I threw my bag down at the bedroom door, sliding my black heels off and leaving then to rest near the edge of the quilt. I flopped my aching body over the hundreds of pillows that were scattered along my bed.
I flung my phone out my rear pocket in my leather jeans.
Who knew the life of being a mother to four, an employed physiologist and a drummer in a band could be so much effort.
I wanted to just cry on Colby's shoulder. All the tragic stories I observe on a daily basis make me horrified on what society is coming to, especially in downtown Los Angeles.
One man today told me, all he did was stroll down the street until he was tackled by police officers and arrested for something he had known the wiser about.But my story. On the other hand my story is about doctors being wrong I was neither sick with cancer or pregnant. My body was signally me that my mum was sick.
My mum lay shattered on our couch. Half deceased at the scene, my body trembled and burned in severe agony. Because I knew I had to give my mum a lung. Was it possible who knows but I was willing to take that risk for my dearly loved mother .Colby's P.O.V
I've been on a world tour with Sam, Elton, Heath and Brennen. Night after night, tours after tours, shots after shots, now I was heading home to see my beautiful wife and my handsome sons and the most cutest little girl I've ever laid eyes on.
Hours past, loud strokes of thunder echoed down the hall of the aircraft. Trubulance shock me in and out of Sam's lap.
We were heading down.
"Ahhhhhhh." Cries echoed the plane.
Screaming, pushing, crying, kissing and confessions were being left on this plane and whatever happened would be a story untold.
Sam, Elton,Heath and I knew we had to leave.I hoisted myself into the storage locker, taking a firm grip on a life raft.
One after the other we all plunged our of the aircraft to find ourselfs at least a ten (10) minute swim out of shore.Finally I sprinted down the run away and pushed my way through security . I plunged myself over the gate, helping Elton and Sam jump of course. I slid across the floor and pulled (Y/N) down to the cold shiny tiles. I pulled her arms and wrapped my shivering wet arms around her waist and lay still for a few moments.
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