No More Games

7

"Shad!" I yelled into the phone. "Slow down and explain what's going on!"

It's been a great few days so far here in France with Michael. After his rehearsals, we'd go out on dates, site-seeing, shopping and doing other fun activities. There's been no drama whatsoever and Michael had seriously been nothing but happy.

But this morning, it seemed like drama came all the way from L.A looking for me.

Shad: "Sash, you just need to get on a flight and get over here. She's still unconscious at the hos—"

I cut him off. "Woah! Shad, who's unconscious?"

Shad: "It's Lauren, she's in the hospital. She was home alone almost all day and when Trevor got home, he found her unconscious in her room."

"What?" I felt my knees go weak and my head get light. I sat down and all I could do was hold my hand over my mouth trying to keep my cool. "What do you mean by all day? Where were you guys?"

Shad: "Trevor was with his girl all day and I was at the studio with some of my boys. Look, she's stable right now but she hasn't woken up yet. They're still running tests on her."

"Ok," I got up from the couch and began walking towards the stairs. I needed to go pack my bags and tell Michael that I have to take an emergency flight back to L.A. "I know it's late over there right now but it's morning here and Michael is at rehearsals right now. I'm going to call Michael and start packing. I'll call you later."

Shad: "Alright, I'll try to stay up and wait for your call. Love you."

"Love you too, my love." I hung up and proceeded to try to get a hold of Michael.

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Michael's Point Of View

"Someone please bring me a towel." I said into the mic. "Pretty please." 

"Hey Mike!" I heard the voice of my assistant call me from off the stage.

I looked off to my left and I saw him run up on the stage towards me with his phone held out to me. "What's up?" I asked.

"It's Sasha," he hands me the phone. "she needs you."

I put the phone to my ear and answered. "Hey, baby what's—" She cuts me off and started telling me that she has to leave for L.A and that something has happened to Lauren. "Wait, what happened?"

She then goes on to tell me how Lauren is unconscious at the hospital and how Trevor found her in her room.

Sadness overtook me as she explained this with such worry in her voice. I know it's killing her that she was in another continent while her sister was in the hospital. "Babe, I'll be there in a few—"

She tells me no and that I needed to stay for rehearsals. I know the show is tomorrow and I needed everything to be perfect but I also know she needs me right now.
She continued to insist that I did not need to come to her and that she was packing to go to L.A. She also kept apologizing that she was missing my two shows here in Paris.

"Sasha, don't be ridiculous. Your family's well-being is way more important than my shows. You'll have plenty of opportunities to support me." I said to her as I made my way to my dressing room backstage.