It's been exactly a month since the whole Layla thing happened. I still can't get over him, I don't even know why. I probably don't mean shit to him, maybe just a another hoe.
I glance down at my phone, still no texts or calls from peep. I took a long sigh as I drove down the crowded boulevard. It was 10, Mandy flew out to New York to pursue that modeling dream she's always wanted, so I've been alone for a long ass time now. She said she'll back soon and occasionally calls me to see how I'm holding up.
I pat my steering wheel in a drumming manor. I had a show tonight, up in L.A. I've only been focusing on music now that's it.
I see my phone light up and pick it up while I reach the next stop light. It was my mom, I wait a couple minutes to make up my mind and decide to decline the call. I got nothing out of it, she wasn't very supportive of my tattoos, the clothes I wear, and my actions in general.
As soon as I pulled up to the bright neon lights that read AVALON, my palms started to sweat. I reached the back of the club and people started screaming my name. Life's been busy doing show after show. I rarely had anytime for anything and anyone else.
Peeps p.o.v
"Relax Tracy, I'll go to this club, chill and give me a fucking minute" I shouted from the bathroom hoping it was loud enough to get to him.
I love Tracy and all but he's been acting hella weird lately, he's constantly trying to make me go out and I keep wondering for what.
Ever since my breakup with Layla and losing Justine I've just been here thinking about if I should talk to her again or not. I pick up the space grey IPhone 6s and scroll through the dimly lit screen. I click onto Instagram my thumbs glided while I passed my recent post.
Lilpeep
Lil peep: you're still on my mind :).
It had a good ass 45.k ❤️ and 1,200 comments. People kept asking who was I talking about and others claimed it was Layla. But it wasn't it was Justine...
Justine Yung Goth p.o.v
I strolled into the hot and sweaty club, I was already ready to hop on stage my hair was in the same curly bob it's always in but shorter. While I was wearing a loose puffer jacket with some orange ski pants and a thick leather chocker.
I gripped the mic, and grappled my hand. Cameras started to flash while the spotlight hit my face. It was bright and warm. I coughed into the mic and started an awkward smile. Some fans laughed others were just too caught up.
"Baby If I wake up will you still be in bed? Got the same words stuck in my head"
I started the crowd started joining in it was one of my first hits "Broken Bois". I gained over a million in a couple weeks. I remember making that in my bedroom with Mandy, junior year. A place where I had MCR posters sprawled everywhere and makeup too on the fringed maroon carpet.
BraceFace Mandy, adjusted herself and fixed her ponytail. "You're gonna be big someday" she spits.
The flashback stops and I'm still on stage pouring my heart out.
People were yelling "Lil Goth" over and over again. I smiled and went down off the stage.
I shook hands that we're reaching out to me. I was cheesin super hard that night scanning all the sweaty and tired faces in the audience. This is the type of shit I lived for.
Peeps. P.o.v
We arrive at some place called Avalon, in red letters. "Shit, Tracy you sure about this, we've never been to this place, like ever"
"Yea, Yea, and? We're trying something new ok?" he shouts versus actually talking.
I shrug and run my hand through my not so purple and black hair anymore.
I walk into the front of the club and people already know who I am. Bitches trying to rub up on me and some even tried kissing me. Other people's eyes widen, and in that brief moment mine do to. I slowly backed up as I saw her on stage she was throwing water and really gets tting in to it.
I looked confused, "is that Justine" I mouthed to Tracy. As if he could hear me, he's awkwardly dancing to the beat and nods "yeah that's her". I can feel my face get red as fuck. I try to lower my head but it's to late. She's frozen there in her tracks Justine tries to play it cool but she can't.
Justine's/ Lil Goth p.o.v
I see his face, I see those eyes, I see that hair and my heart starts to pick up a couple beats. I throw water and finish the show a couple songs early.
I needed to leave, the manager of the club tries to gas up my performance. Right when I'm trying to shift towards the heavily crowded exit.
I feel a familiar pair of hands tap me on my shoulders. I take a long sigh and I'm greeted but the sight of Gus.
He glances down then back up. "Hi.." he starts I look him in his brown eyes "Hey" I responded.
Hey guys I go back to school pretty soon. So I don't know if I'll be updating as frequently as I was doing over break, but I'll definitely try to (oof I just realized I didn't post a picture so I just re uploaded this) YEEEET :)) -Kezzy 🎱🕷🕸✨
