Authors note
So, I really enjoyed the turn out of my last chapter so I made the conscious decision to make the rest of the book the Narrators POV, unless it's a chapter that involves sexual encounters, and here's why, Chase's life becomes more and more consumed with Abel, meaning he has little to no time to write at this point of the book, and I have MAJOR plots for this book and it's only really gonna work from a narrators POV from here on out.
Good songs for this chapter
Heads will roll - yeah yeah yeahs
Enjoy xoxo
---------------- Corruption stems from home.
Narrator Pov
November 5th
6:20The audience jumps from their chairs applauding as the curtains come to a close.
An instrumental Alice Theme playing in the house by this point.
The curtains re open and the cast make their way out onto the stage.
The tea party crew and Alice being the last to join.
They all connect hands , causing the applause to grow louder sending a bubbly feeling within the cast.
They bow.
The curtains close once more.
Echo: I think that was a great opening night. (She tugs at her skirt due to it being to snug)
Alex: yeah, I can't wait to see the recording of it, I know it's good.
They make their way through the back stage doors and along the corridor approaching the lobby doors.
The footsteps echoing throughout the corridor.
Echo pushes open the lobby doors in a hurry rushing through them to meet with her family.
Abel takes notice of the quickness in Echo and his head shoots up, giving Chase a questioning look before leaving his presence.
Chase stands there right before the two doors.
He's aware Echos parents are right between those two doors.
The next step he takes is a step into fate, the picture not nearly vivid enough in Chases head, even though he seems to know exactly how it's going to go.
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