Dancing in the Dark

24. Back Down Under

I hoped and prayed every day that you will not be affected.
I swear that our family line is cursed.

To lose someone so young in life is something that takes a while to get over.

Don't be afraid to love, don't be afraid to commit. I have a feeling you will be the one that breaks this.

Prove to the world that what you have is so great, so powerful, fate cannot pull you apart.

When you are ready, have children. Raise them however you see fit. Don't be afraid to ask for help, we all need help from time to time.

Love the life you have. Every little moment in your life has already been planned. It will take you exactly where you need to go.

I'm so sorry, my little petal, for not being there for you. I'm sorry that it had to happen this way. I fought so hard. And for so long.

May 2020
Europe was done. The tour was a smashing hit and we were finished in this continent.

But the excitement of it all hit me as soon as I stepped on Australian soil.

Melbourne to be exact.

I wasn't exactly home, but I was on my home soil. Our first show was in two days and some of the other performers had never been to Australia before, they were curious to see some of the sights.

I was asked several times to give them a tour, and after telling them numerous times, I wasn't originally from Melbourne, I gave up and blamed I was too jet lagged to do it.

But in reality, I had a surprise in my room. Max had booked me a room in a very nice hotel, stating there will be something special there for me.

I was slightly giddy because I knew Max was wooing me and I've never been... wooed. It made my heart race in anticipation.

Max didn't say he was coming to Australia and he never said he wasn't, but I didn't push him, knowing he would be busy as well.

I stepped off the bus we were all in and waved to the small group of friends I had before looking up to the hotel before me.

It was so tall and intimidating. I knew the building. I use to go past this building when I was in Melbourne years ago now.

I went and checked in, receiving my room key and heading to the elevator.

I contained my excitement, thinking it would be a bouquet of roses or a giant teddy. But the more I waited for this moment from the minute Max told me, the more I wished it was him.

I like Max, a lot. I have feelings for him. I respect him and I am completely loyal to Max. I knew I was falling for Max. Truth be told, I fell months ago, but I'm still falling. The way my heart beats when I see him. He makes me smile whenever I look at him. He makes me nervous, in a good way and whenever we touch each other, even the slightest touch on our fingertips, the hair on my neck stands up, I get goosebumps and I just want to kiss him. I want to stay locked up in my room with him, both of us in bed, kissing, wrapped in the bed sheets, making love.

I've even admitted to Max that he was making me fall for him. He laughed in a playful manner, kissing me.

I wanted to giggle and run to my door, but I took each step, painfully slow, till I stood in front of the door, taking deep breathes.

But what I never expected found me on the other side of that door.

What I really wanted and wished for was Max, waiting for me. I didn't care if he had flowers or not, I didn't care if he was naked or not. I just wanted to be held in his arms. To have have him kiss me.