The spotlight was too bright. The music was too loud.
I could barely stand as my head ached and my knees trembled. I only had less than a minute left before the song ended, I just had to pull through.
Now the room was spinning around. And I'm so damn tired. Billy said that stupid pill would fix me right up. What was I thinking? He's a damn liar and a thief.
Fuck..just breathe. Just keep breathing.
"I never meant it, to start a war.
I don't even know, what we're fighting for, oh"
I clutched the mic stand for dear life as the song came to a close and the audience applauded. I bowed, flashed a smile and walked off the stage. Only seconds passed until my knees buckled under my weight.
Angus caught me in his arms, his voice melting into the chorus of already shouting voices. The pounding in my head was unbearable, an all consuming pain that left me with one thought.
Fuck...how did I get here?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Never Was There Ever A Girl So Pretty
Ficción GeneralVasilisa Linden was one of the biggest rising stars in Hollywood. A natural dancer and actress, but God, did they love it when she sang. John F Kennedy adored it when she sang. Her life takes a dramatic turn upon meeting the president of the United...
