Hello everyoneeee! so this is a new story, the alst story I did was boring and it was awful. I decided to quit writing but then one day I got inspiration and started writing and I learned how ot make a cover (YAY!) So please enjoy and comment and vote please, it really means a lot. THIS PROLOGUE IS A LITTLE EXPLANATION OF CLEO´S LIFE.
SPOILER ALERT: This story is going to be like a very dramatic story and it will have sad parts but it is BEAUTIFUL!
LOVE YOOU xxx
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Cleo´s POV:
I am just a normal 18 year-old. Well not that normal, I am a very famous popstar/musician living the life everyone expected me to live. But is not the life I wanted. At first I did, then everything changed when things we can´t control started to happen.
My name is Cleo Fitzpatrick, Cleo Fitz is my artistic name. Sometimes I question myself why I´m here and if I actually belong here. I am insecure, I get hurt everyday (not physically) and the worst of all is that I have to cover everything up with a big stupid smile, nobody really knows my head is a mess.
I really need a prince or an angel someone to save me from this mess.
I know everything will change one day and I feel that day is coming soon, very soon.
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I use to have a very normal life, I mean I wasn´t famous. My mom was an art teacher and my dad was a lawyer. I got discovered when I was 14 years old. I didn´t went to a live show like the X-Factor or The Voice or any of those shows, I just made covers of songs and put them in YouTube. I always wanted to be a famous popstar performing for big crowds and to meet loads of famous people. I made gigs at cafés and at school I also made a homemade EP but that´s it. Until everything changed one day in just a few hours.
My mom got called by a friend of hers telling her that Elton Jonh, well an assistant of his was in town looking for undiscovered artists. Elton John told one of his producers to go to a café and take CD´s or listen to performances. Coincidentally that café was were I performed and that night I had a performance.
I just went there praying to God. I gave the man my CD and my number just in case. And I performed with all my heart. The next day I was sitting in a plane heading to the USA to sign a contract with Elton´John´s company.
In 4 years I got to be a worldwide sensation, and my dream came true but it crashed during the years. Evertything was a rush but I got broken hearted many times, I was in a very fragile emotional state, I got sick for a while I had to get a new kidney but now my body is perfectly fine. I feel a void inside of me I don´t know if what I need is love, or to rest, I just don´t know.
With the years I close myself to people and just showed a fake me. No one knew who the real Cleo Fitzpatrick was only one person, my brother.
My brother´s name was Lucas Fitpatrick. He was the best brother anyone could have ask for but he died. He was driving when a stupid drunk driver hit him and make him fall over a cliff. I try not to remember a lot about that day because when I do I only get more depressed. He was the only person I could open myself to and just in a matter of seconds he was taken away from me. After that day I haven´t been the same. Well I haven´t been the same for a long time, this just made everything worse.
I´m still waiting for someone to find the key to the real me, I just hope that day is close.
