Letters to a Rockstar

Deep sea diving(in my tub)

" I am craving chocolate cupcakes." I said out of the blue one afternoon while me and Sammi were sitting down coloring out of coloring books.

She looked up at me and laughed. "What??" I said as she laughed harder. I threw a crayon at her as she snorted and laughed.

I grabbed a pillow from the couch above me and I started smacking her. "WHAT is SO funny!?? I am craving some fucking chocolate cupcakes. I want to make some." I said as she calmed down from her sudden giggle fit. "I am sorry honey, it was just so random! Like out of nowhere you said this to me. Come on! I will make them, you can help decorate them! How does that sound?" She asked as I nodded. We picked up our stuff and put my crayons back into the clear bucket and snapped it shut.

She helped me stand up and held onto me as I gained my balance. I nodded once I was okay and grabbed my crutches. I followed her to the kitchen and I smelled the fresh air blow into the house. It was November and fall was slowly coming. Tourists were slowing down a bit at the museums a bit due to the holiday seasons.

I sat down at the cozy barstool and propped my crutches up beside me. Sammi got the ingredients to make her famous chocolate cupcakes. We were the only ones home besides my doctor. My family had to go on tour since they were touring with BVB. They were headlining the international tour.

Sammi was staying with me for the remainder of the time. Jake was now dating a girl named Inna and she was touring with him. I had not meant her yet, but Sammi says she is a sweetheart. Her and Jinxx are going strong. They will be trying for a baby here as soon as the tour is done.

Ashley and I were doing good. He would call me or skype me once a day and text me when he could. He was moving in his stuff during their holiday break into his old spare room here. Sammi was staying with me in my room. There was a couch that pulled into a bed with a down topper. It was a full and she was cozy.

Whenever the guys stayed, they would use their rooms. She just wanted to be nearby me in case. I found that darling and I could not say no.

"Have you heard from Ash yet today?" She asked as she handed me a spoon and we ate the rest of the batter out of the bowl. "Nope. He said they had a double press conference and photo shoot today. He was going to try to call later." I said as she smirked. I playfully smeared some batter on her nose and she gasped. She did the same back and in seconds we were in a full on food fight.

"OH MY GOD!" We heard a familiar voice yell. I looked over and my doctor was standing at the staircase with her jaw to the floor. She busted out laughing and shook her head. I felt chocolate get in my hair and I turned back and Sammi shrugged. I returned the favor and she gasped. Once we were done, we were covered in chocolate. From head to toe.

I heard the doorbell ring and Molly began to bark loudly as Sammi went to answer the door. Covered in chocolate I may add.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING HERE???" She yelled in shock. I grabbed my crutches and stood up. My feet hit the floor and in seconds I was looking at my doctor. "Your hips gave way from weakness. Lets get you changed and cleaned up." She said as I nodded and we made our way out of the kitchen.

"What happened to you???" I heard a male voice say as I looked over. My hips began to scream and I was screaming. "LET THE FUCK GO!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed before I could see through my chocolate hair who it was. My doctor scooped my now 95 pound body up and carried me upstairs. My weight was dropping still despite the nutrition I got from my yogurt and smoothies. The disease was just slowly dropping the weight.

She sat me down on my stool and grabbed some clothes and returned and shut the door. In her hand was a shot. Before I could protest, she began pushing it into my hand port. I vomited into the bucket as it burned into my body. "SHIT!" I yelled as she finished and flushed me out. She tightened up my port and threw away the vials. In seconds I was paralyzed and in no pain. She stripped me down and threw the clothes into the hamper that lead to downstairs.