she feels. Hell he has been skipping dance practice to hang out with that girl they met at the mall.

"Okay.. I'm just worried this is a big-" Then she lost it "It's a big deal right? then how about you fucking come everyday and work your ass off then come and talk to me. No, better yet stop fucking around with some girl and do what you got to do. Because if it's time to preform and your not there..." she says looking at him grimly "I'm still going, and you'll just be fucked".

He looks taken back and quickly recovers, she turns back around not glancing at him more time. "Your right, and I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't be playing around, and I see your side of things. Once again.. I'm sorry"

"Maybe I'm stressed, maybe I have to much things to do and not much time to do it. Maybe just maybe I need a new dance partner who will actually make it on time and care about the future". She stands up and walks out of the bulding.

He follows though, walking the same direction as her with a frown on his face. "You don't need a new dance partner, and I apologize for being late okay?" He says right as she opens her car door to get in. "Okay".

"That's it.. your just going to say okay and leave?" she looks at him for a minuet, studying him. "Quite frankly Ryan, I have nothing more to say" and she gets in her car and drives off. No, she didn't feel good about being an asshole to Ryan.

But, he didn't need to act like he had been working his ass off when he hasn't. I mean come on he just admitted it.. so why would he even try? He was so full of himself and finally let his true self show, she knew things would turn out like this and she wasn't surprised.

Not one bit, because everything had a true color. Maybe you saw the sky in a deep blue, while other people saw it a darkish grey. Maybe the tree's looked a light green, with very little area. While someone see's a forest, sprouting with life and deep care.

There is where everyone is different, with different opinions, different ideas. Everyone can see the world as they want to see it, but Zendaya believed one day the world would stop and everything bright would come about.

You wouldn't have to worry about the, underclass people who stole. Or the people who were locked away and would never feel that warm chill in the summer. They would never feel the soft bed they once laid in at home.

They wouldn't smell flowers, or pizza. They couldn't touch clothing or soft material.. No, they had to touch metal bars that separated them from the real world. They had to smell, gross lunch and toilet. They had to look outside a window.

Their life was a window, a small one with very little hope. When we take things for granted people are dying to have what we have. That was the real world, when people faked happiness, faked being helpful and faked understanding. When they become who they truly are that's when Zendaya will understand this weird place called earth.

No, she isn't saying that she is the perfect one, but she knows wrong from right. She knows who she truly is and so far that's enough. When she pulls around to her dorm, "room" Ryan is outside waiting. Of course..

She parks, and steps out letting a small smirk play on her face. She doesn't even look at him to know he is sorry. To be honest she was really sorry too, and she was just stressed because in less than a month they were auditing for the biggest dance title in history.

"I know your mad, and I'm here to say I'll see you tomorrow at Ten okay?" She nods walking past him and going left. Well, if he didn't show up tomorrow, if he didn't come. She was going solo.. because she was sick of being let down so much.

If he wasn't serious enough.. and he didn't want to get the job done. She would, and she would do one hell of a job. This whole starting new thing was bullshit, she knew that once she left. This is about revenge, and hate.

Hate that is consuming her, that she needs to shake off for the sake of her future. So with one last glance behind her, her mind is set.

If Ryan isn't there tomorrow, she is going by herself and proving that one person is enough in a big and cruel world.

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This is it, I am already working on chapter six so ! I love you guys ♥ Have a great weekend.

Song; Battlefield- Jordan Sparks.