sublime [2]

[14] u can always count on me

we went back to the hotel we were staying at, but basically, it was only to get out stuff and get in those vans again, as we had to travel to another city.

some went sleeping until they got there, some talking, some eating... i went just looking outta the window. i was still very worried about this whole thing.

when we got to the hotel we were now staying at, i got the key to my room and did the same thing as yesterday: threw myself on the bed and tried relaxing once again.

currently i fell asleep. and when i woke up, it was time to go to another concert.

i stood up and did all i had to do in the bathroom. I looked myself in the mirror and stayed still for a while. i haven't talked to diego in three days. he must be asking himself why.

as i think about that, i leave the bathroom and look around for my phone.

i couldn't find it anywhere, though. so i just gave up. i lied in bed, thinking about what could be going on at home.

when i say home, i don't mean where me and diego live. i mean home. i wonder how my mom is. my dad, my sister, diego, lana... if it's sunny outside or raining. "here!" i say as i find it beside the bed. i take it in my hands and unlock it, looking for diego's contact.

i press the phone button and it starts calling diego. it rings for a while until it stops and diego's voice replaced the beeps. "kota?"

"hi baby." i said smiling a bit to myself. "how are you?"

"i'm... good. you?"

"kinda tired, but i'm good. did i wake you up?" i didn't even think on looking at the time, fuck.

"not really, no. why you callin'?" oh whoa.

"uh... 'cause it's been three days since we last talked, i thought maybe i should call my boyfriend sometimes..." i said making it clear on how stupid his question was.

"kota, it was just a question."

"i know." i say frowning, even though he couldn't see it.

"then stop acting like a bitch. you haven't called in three days, you suddenly called so i just thought you had a reason."

"okay diego, that's enough." i say and hang up.

a sigh leaves my mouth and i find myself wondering if he was just in a bad mood, or if it's because he just woke up... or if he's done with me.

this is why i don't really like being in relationships, it makes me feel bad all the time unless they're by my side and telling me they love me 24/7, but that's impossible.

that fucks me up, to be honest.

"kota, we're leaving." a female voice says from outside the door. how long have i been mourning here?

"okay!" i shout back, quickly standing up and finishing the simple make up i was doing.

skies had just gotten off stage. i looked at the last 3 pics i had taken of him while he spoke to the crowd.

they were beautiful.

i smiled, content with what i had. i let the camera down, hanging around my neck.

as i started walking towards the stairs to go backstage, someone shouted my name from the crowd. i turned around to see who it was. it was a girl, with a smile stamped on her face. i frowned, not sure if she was actually calling my name.

"kota!" she called again, this time looking at my eyes. i got closer to her. "hi! can i have a picture with you, please?"

that got me by surprise. i know i'm diego's girlfriend and skies' ex, but this wasn't happening as often as it used to.

i nodded my head to the girl as i posed and she took her phone out. she positioned her phone in front of us and smiled at the camera.

"thanks, kota! i love you!" once again, i smiled at the girl. but it was a genuine smile. i was genuinely happy right now.

"i love you too!" i told her before i walked back.

"ooou, why are you so smiley today?" skies asked, giving me a scare as i walked past him.

"fuck!" i said, because of the scare. "well, i'm just happy. is that a problem?" i asked smirking.

"no, not at all. i love seeing your smile." he winked at me, making me giggle.

"that's good, right?" i laugh.

"dead right." he says, now leaving the wall he was leaning on to walk beside me. "so how you been?"

"i've been good, actually. a bit worried about some shit but nothing too serious. what about you?"

"shit, that's good to hear. and yeah i've been good as well. hella excited about this tour. but hey, what has been worrying you?" he asked looking down to the ground.

"just some dumb shit."

"tell me." he insists once again.

"nah, it's nothing, as i said. nothing to worry about." i smile at him, getting a smile back.

"i know you, and i know you ain't gon' tell me what it is. well, not right now." he winks at me. "but i'm talking serious now, if you want to tell me something or talk to me about something, you know you can." he stops walking, and pulls me by one hand, passing his arms around my body. "you can always count on me, kota. i'll be there any time you need me." he hugged me, and even though i took a while to process it, i hugged him back.

"thanks, for real." i said still hugging him. i didn't know why he was saying all of this. i mean, sure, i said some shit was worrying me, but i don't think it would be something to make him say all of this.

"nah, you don't have to thank me." he smiled again, and i could see that now because we pulled away seconds ago.

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