Eloise's POV:
We laid there, together, for a few more moments. She had fallen back into my arms and I had placed my chin on the top of her head, my chin rising and falling slower and slower as her breaths became more stable. Courtney took a few sharp breaths in before turning to me again, her glassy eyes locking with mine.
"I-I, I think I'll have a shower and then we can talk, okay?"
I nodded, "Sure thing, sounds like a good idea.", rubbing the side of her arm as she slowly stood up. As she turned to walk towards the bathroom I saw her take a slight stumble before collecting herself.
"You right?", I gently asked, she responded with a quick "Yep," before hurrying to the bathroom. I got up from the couch and went to pack away the food that was still sitting out on our balcony. I let out a slight sigh, imagining what the night could have been like if it had taken a different - a more positive turn. I was so lost as to what I needed to do. As I cleared away the plates to the sink and peered back out through the window I noticed my phone, still face down on the table. Still hearing the shower running I walked back over and flipped into my hand. 3 missed notifications.
Vicki Manser: Hey, sorry to bother just checking you got my first message.
Vicki Manser: Sorry, just bit worried about Courtney give me a call.
Vicki Manser: Hey El, just checking you guys are alright.
I quickly unlocked my phone and rung Vicki.
PHONE CALL:
V: Hey! Sorry for all the texts thanks for calling me. You doing okay? How's Courtney?
E: Hey, uh no - thanks for letting me know. Um, things aren't too great but we're okay I was just hoping you could let me know if something happened at work today?
V: Yeah well um I had noticed she seemed a bit off you know and I know you already know about the whole situation with Millie this morning so I thought it could have just been from that but I think it's something bigger. I noticed she didn't eat anything between shows, and then when she was getting changed throughout the day she kept wanting to use the bathroom - you know how we never do that. Anyway after the last show when she went into the bathroom we heard a loud thud and for a few moments she wasn't responding but she ended up walking out saying she was fine... but then when I saw her getting changed I noticed that well, I'm not sure if you've noticed it too but she seems to have lost a lot of weight. I mean it's not something I pay attention to but it doesn't look healthy for her you know. I've just been so worried, sorry if that has freaked you out.
E: Oh wow, thank you for all of that. I just can't believe it. I feel so hopeless and so guilty.
V: Don't feel guilty. I'm sure it will all be okay, she's probably just stressed but really keep an eye out on her, I will at work.
E: Yeah thank you, I mean I don't even know if she'll be at work for a bit.
V: Oh no really? What happened?
E: It doesn't matter for now, I'll get back to you okay?
V: Yep sounds good, love you!
E: Love you too, bye.Eloise's POV:
I was in shock. I couldn't believe all of this was happening and I didn't even know it. How I wished that Courtney was okay. As I wandered back into the house I heard the shower still running. It had been a while. I approached the bathroom and knocked on the door."Courtney you doing alright?"
There was no response. Perhaps the water was too loud. I spoke a little louder.
"Courtney, you okay?".
Still no reply.
"Courtney I need you to let me know you're okay,"
Nothing. I wrapped my hand around the door handle and began moving it up and down trying to break through the lock on the opposite side.
"Courtney!"
I began to yell.
There was no sound from the other side apart from the steady stream from the shower.
"Courtney!"
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Behind The Curtain - A Six The Musical FanFiction
Fanfiction'SIX The Musical' has taken the musical theatre industry by storm, reaching top charts and surpassing all expectations.... but what really goes on behind the infamous purple curtain?