Ch. 17

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Coraly's pov

The fun has come to an end. I've been home for an hour- alone might I add since my "parents" plane got delayed due to extremely bad weather in whatever city they are in now. Since I was with Debby for a week, they decided to tag along with Demi for a week.

Honestly post concert depression has hit hard mostly because I've never been so high before. I've never been as happy as I was for that entire week. So to go back down after being so happy was a rough thing to do. I knew it wouldn't last, my happiness, for very long. But it still doesn't make it easier to adjust to the depression.

I open Instagram to see Demi posted a selfie with Madison and I ignore it and don't mind it at all. I go to post 10 photos and I find the 10 that mean the absolute most out of my week. I then caption it as 'Ok, buckle up, I'm getting emo And for once I'll be soft on this account. This has been the best week of my life and one that I'll never forget. I can't express the level of gratitude I have to the boys, Jenna, their siblings, their moms, and Debby for making this all so special. I haven't ever cried tears of happiness in my life and there's so many stories of pain I haven't told. I was 9 years old when I first heard this band and since then, they are who I've turned to in order to cope. Their music is what I listen to, to help make the pain go away. Pain is what I know, it's what I've grown used to, it's the one word I think when someone asks me to sum my life up. This fandom is the most supportive fandom and one I love so much. We get each other, we help each other, we suffer together. For 3 nights I felt like I was apart of something. I felt like I belonged somewhere. The clique is a family and truthfully and honestly will always be the closest thing I'll ever have to a family. Seeing the songs that have gotten me through so many battles I've faced alone and in private, live, was incredible. I experienced it with people who understood those battles, and seeing them performed live hit differently. I am still in disbelief I experienced this. It all feels like such a dream. My mind can't process that this happened. Tyler and Josh, thank you for making music about topics most artist never will. Thank you for making music with meaning and a story. Thank you for making music we can relate to and gives us the strength to continue on. This is the happiest I've ever been and I am just basking in an emotion I've never felt before. These are just a few photos with the most meaning. 1. Me and Debby who told me she'd be my first irl friend as (this May be shocking) I have none. 2. Me meeting one of my mutuals on Twitter. Everyone say hello to Zoey (regionxl.goner) she's great :,). 3. Me crying to Chlorine which hit so much harder than I expected it to live. One of the first songs I cried to off tench and one I listen to all the time. 4. I made Tyler "break character" in this photo by telling him a cheesy fandom joke. 5. Truce Karaoke, do I need to say more? 6. A photo with Misterwives who I've secretly been stanning for 3 years now. 7. A photo with the family (can we pretend Zach didn't hold sting cheese behind my head without my knowledge for my twitter name?) 8. Concert confetti which I will forever keep. 9. Not sure how this photo got on my phone, but thanks Jenna for being a mom and not complaining when I accidentally fell asleep in your lap. 10. The clique, Family 💛🖤. Stay alive |-/'

I post the photo and quickly go in and edit comments to turn them off. Today I don't want to deal with the Demi stans pissed off I was at another concert instead of hers. I am not in the mood for hate comments today.

I plug my phone into the charger and decide in going to just disconnect from it today. I have homework I still need to finish and I also just think I could use a break from social media in general.



Demi's pov

I refresh the feed to see a post from Coraly. The first photo in the album her her and Debby and Coraly is giving a genuine smile. The light and happiness you can se so clearly in her eyes. The next her her and a girl at barricade at the concert. The next is a video of her in tears and I unmute the audio 'I'm so sorry, I forgot you.
Let me catch you up to speed. I've been tested like the ends of A weathered flag that's by the sea.Can you build my house with pieces?
I'm just a chemical. Can you build my house with pieces? I'm just a chemical. Can you build my house with pieces? I'm just a chemical
Can you build my house with pieces? I'm just a chemical.' The tears are just steaming down her face so quickly and I don't think I've ever seen her cry. The next photo is a photo of her and the band and the singer is in the middle of a laugh as he looks at Coraly. The next thing is another video and Coraly videos the screen on stage and all you hear is the arena singing the song. A beautiful sound really. The next photo is one with the band who I know is opening for the band she saw. Joy is on her face in that photo too. The next photo is one with a large amount of people and Coraly has string cheese above her head. The next is a bag of confetti. The next is her laying her head as she sleeps in a girls lap. Then the last is a photo of all the phone lights in the arena.

"She genuinely looks so happy, oh my god." Madison says as she looks at the photos.

"I've never her seen her this happy. She has a light in her eyes that I've never seen before." I say before scrolling down to the caption.

Madison reads it with me and I shed tears as I read it. I refresh my feed after reading the comment to see Coralys posted more photos. The first is with her and Debby and both of them have Coralys usual Instagram aesthetic. The whole grudge theme. Then the next is with the blonde girl and she is trying hard to match Coralys facials but just can't. Then the next is with her and Tyler and they both just look annoyed. Then the last is with Josh and he's also not able to match the mood Coralys set well. I read the caption and it's 'I went to soft in the other caption, but there is no turning back now. I figured this would happen so I made sure to take these photos to prove I'm not soft. Anyway, continue scrolling. Nothing to see here.'

"How are you able to see her posts?" Madison questions.

"She doesn't know I'm following her. I've never liked her stuff like you and everyone else did. So when she went on her blocking episode I got missed accidentally. I can't like her stuff because if I do then she'll know I'm following her and mom won't be able to know when Coralys doing things she shouldn't or not." I say.

"So you only follow her to monitor her Instagram page basically?" She questions.

"Yes." I say.

"Do you think she'll be fine on her own tonight?" Madison asks.

"I think she will be, yes." I lie.

I'm not sure how she'll be on her own tonight. I hate to think about all the things she could do on her own right now with no one to stop her. Coraly seems happy in the photos but now that it's all over, I'm not so sure she's in the same mental state. I think she could be worse than she was before because she's gone from being so happy back to being so low. I want to have faith in Coraly but I don't see her not cutting at the minimum. I just hope she has enough strength not to take complete advantage of the opportunity to do the same thing she's done before. The thing everyone things she's only done once, but in reality has done many more times than once.

"So when you finish touring what's your plans?" Madison asks.

"Go home." I laugh.

"Yeah but it's summer and I know you're not really going to be home for 3 months." She rolls her eyes.

I sigh, "I think I'm going to have Coraly stay the summer with me just so I can spend a little more time with her." I say.

"Does she know?" Madison questions.

"Nope." I say.

It'll more than likely be announced the second I pick her up because I don't see her willingly wanting to come. I see her probably running away to avoid that situation. I'm back to not being her favorite person on earth. Not a position I like to be in, but I really don't blame her for putting me in.

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