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Out of the hospital ...

I walked out the sunshine hitting hm face making my eyes squint while I was greeted by cameras and news crews literally blocking my walkway. Move fuckers. I tried to walk away but they just followed. I just wanna leave this " celebrity " life. I pushed through and got into my van, being welcomed by my manager.

" Y/N ~ SWEETIE ~ I missed you. ", she said.

" You're fired. You snake. ", I said and pushed her out.

That fucking snake was the reason, I almost died, giving off my location and address to this dude. I'm not dumb. Never liked that bitch. Tsk. I gave the driver, my address. The van started to leave the hospital grounds, crushing the snakes leg. I smirked, leaning my head on the window seeing the city and people following the van trying to get one picture of me.

50 minutes flew by.
The van stopped in my so called humble home. The door slowly opened, taking a glance to the news crews already at my condo. I took my time getting out, ignoring everyone and passing through. I entered the building walking towards the elevator. The building owner waving at me while I just gave him a small smile. Waiting. The doors opened following with a ding, while the doors open greeting me with the claustrophobic room. The doors closed behind me just in time when the news reported barged through the main doors. I pressed my floor while leaning on the wall, thinking to myself. Did I want to die? That question flooding my mind with answers and questions linking onto that one question. Did I want to die? The doors opened to my floor, quiet. My footsteps was heard throughout the hallway following with my phone ringing. I ignored it while facing my condo door. I walked into my so called home and the first thing I thought was. I'm moving out of this country soon. I need a break from this life while I rubbed my temples entering my living room, falling onto my couch staring at the suitcase and cardboard boxes in the corner of my living room. My eyes slowly closing allowing the silence take over.

Created: ⌜July 28,2018⌟
Posted: ⌜February 24,2019⌟

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