I got off the stage and walked into my room.
"Perfect, just perfect kid! Everyone loves you! You're golden!" My manager, Mrs. White says to me as I sit down with my sitar. I start to tune it as she continues. " By the way, you have an interview in a week, and you have fan mail to read."
I sigh and utter a half-hearted "okay."
She looks at me sadly and give my shoulder a reassuring squeeze, then walks out quickly.
I moved over to the desk where someone has placed a small pile of envelopes. I open one and sigh. I love my fans, honest, but it's always the same. My manager thought that I was depressed or something, but I can't explain it. It's like I'm missing something. About 5 letters in and I got tired of the quiet. I turned on the radio. I wasn't surprised most of the letters were " I love you and I know everything about you, marry me?"
It gets weird after a while cause I'm gay, but whatever. It's about midnight when I reached the last letter. I opened it and nearly dropped it. It started
"Dear mullet-head."
The only one to ever call me that was...
I shook my head and kept reading.
" I doubt you remember me. After all, it was 2 years ago. I tried to send a letter, but I couldn't. I know you and Axel are still in touch, but I wanted to say thins myself. I wanna start by letting you know this..."
As I read on, I remembered how I met him and how I got to where I am today. And how I F-ed up.
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This song saved my life: zemyx
FanfictionDemyx is now a successful musician. One day when he is going through his fan mail, he gets a letter from Zexion, an old school "friend". While he reads, he remembers how he met the blue haired one and how he got to where he is today.
