~ Chapter Tres [3] ~

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a/n : slight mention of abuse, but that is about it. do you enjoy the music or nah? I won't add it if y'all don't like it. :/ tell me your opinions! 

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 "Hi?" Billie asks, looking at me. I assume she doesn't recognize me.

"Oh, hello," I say breathily as if I've just noticed she's there. I hold my stomach and shake her hand with my other one. "I'm Remi. Remington Paris." I shake Khalid's hand as well.

"Oh, well I'm Bil-" she begins but I cut her off.

"I know who you guys are." I smile, rolling my eyes jokingly.

"So, ahem," Billie coughs quietly. "Why were you running?"

I pause for a long moment. That may be a little more difficult to explain then I expected.

"Oh, um..." I scratch the back of my neck, which is getting sweaty from the heat. Flyaways are trying desperately to separate from my hair, which is becoming loosened from the tight buns I had them in not thirty minutes ago. "There was just someone I knew. They're... Toxic. He hurt me. Physically and emotionally. I just don't want to be anywhere near him and I had to make sure I was as close to a secure area where he couldn't reach me, and that turned out to be here." I pull my lips into a line. "You didn't really need to hear my whole life story but oh well."

"Oh, you're fine! I've had to deal with that too... It's really not fun. I have to go on in like ten minutes with Khalid, here, but I can try and keep you somewhere behind the stage so he can't get to you." Billie pushed a stray hair out of her face then place a hand on my shoulder. "If you don't mind me asking... What is his name?"

"Uh-um," I stutter for a moment before gathering my thoughts. "Alexander White."

Billie nods then glances at Khalid, letting the hand that was on my shoulder fall off. "Do you want to go quickly ask if she can come backstage?" Khalid nods and jogs off, so Billie turns back to me.

"Who is this Alexander guy?"

I take a deep breath, pulling memories from the deepest parts of my mind in which I've never wanted to rekindle before.

"Alexander is an ex. He was my best friend of years in high school, and we dated for, pfft, six months? My other friends tried warning me against a relationship but I always saw the optimistic side of everything, and I think that was my downfall." I sigh audibly. "Near the end of our relationship, he became... Different. I was blinded by love, so I never noticed him pulling away from my friends, spreading rumors about me, and once he even leaked my nudes, blaming it on someone else."

I sit down on the ground before continuing. I place my elbow on my knee, resting my head in my hand. "After a while, I confronted him about it one night. I didn't see the other parts of it, I was just wondering one day why he had done a certain thing. He blew up. Alex and I were laying in bed late at night, and he jumped out of bed, screaming at me about things I'd rather not talk about. At one point, he slapped me, hard, across the cheek. To cover it up, he immediately softened and repeated "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" over and over, again and again. But I had finally seen the bad side. I cried and ran out of the apartment, gathering my things and going to my parents' house because, at that point, I was living with Alex. I loved him so much." I take one huge breath and then look back up at Billie. I see tears forming in those ocean eyes.

"Oh, don't cry!" I quickly jump up and hug her, resting my head on her shoulder. Billie wipes away a stray tear and then laughs.

"I'm sorry, that was just so... Sad. I'll make sure to keep him far away from you." She ends seriously. "Now I gotta go perform, but you can stay backstage. Please, be safe."

I nod. We run up to the area behind the performing stage and I sit on a dark maroon loveseat, which is left for the performers. I suddenly jerk at the realization that I have to perform after Billie. I quickly look around at the people wandering aimlessly and jump up, tapping on a man's shoulder insistently. He looks very important so I picked him.

"Where do the upcoming performers go?" I ask fluently. The man's eyes sweep over my face.

"Miss Paris?"

"Please, call me Remi." I smile.

The man nods and looks down at the clipboard he's holding. "You're on in half an hour. I might suggest freshening up and putting on a different outfit, as that's what many do, but you can just wait it out or eat. We'll call you twenty minutes before and you can do last minute check-ups and we'll go over safety procedures, as always. Anything happens, head straight back here and we will do as instructed to keep you safe."

 I sigh but bow my head quickly. I move away, thinking to myself. What should I do in my remaining time? I could eat, as there's a small booth full of food varying from granola bars to full bags of chips to even a small steak, which I wonder who that's for? Anyway, I start walking towards a door with a large red EXIT sign above it but I suddenly get stopped by a security guard.

"Ma'am? You are not allowed to exit unless you have a permit on your person."

My eyebrows knit together. Permit? "What do you mean?"

"You're gonna have to come in back." He says. I look around; this feels shady. I don't trust it.
"Where, exactly?" I abruptly realize that I'm near the far, far back of this small building, and there aren't many other people around. The professional looking man had left, to wherever he had to go, and I was practically alone beside this man.

"Just come with me." He says harshly, grabbing my forearm tightly and pulling me towards a dark corner of the building, and I begin struggling and trying to push him away, holding back screams. Maybe that would a good idea at this moment. 

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this was very difficult for me to write !!! i'm suffering MAJOR writer's block and I just forced myself to write and i'm not 100% proud of this chapter but oh well... at least I wrote! if you can give me suggestions, i'd greatly appreciate them :) might also start a lil' bit of one-shots, depending on whatever I can conjure up. i'll try making every chapter about 1,000 words, but please don't hurt me if I get lazy! okay, bye y'all! love you the most <3 

[disclaimer : the twins will be added in either the next chapter or the chapter after that! sorry for the wait, i've just been looking for the perfect spot to put them :)]

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