For Alec_Way... this is kinda sad, I'm sorry.
(Inspired by XLonley_DisasterX's one-shot "Justin Hills – Bad Day". Go read her one-shot book coz she's bloody awesome and her stories are epic).
Sebastian's P.O.V:
Don't you just love getting dumped? I was at the jewellery store, looking for an engagement ring with Remington and Emerson when I got a call from Stephanie.
"Sorry, I have to take this," I said to the jeweller who was showing us the different rings and turned away to answer the phone.
"Hey babe, what's up?" I asked.
"S-Seb, I'm sorry I just can't do this anymore," she sobbed through the phone.
"Steph? What's wrong?" I questioned, as Remington looked at me, confusion etched across his face.
"I-I just can't do this-us-whatever! I can't deal with it anymore! I'm sorry Seb. But we're over," she replied and hung up. I stood in shock until Emerson came over, jolting me out of my trance.
"Hey, Seb? What's up? Come on, she'll love this one!" he insisted, tugging at my sleeve and showing me a ring that had notes engraved into it (aka the thing in the media). I shook my head and the assistant put it back into the case. I thanked her for her time and with my two very confused siblings trailing behind me, left the store.
"Sebastian? Hey, what's up?" Remington asked, waving a hand in front of my face as I sunk onto a bench.
"She broke up with me," I replied, putting my head in my hands.
"What? She can't have! When!" Emerson exclaimed.
"That call... it was her breaking up with me," I responded. I felt hot tears beginning to crawl down my face.
"Oh Seb," Remington said quietly, slipping beside me and pulling me into a hug.
"Sorry, bad time?" a female voice asked. It wasn't Steph. I guessed it was a fan.
"A little. Did you want us to sign something for you?" Emerson asked. I lifted my head and wiped away some tears, seeing the girl nod shyly. She held out her phone case and a Sharpie and the three of us signed it before she thanked us and walked away.
"Come on, let's get back to the bus," Remington suggested, helping me up.
"Yeah, okay... whatever," I replied sadly, just wanting the ground to open up beneath my feet.
*itty bitty time skip til they're on the bus*
"You guys wanna watch a movie?" Emerson replied, opening his drawing case.
"Can we watch The Office?" Remington questioned, flopping onto the couch. That's when I noticed the silence.
"Where are the others?" I asked, pulling off my jacket, tie and shoes.
"Getting food," Emerson replied as Remington put The Office on and I climbed into my bunk, pulling the curtain shut behind me.
"You tryna sleep?" asked someone, I'm not sure who.
"No dickhead, I'm juggling elephants. What the f**k does it look like I'm doing?" I snapped back.
"Sheesh sor-ry!" the same voice retorted. I heard the TV volume lower and their voices drop to a whisper. I rolled over, so I was facing the wall... f**k, I forgot about the photo of Stephanie and I that I stuck there ages ago. I stared at it and memories came flooding back to me. I didn't even realise I was crying until I felt hot tears running down my cheeks and heard gasping sobs which I quickly realized were mine.
"Sebastian? You okay?" Remington called.
"F-fine," I stuttered, wiping away a few tears.
"Riiiiight," he replied sarcastically.
"I'm fine Rem. Just go back to watching your show," I responded, grabbing my phone and opening my notes.
'Ma Cherie
Time won't be enough,
To make you even fall in love with me.
Prefer the needle to me
Want to hold you in my arms
But you want nothing to do with me,'
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Sorry guys. I don't really know what's up with me recently... I'm constantly tired and overall just not really feeling like myself. I wanted to make this better I swear so I'll probably take it down and rewrite it sometime soon.
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Love you, stay alive, stay safe, stay strong.
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