Superstar's Spotlight: Limelight (18+) [COMPLETED] {unedited}

19: Freedom?

"She's really gone, isn't she?" Wyatt says as he looks straight ahead of him, I fold my arms and look at him trying to read his face.

"I guess she is, how does that make you feel though?"

"Disappointed." My eyes widen and he doesn't look at me. "Wyatt, she was planning to take your son forever and mine, I don't want to say it's a good thing that she is dead but, it's a blessing." He looks at me, a slightly angered expression on his face. "For the first time since I know that you've been alive I feel like I can relax, I have had two great nights of sleep."

"Well throw a party why don't you." He smacks his lips then scratches his head. "Gianna I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap."

"It's okay." I say honestly, he was going through a lot, I get that. "It's not, she's gone. Some part of me was hoping to work things out with her when I get out of here." He looks at me as he leans back and I feel shocked, she's a crazy fucking bitch, what could possess him to even think like this?

"She's the mother of my child, at some point she was doing a really good job despite the fact she locked me away for some parts of it."

"I needed help and she needs it too but, I can only help someone if I help myself first, it's my fault."

"How is it, you were here and she was out there. You can't blame yourself for this."

"I can, we did drugs together and she only supported my habit because she loved me, even though she felt I was never really ready for a relationship, she loved me."

"I introduced her to this and I'm the reason she overdosed and didn't get found until she was rotten beyond recognition they had to use DNA to know it's her."

"Wyatt-."

"No Gianna, I left her and I took our child with me, we were all she had, aside from that brother of hers who, probably left when Elliott almost killed him."

"Then it's not your fault, it's mine. I was the one who figured it all out, I was the one that dug deeper and I was the one that ruined things for her." He sighs, leans forward and places his head in his hands.

"I'm not going to sit here and let you blame yourself, I feel like I need to be alone for a bit, thanks for stopping by, give my son my love." Denying the fact that he told me to leave didn't hurt would be too much of a lie even for me and my name was once Pinocchio.

"I will." I placed my hand on his back then stood with my pride, I wasn't going to let him tell me twice, if he wanted to be hurt about a woman that has caused me hell for as long as I've known her then fine.

I was free from her and all her threats and I was happy and ready to enjoy it.

"Gianna, what did Wyatt have to say about Isabel?"

"What do you have to say about her death?"

"Someone close to her said she was acting crazy for a few months prior her overdose, was this true?"

"Who's going to take their child now?"

The door slams and the shutter sound of the camera along with the voices of the paparazzi stopped.

Would someone really take Gerard away from me? I sigh leaning my head back, I bet they would all love me caught up in this. Absolutely sickening that these are the stories that make money, scandals.

Once again the spotlight was directed towards me and my family, headline and blog titles talked about my family being involved with Isabel.

And if it wasn't worst enough they had somehow found out about my father and I not talking, I guess anyone was bound to notice when my mother was the only one that visited.

My PR did his best in stating that my father was ill and couldn't travel much but, I was never buying it because I knew the facts and I was sure that the people were not buying it either.

"Are we still headed to work Mrs. Grayson?" My driver ask and I nod, anywhere but work would be great because I knew I'd run into more paparazzi and more questions.

A small price to pay for freedom, I chuckled. Was I really free or trapped in the limelight?

"How are you holding up champ?" Mia days from the other end of the line and I sit in my dressing room with my legs folded, looking at myself in the mirror, searching for the answer to her question.

"Fine I guess." She sighs and I continue to look at myself, I'm not fine, I'm never fine, there is always something.

"You've finally got rid of all the horrible people in your life, you should be happy. What's the problem now?"

"It just feels bad to be happy when Wyatt is sad, he wanted to work things out with her but needed to help himself so he could help her."

"And you feel bad because he feels bad?"

"No, I feel bad for being this happy."

"Gigi, you deserve to be happy and you deserve all the happiness in the world, you've been through a lot and-."

"I know Mia, but I just can't feel happy when it's at someone else's sadness."

"Gianna, we'll be ready for you in a 2."

"Okay, thank you... Mia, I have to go and I'll see you soon."

"Sure, wait a minute, see me soon, what did I forget?"

"Oh nothing, I love you talk soon." I ended the call immediately, the fact that I almost let her know Tim was planning a baby shower for her had me panic a bit.

I took a deep breath and made my way to the shoot area, after this I had two appearances and then I could go home to my family.

"Where are you going?" I say to Elliott as he puts a bag down, one I'm sure was filled with clothes and other important stuff.

"I have to get to Miami, some things with the cafe." He says while he holds his phone in his hand looking at it.

"Oh, when will you be back?"

"In two days, no more than that, Tim was supposed to be the one doing this but you know, Mia being pregnant and all." He walks closer to me then pecks my lips, gives Aiden and Gerard a kiss on their head and leaves.

"Be safe." I said as he left then sighed.

Victoria had already left and that would mean I'm alone with the boys, another good thing about Isabel's death is that I could leave the kids with a babysitter after they left school while I worked.

Things were feeling normal for now and I think that I would be able to get used to it once I'm settled.