Chapter 11

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FIRST OF ALL BLAME MY GIRL FOR THIS SHIT
*Kate's PoV*
Two days since that moment... And life has been WAY better. I mean for me and Costanza... The rest of the world has stayed the same.
"CHECK THIS OUT LEON UNFOLLOWED ME!" Said Chrissy laughing.
"And you are happy about it?" I asked.
"I guess... I mean when you unfollow someone is like the end of the end... The Queen is officially dead." She said putting her phone back.
I hugged her tightly. This is the moment I've been waiting for since that rehearsal months ago, the moment in which she delayed because of fear has finally come.
Summer is right around the corner and it shows. We were lying under the tree where we first met and the leafs were turning a strong deep green like if it was getting ready for something big. Like this summer. I know it will be big because I will finally be with someone I love.
Wait did I say that? Sure I like her but LOVE... Not yet Kate... Not yet.
The sun was starting to set so we knew school would be closing soon.
"Wanna go to my place?" Asked Chrissy.
"Sure... Lemme call my dad." I did as I said and we left to her car.
I do really like her car. It has a heck lot of disks, cassettes and flash drives full with music of all kinds, also she has a radio that can be connected to a phone with a cable or through Bluetooth.
This girl lives and breathes through music... I wonder why she kept it a secret.
"You know why. Since I was little I wanted to be THE QUEEN of something... Like get treated with respect and shit. At home my dad is... Never there... I don't have memories of him at home with me... And my mom... She started caring way too late. I was so selfish. When I met Gaby... I thought I could change my dream... Or just let it go. Don't get me wrong... I loved her, but I was so self-centered that I never got the guts to fix it..." She started talking and I took her hand in mine.
"And by the time you knew it was too late." I finished and she let tears fall freely.
In that silent car that wasn't even turned on... The former Queen was letting go of her walls right in front of me. I couldn't say a thing, what could you say in this type of situations? I know that saying "you were a total bitch" won't help. So I rather stay quiet and hold her while this lasts.
"Yeah. I started high school and I noticed that this place had no Queen... Maybe it didn't need one, but I wanted to rule anyways. So I met Holly and Leon who seemed the type of guys a typical Queen needed and they helped me climb to the top. But of course I had to keep the real me in secret. A Queen is a ruler, not a singer. A Queen is straight, not a lesbian. A Queen is strong and self absorbed, not vulnerable or sentimental. So I put my mask on, to achieve my dream. Luke has been in my life since we were kids, there was nothing he hated more than my stupid dream; however he let me go on with it as if he hoped that someday I'd grow out of it. That's how I managed to stay in the band, and how the Principal never said anything about me and my gang bullying everyone at school... I got him money at gigs and he shut up and looked away... Holly and Leon never knew a thing. This went on smoothly until my cousin came to town because of her dad's job... And my mom got along well with hers and the bitch decided to tell her that I sing. Thank god I explained my problem to her and she... Understood. Then... You found me." Her hand held mine with care but with no intention of letting go... Neither shutting me out. At least not for now.
This is a lot to process... I mean... Why she kept her singing secret... Why no one knew she was gay... Why the Principal helped her... Why Jen helped me the other day and why Luke won't trust in me. All in like five minutes? I will need to call Nix after this, even if she hates Chrissy, I know she is the only one who would understand.
"When you found me somehow at the music hall, when you heard me, and when we met at the hallway after rehearsal... That's when I knew. You were going to change my life." She spoke looking straight into my eyes, for the first time, I couldn't find any trace of doubt in them. "Thanks to your notes... I started feeling again. You couldn't know  but I waited everyday just to find your note. It made me happy... I smiled and dreamed of people I would like to be K. Like that cute girl from junior year, that hot teacher... But I never thought of you... I guess my mask stayed for too long and I forgot about your name. The day I found out it was you... I was scared. I didn't know why you were doing that... Fear led to anger, then I realized what I was doing and it turned into regret. I was finally aware that I liked you but I already had given the order to beat you and your friends nearly to death. I'm so sorry for that. When I found out you were the one who took me to the hospital I was out of words. You saved me, the one who broke you... For no reason. I can't put into words how grateful I am. You protected me like I wish I would've done with Gaby. Thank you." By the time I felt in realization what was happening... I was neck deep in her words...
Chrissy... I wish I could help you.
"During our hospital weeks... I grew fond of you. I loved to look at you, and talk to you; even if it were small meaningless chats... I loved being with you. And when we kissed... God... I felt like if I belonged there... Nothing had felt this right before." She grew silent.
I knew what came next in the story, it was our story.
"But then I fucked things up and ignored you. I couldn't look at myself in the mirror... I hated everything about me. But what could I do? It was my dream or you... I wanted ti stay but you met me in the worst moment of my life. I am selfish and immature... I don't deserve you... I don't... But I will do anything in my power to deserve you. I abandoned my crown and now I am scared and alone... I hope this is worth it... I'm sorry. I won't give up on you now. I'm sure about it. I need you to trust me." She spoke and took my hand with both of hers.
"I need you to trust in yourself Chrissy. You are not alone. You have me. You have your band. You have yourself. Don't run away and I promise you things will get better. I need you to promise me that you won't run away. Because I can't stand another one of your acts... Promise me you'll stay and I promise you that I will stay too." I spoke with no doubt whatsoever.
"I promise."
Then, I kissed her.
We sealed the promise right. With our lips together in a soft kiss. We split up and smiled.
"Let's go home." She started the car and started driving.
"Thank you for trusting me. It means a lot." I said with a soft smile.
"It's cool I owed it to you."
Silence took over us as she drove through the city.
I hope this moments last forever.

"WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?!" Asked my dad as I got inside the house.
"With a friend"
"DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?!"
"Late."
"So?"
"I'm sorry." I felt fear grow inside me. He is drunk. He will hit me. I know.
"YOU ARE NOT." He pushed me to the floor.
I fell and hit a table. A glass fell and broke from the fall. I just made it worse. I want to cry, run away, anything but this.
"That was my whisky you stupid bitch!" He yelled as he took his belt off.
"Please not today..." I begged.
"FUCK YOU!" He yelled before hitting me on my back.
"You are worthless" Hit.
"You are shit" Hit.
"Because of you Danielle is dying." My back is burning from pain.
"It's your fault." I started crying.
The beating took almost twenty minutes. I was a crying mess. My whole body hurt and I knew it was far from ending.
Chrissy will never know the hell my life is. I swear.
The monster slammed the door as he got out. I got up and cleaned everything up, I knew that if the house wasn't clean when he returned, it would get worse.
When I ended I went upstairs to the room where my mom is. The beeps from the monitor were both a relief and a enormous pain.
Cancer. Terminal.
"Hello mom." I waved knowing damn well that she wouldn't reply... and if she did... It wouldn't last long.
I took a seat next to her bed and started crying next to her.
"I'm sorry." I said between sobs. "I'm not strong enough to keep on with this."
I stayed there. Praying. Crying. Begging God or whoever matters for a minute of my mom... Not this thing that is dead while breathing.
But only silence came.
I stayed there all night, I need her.

A/N: THIS is weird holy shit. So... I kinda want to know what do the few of you that keep reading this think about how this is going... Please i need validation hahaha
So... this is kinda it... se yaa
Love you 💜

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