Alice
I woke up in a frenzy. Vision blurred, head pounding. I could feel my heart beating loud and clear going thousands of beats per second. Part of me wished that this entire thing was a really bad nightmare and that soon I would wake up, Abel would be back and we could just pick up where we had left off. The last week I spent searching through Abel's stash of weed, alcohol, coke or anything that I could get my hands on, just hoping that it would relieve me from the crippling pain I felt inside. No amount of drags from a blunt, blows of cocaine, or shots of burning tequila could help me. I was emotionless at this point, feigning for someone, anyone to hold me and tell it will be okay. I hadn't spoken to Maria in a week, which was also the last time I saw Alex or even went into work.
I decided to get up and actually make an effort into talking to Maria. I promised her I would tell Abel everything, otherwise I know she would. I dialled her number and put the phone to my ear, part of me was hoping she wouldn't pick up, but with my luck, I heard a click along with a soft "Hello?"
"Hey Maria?" I spoke softly, so softly I felt as if I couldn't even hear myself.
"Hey, what's up?" She answered.
"Listen, I really want to see you." I sighed. "I need to get my life together Maria, I can't believe I went this far, I need your help, please" I pleaded.
Maria sighed on the other end. "Alice, this is no one else's fault but yours, and I'm sure you established that by now. But you know I love you, and I care for you. I'll be at your place in 20 minutes." With that the line went dead.
I showered, and tried to look somewhat presentable. I stared at myself in the mirror swiping concealer over my dark circles. I look like a complete mess. My hair looks stringy, I look thinner than usual, I know I lost a good amount of weight, as my cheekbones look more prominent than ever. I was scared of myself, scared of this Alice. This isn't me. Hearing the doorbell startled me more than I thought it would. I sat on the sofa anticipating Maria's arrival for what felt like an eternity. I opened the door to be greeted by a beautifully polished Maria, her hair and makeup looks great as usual, definitely looked like she got at least 9 hours of sleep. Then there was me on the other side of this threshold feeling like a complete contrast towards my best friend.
Maria must have noticed how horrible I looked, as her smile faded and she furrowed her brows in a very confused and worried face.
"Alice? What's happen to you?" Maria said softly.
Seeing Maria's face like that I burst out in tears. I clung onto Maria and sobbed on her shoulder. She caressed me while telling me everything would be okay.
Maria and I spent the rest of day going out and getting my mind off of things. We rarely spoke about Abel, which put my mind at ease. Moments throughout the day he sent me a quick text checking up on me, I winced at the piercing pain in my heart that ached for Abel. I don't deserve a man like him.
Abel
Lamar tossed me a towel while I made my way backstage. I quickly wiped my forehead from all the sweat that was forming. This show was going great. I was at the National Indoor Arena in Birmingham, England. Being in England was great, I loved it. But I was glad to almost be done my tour. I can't wait to be home, and finally see Alice. I've missed her so much, and truthfully I've felt very distant from her lately, she doesn't seem like herself. After the show we all went back to my hotel room and chilled out before my after party at the Prisma Nightclub.
I decided to FaceTime Alice, its been a while since I've seen my pretty lady's face. I picked up my phone and dialled her number. After about 5 rings she finally picked up. She looked different, as if she hadn't slept in days. There were bags and dark circles forming under her eyes, her hair was a mess, and she looked like she lost at least 15 pounds. I furrowed my brows and I'm sure she noticed the concerned look on my face.
She smiled big. "Hey baby!" Finally the beautiful smile I was waiting for.
I smiled "Hey pretty lady, I miss you."
She frowned. "I miss you so much Abel, I can't wait until your back!"
We talked for about 30 minutes which felt amazing. I told her all about my tour and the amazing places I saw in England, up until Cash interrupted me and told me it was time to go. I ended the call with telling her I couldn't wait to see her, and I meant it with all my heart. I freshened up quickly and changed into my attire for the night, I left the hotel room to the lobby and out the front entrance with tons of security surrounding me escorting me into my limousine. The life I live is amazing and I could never ask for anything more. However, along the way to Prisma Nightclub I couldn't help but shake the feeling off of something being up with Alice. This just wasn't her. Part of me was afraid to go back home.
A/N
I haven't wrote in almost a year... I was debating on continuing this story because of so much that went on in my life, however I decided on continuing it. this chapter is super short... I'd like to know if anyone enjoys reading it so hopefully I can continue writing more!! :)
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