Beyond the Fame

10

Shelter by Birdy

Nomi

Justin started walking me off stage as I tried covering up myself as much as possible with the coat I had in my hand.

"You know that bitch is a freak!" Hearing that made me angry, but for Justin I guess angry was an understatement. He let go of me and I whipped around to see Justin's fist meet Kaden's jaw knocking him onto the floor.

More of a commotion erupted as of what just happened. I was then shoved to the floor as a result of two security guards running past not bothering notice me. I felt hands got to both of my shoulders turning to see my mum helping me up. "C'mon." she stood me up and guided me with Cinna and Huda following behind, not stopping until we got into my dressing room. "Get her clothed, now."

For the first time Huda and Cinna were quiet. I handed my coat to them, as they hustled to find me am outfit. Cinna handed me a black pair of skinny jeans, a black spaghetti strap loose tank top, and gold heels. I changed rather quickly, as my mum's phone rang. "Already?! Jesus..."

I finished changing and I watched as both Cinna and Huda left.  "Liam I kno-" I could hear the yelling coming from her phone from here. I slowly walked over and sat on the couch across from her. "It could...it could just be a non-story tomorrow. Gimme.......C'mon Liam, please." I watched as she hung up the phone.

I didn't know what to say...Or if I should say anything at all. "Mom.."

She snapped her head towards me a look of disgust and anger on her face, "Congratulations........you're a bloody cliché." She tossed her phone on the coffee table and rubbed her face with her hands.

I don't know what to think right now....out of everything that just happened, that's what she tells me? I couldn't help but feel hurt as I blinked away the tears that were approaching. I can't cry, not in front of her...

I got up leaving the room to see Omar outside waiting. "I'm going home." I told him as he nodded a lead me out the back way and into a car.

I told Omar that I was fine, allowing me to go in my house alone but him reminded he'll be just outside in the car tonight if I needed him.

I slowly walked up the steps, my body aching. I walked down the hallway but stopped when I came to my 4 large pictures that hung on the wall. 2 were albulm covers, one was a single cover and the other one was one from my most recent magazine cover.  I just stared at them..

All of them portraying this girl. This girl Ive come to hate. This girl that theyve made me become. That girl is me....

Rage rushed through me and I threw my phone at the pictures. I never wanted the fame! I took my hand smashing it into one of the glass frame. I never wanted the interviews! I smashed the one right next to it. I didn't want any of it. I continued hitting the frames, glass shattering, blood becoming apparent. But I didn't care, nobody cares. 

I thrashed at the frames and grabbed one trying to take it off the wall. "Nomi! Nomi!" I heard the call of my name, but it was probably just my imagination. I was wrong though as I felt arms wrap around my waist. I tried to get out of thrashed in their grip as they pulled me away from the wall. "Hey hey hey, stop! Stop!" Justin....

I stopped fighting his hold and I crumbled onto the floor breathing heavily. I felt his hand go on my back trying to soothe me. Tears that I held back when I was with my mum were now streaming down my face. I put one of my hands on my forehead trying to catch my breath.

"I feel like I'm suffocating in the middle of the street ......and no one can see me dying."

He didn't say anything, instead he grabbed my bleeding cut hand and wrapped fabric around it, applying pressure to it. We sat there for a few more minutes until I finally was breathing normal again. "C'mon we should get you cleaned up." I nodded my head finally looking at him. He was....shirtless? That's when I realized he used his white shirt to cover my hand.