outsold arenas, award nominations and multiple songs praised with platinum and gold. people loved her; screaming her name, following through the streets and hoping for an autograph, photo or hug; anything they could take home as a memory. newspapers were creating all kind of lines and rumors to sell their issues, interview requests and photoshoots. but valeriaĀ LOVEDĀ this; the attention, the love and the platform she was put on. her songs, her voice reached people and made them feel something and it wasĀ reward enough. reward for every sleepless night spent in the studio, rushing from one town to another or shooting music videos in one takeĀ Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā the cloud however crumbled to pieces. valeria had always felt safe until then. it all felt likeĀ Ā NOTHINGĀ Ā when the package had arrived; disguised as loving fan-mail. the strong smell of rotten flesh still hunted her. a letter covered in dried blood, human blood. a hand, almost as delicate and small as her own, holding it.
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it was the day it allĀ STARTED ; the nightmare that didnāt want to stop. her whole team in panic and worry; informing local police stations and agencies. they quite literally fled the country overnight and flew her to washingtonĀ āĀ for the press labelled as a meeting for new contracts and negotiations. they believed it. everyone did. they had waited years for the mexican performer to break through in the states. only a very small circle of people knew what was the truth for the sudden cancellation of every upcoming event.
the fbi got involved when the team had rushed to the states, asking for help with a rather serious stalker. they did not only send a body part, but also demanded various personal and inappropriate belongings, such as hair strands, worn lingerie, nude photos among threats to harm her family, friends and well, the artist herself, if theirĀ requestsĀ would be declined. they wanted to use and posses her in any way possible.
since they arrived in washington, valeria hasnāt said much and not more than necessary. her manager did the talking while the woman hid behind sunglasses and a long coat. she felt SO COLD. not coffee, a heater or anything else could warm her shaken body. her jaw was clenched through most of the conversation and she didnāt even listen to them, her mind always cycling back to the threats from the unknown.
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it took her manager various name calls to gain her attention. and while it was absolutely unnecessary, he explained everything in spanish to her; as if she couldnāt understand and speak english just fine. it was his form of drawing a line between them and the american fbi. with a sigh and a small nod ( directed to her manager ) valeria agreed to their plan. by then she wasnāt quite sure what her manager wanted to actually protect. the money and fame he had gained through her or the vulnerable artist who sat shivering in the chair.
clinging again to the warm cup of coffee between her hands, the woman stood up and dared to look at the evidence. clues and photos were put neatly on a wall; exposing everything and yet nothing at the same time. her stomach twisted and turned. they had so little to follow, how could they find them ?
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā šŖ š“š¦š¦ š¦š·š¦š³šŗšµš©šŖšÆšØ.
removing the sunglasses to eye the agent, who was supposed to watch everything from up closeĀ ( meaning that he was to come with them; staying at her side as aĀ ābodyguardā ) valeria shifted to one side rather nervously.
āĀ Ā ā youāve done ... youāve done this multiple times, right ? i mean, uh, ... catching a stalker like this.ā she swallowed hardly.Ā ādo you think the nightmares will stop too, once this is over ?ā chocolate colored eyes met spencerās, as if they could give her an answer she longed for.Ā Ā make this stop. end this nightmare. take the coldness away from my bones.Ā Ā but the woman turned away quickly and made a waving hand gesture; embarrassed by her own question and vulnerability.Ā āsorry, i ... i didnāt meant to. iām, uh ...what i meant is : if thereās anything i can do to help, iām here.ā
Ā ( Ā» a long and plotted starter for the baeĀ @eidetic187ā / starter call Ā ā” )
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