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Emerson's p.o.v

Our last show.

The last concert of our first tour.
The last concert of our first tour, of our first album.

If someone stopped me on the road when I was 5 and told me that'd I'd be performing our last concert of our first, studio released,debut album on this very day. I would've walked straight passed them not even sparing a thought.

But.
Here we are.
This is it.

Back to California after this. I'm nervous, not for our concert or the future and what'll happen to Palaye Royale but Jessie.

Being in the same area and breathing the same air as someone who's made you, quite honestly, feel worthless, is suffocating.

As much as I'd want to find out what happened and how things have been, I'm scared that I'm forgotten.

It's a stupid fear because most of America knows my name by now and I can't possible be forgotten. But being forgotten by someone you really cared about is different than being forgotten by people who just see you.

As I'm about to go on stage my phone vibrates, nearly sliding off my jacket and onto the floor. It could be family wishing me good luck or that girl from Starbucks, who I honestly could care less about.

I ignore it and walkout the room, closing the door behind me.

13hrs till California.

THEE END

A/n:

I'm joking it's not the end. PR is #67 in #bands sjsjdjd that's amazing!! I want to cry. I want to thank all of you for your support and still reading. I've been MIA for 48484 years. I have exams in a week so that means more mia-ness but maybe I'll update next week, if I'm free!

Thank you, I love you.