Somewhere, Australia //A.I

Chapter 1: Like September Rain

Hello there, hope if you are reading this you're having an amazing day. If not I hope the sun'll come out tomorrow. This is my first piece of writing so...kinda still new here! ENJOY LOVELIES

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The red needle tips just over the 180 mark.

"Dammit!" I exclaim pounding my fist into the tile. I could throw a fit right now. But what'll that do?

The scale has officially become my worst enemy. Yet every week I drag myself onto it in the glimmer of hope that some miraculous change has occurred. But it never does.

I count to twenty in my head and pad over to the sink. Cold water pumps out of the faucet and I cover my face with the stuff, hoping to rinse off the guilt. A two second look in the mirror is all I allow myself tonight, because I don't wish to dream of my insecurities. Out into the bedroom I go, to finally sleep away the night. At least sleep doesn't come hard. I've never had a problem with insomnia.

I do take my time to think about the next day's events.

"It's just a show...It's what you've been waiting your life to do."

Maybe not here, maybe not now but life gave me lemons so I'm making lemonade.

My stomach rumbles and I groan. I've eaten barley anything all day, but instead of feeding the beast I just roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling. After internally counting to twenty and rolling onto my stomach, sleep finally comes.

*****THE NEXT DAY******

I wake up to my hand shaking. It's been doing that a lot lately. I try to restrain my wrist in the hopes of stopping it. Yet I feel the inconsistent brushing of my hand on the sheets and know it's no use.

"Fine, I guess I deserve something to eat." I stumble out of bed and down to the kitchen.

"Damn you leak!" I shout at my ceiling as the water falls with a rhythmic pattern into a bucket I set out.

Raiding my own fridge I see some apple slices sitting on a plate and eat the rest of those. Ok more like inhale them to obtain every single shred of energy they can offer me. It's not enough, but it'll have to do, along with a glass of milk.

Once I've picked out an outfit that's not too tight and curse at the leak once more, I head out to work.

Today is a slow day, there's absolutely no one here but the daydrinkers, at least they tip well.

"Can I get another beer please?"

"No problem Gill." I nod, sliding another one across the wood counter like a pro. I've had my share of free time to practice that in the three months I've worked here.

Eventually everyone clears out and I close early for the night, remaining untouched by the night crowd that usually bombards us every Friday.

"Have a nice night Syd." calls my boss as he heads out.

"Night. And thanks again for letting me close early." I eagerly reply. He tips his head. "No, I really mean it. Thank you."

"I know, I know. Just make sure you tell me when your angel voice will be kind enough to grace our mic." I blush heavily at the compliment.

"Goodnight!" I call out to him even though the door's already closed.

This is actually happening, I think. I lean my elbows on the counter and run my hands through my hair. I'm actually having my first gig.

"Woo!" I scream doing a little victory dance as I hum the chorus to one of my songs.

I pull out my phone from under the bar and check the time, still an hour until my show. My show. A soft knock rattles me out of my daze.

"Oh sorry sir we're clos-"

"Sorry ma'am, I'm just here to support my best friend Sydney." replied a totally fake man voice.

"August! I told you didn't have to come!"

"Why in the world would I miss this? You're my best friend, and things are finally going your way. I always told you they would. "

"I love you" I say, running out from behind the bar and throwing my arms around her.

"And I love you, like the September rain." She finishes, quoting lyrics from the first song we ever wrote together.

"Well c'mon then, don't want to be late do we." I hold out my hand and she notices my shaking. "Syd, what did I tell you about skipping meals?" I nod and we head out.

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Hope you enjoyed the first part. Sorry about the length, just didn't see a natural stopping point until now.