Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(60)

He looks at his watch. “About now. Once he’s finished, I will have everything ready.” He gives me a thumbs-up before walking away. Naomi and I head to the side of the stage. I watch as Nate sings.

It’s been all over the papers, online, that he always sings a song about loss, love, heartbreak. I have tried to move on. I know most people will think I’m a complete idiot to give him a second chance after what he did to me, but fuck them.

I know they would take him back without giving it a second thought.

I watch as he sings up his last song, seeing the hurt written all over his face. This is the last concert on tour and I want it to be memorable for him. He finishes and thanks the crowd. When he is about to walk off stage all the lights turn off.

“God, this is so fucked up, but so romantic. Are you sure you can move on and be with him?” Naomi quickly says.

“I love him. I need to give that a chance.”

She squeezes my hand.

I step onto the stage and start to sing Florence and the Machine’s “Never let me Go.” I have the mask in place. When the song kicks in, a light shines on me as I start to sing louder. Nate turns and looks at me in surprise.

The crowd goes crazy, screaming and cheering.

I walk slowly to Nate. He looks at me like he’s dreaming, like I’m not here. I take hold of his hand and then start to sing the chorus. I want him to know that I’m all in. I want to be with him.

I never want him to let me go.

I want him to always fight for me.

For us.

He stays there watching me, tears falling down his cheeks. I step in closer, singing to him and when the song picks up once again, I step back, my hand going to the back of my head and I slowly take off the mask, dropping it to the floor.

He comes running to me, lifting me, twirling me around before he puts me down, his lips going on mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him back with everything I have.

“I love you. I love the girl behind the mask. I love the girl who looked after me, who always cared,” he cries to me.

“I love you too. I love the boy who has my heart,” I whisper. He kisses me once again.

We both have addictions.

It turns out that our main ones are each other.



THE END





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Sky


I take in a deep breath and look out the window of the cab I’m sitting in. I can’t believe I’m here. I pay the driver and hop out. He helps me grab my suitcases from the trunk and wishes me a good day.

Today is a good day.

I’m finally away from my controlling parents and moving in with my sister. I shake my head, getting rid of all the nasty words they spewed at me as I was leaving. They basically disowned Lake, their eldest daughter. Since I was the only child left, they put all their expectations and demands on me. I felt all the pressure to be the good daughter. The one with a future they can dictate and manipulate.

Control.

I push the memories away, not wanting to ruin this moment. Rolling my suitcases up the marble path to a two story house, I look around and see children laughing as they ride their bikes; people talking, waving at each other as they walk past. I feel like I walked into Pleasantville.

I love it though. It’s different from my norm and that is exactly what I need.

I take in another deep breath as I knock on the white door and wait. My heart is beating frantically. I haven’t seen my sister in over four years. Not since she left, telling our parents to basically go fuck themselves. Her words, not mine. She found love and moved in with her boyfriend, Leon. She knew how to get out of their clutches. She found the loop hole.

The day she left, I felt like my whole world crashed down around me. She was the one thing that kept me going. She made the horrible days bearable. She begged for me to come with her but I was underage, so I couldn’t. I was stuck with them.

I remember holding her, not wanting to let go. Tears sliding down my cheeks as Dad pulled me away. Telling his oldest daughter that she was a waste of space. Nothing but a disappointment. She had screamed for me to stay strong, that she would stay in touch. That we would be together again. I knew it broke her heart to leave me. But I understood why she did it. Growing up in that place was our personal hell.

I wanted to leave so many times. I wanted to run away and never look back. They knew I couldn’t. If I left, I wouldn’t be able to touch my trust fund. The trust fund that my grandmother left me. They found a way to dig their claws in and never let go. Until now.

I packed my things and left without looking back. I know it will catch up with me, but now, now I am free. Lake kept her promises and we stayed in touch over Facebook. She kept me updated on her life and her relationship with Leon, which is still going strong. He’s in a band that she helps manage. They aren’t anything big, but my sister has high hopes for them. She sent me their songs from time to time, knowing I love music, and I’m sure I know every word at this point. I think they will make it big.

As soon as I told her I was leaving, she offered me the spare room in her home. She lives with Leon and the guitarist of the band, Dominic. She mentioned him a few times, but she normally gushes over her man more than anyone else. She is head over heels and I couldn’t be happier. She deserves to be happy. We talked for months, planning and preparing for this day, and now it’s finally here.