Present Day:
Blake's POV
"You want us to what!?" I screamed in disbelief.
In a very calm tone, unlike my own, our manager stated, "I said you guys are going back to your hometown to finish filming your band's movie. I'd suggest following your band mates lead and packing your bags now since we're going to be there for a while."
"No."
"You signed the contract, you have no choice." As she left, she called over her shoulder, "We leave in an hour."
I can't go back. She's there. I haven't seen her since she ran from me at the graduation party. I've never seen her that broken, not even when her parent's missed her dance solo when they promised they'd go. It still hurts my heart to think about that, but it was for the best. I'm better off without her. She's just a setback. She'd hold me back from going places.
I sighed and rubbed my temples. Too much worry and thinking. I'm going to start graying soon.
Who was I kidding, it’s always been her. All these other girls were too tall, too short, too skinny, the wrong blonde, their eyes were the wrong kind of blue, they were too dumb, too this, too that. But of course I screwed up and left her. Its okay, Seattle’s a big city. It doesn’t mean I’ll see her.
“It’s for the best, she’s a setback,” I murmured mostly trying to convince myself as I packed my bags.
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I walked up the familiar, rickety old steps of my childhood home. I bent down and groped under the welcome mat that I’ve stepped on so many times, looking for the key. When I found it I unlocked the door and stepped inside. As I looked around, I couldn’t help but feel so much happier, so at home.
“Mom!” I called out, “I’m home!”
He heard the quick yet quiet patter of footsteps running towards his direction.
“What in the world…. MY BABY!” Mom screeched so loudly I flinched.
She ran up to me, hugged me into a death grip and smothered my face with kisses.
“M-mom I-I c-can’t-t b-breathe” I eventually gasped out.
For a sixty year old woman, she had a very deadly grip.
“Oh goodness! I’m sorry, baby! What are you doing home? Why are you here? Does Liv know?f Are you all home? Are you staying here for good? Are you staying here or at a hotel? Have you-“
“Whoa whoa whoa, one question at a time,” I cut in after about her one hundredth question.
That woman also had a very big set of lungs on her.
“Okay okay,” Mom said, her hands up in surrender, “I’ll go slower for you. Why are you here?”
“We’re filming the rest of our movie here in Seattle.”
“Movie? What movie? ‘The Jealousy Affect’ is getting a movie? You never said anything about a movie. Not that you ever talk to me anymore.” Mom questioned murmuring the last part.
“Yeah we’re filming a movie. It’s mostly about our road to fame.”
“Where are you staying?”
“If it’s okay, could I stay here?”
“Of course! You’re my baby!”
“Don’t call me that!”
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Left In The Dust
Teen FictionOlivia Baker was left behind by her best friend and boyfriend, Blake Walker, aftter graduation when his band was offered the chance of a lifetime. It took almost everything Olivia had to get over Blake after he left. But those months or ice cream, c...
