#azurelys

every  fiber  in  her  being  knew  that  what  samruey  said  was  true.  all  of  it.  life  had  gone  upside  down  and  nothing  was  as  it  had  been  a  few  weeks  before.  back  then  exhaustion  and  creative  burnout  were  the  issues  she'd  worried  about  ,  not  where  she  would  stay  when  she  pissed  samruey  or  logan  off  eventually.  like  she  always  did  ,  she'd  find  some  way  to  fuck  up  and  get  even  them  angry  at  her.  and  then  all  she'd  have  was  gabriel  ,  because  he  was  contractually  obligated  to  make  sure  she  didn't  disappear  off  the  face  of  the  earth.  pang  of  homesickness  reverberated  in  her  chest  ,  but  she  shook  her  head.  "  i  just  need  to  put  my  fucking  head  down  and  get  on  with  it  ,  sam  ,  "  she  groaned.  "  if  i  go  home  and  see  dad  i'll  just  dwell  on  it  and  he'll  make  me  talk  about  all  the  shit  that's  happened.  "  tone  sharper  than  she  intended  ,  she  rubbed  her  eyes  like  samruey  had  done  just  before  ,  smudging  eyeliner  on  the  ball  of  her  hand  and  under  her  eyes.  "  sorry.  i  just  ...  i  can't  wallow.  "  

another day, another party to spin at. he was at the top of his game, and had no plans on falling from the high he was riding. life was good, he had everything he wanted at the tips of his fingers - fame, success, notoriety - what more could a man want? it was an afternoon on a weekday, but when you were rich and famous and lived somewhere like california where it was always sunny, parties happened every day of the week. and today was no different. spinning and an exclusive brand launch party in a bel air mansion, he’s doing his thing in the dj booth, unable to help the wide smile on his face as he watches the crowd goes wild over his mix. and then he spots her, and his day gets even better. shamelessly and without hesitation, sunglasses are pushed to his forehead as he grabs the mic. “emira fucking altintas, get your fine ass up here!” he says along with the beat drop, causing the crowd to go wild as he flashes a wink towards the dark haired beauty.

"  if  i've  got  to  witness  this  with  my  own  eyes  ,  so  do you.  "  sadie  handed  her  phone  to  sam  ,  imessage  conversation with  her  dad  open  to  two  pictures.  "  he's  trying  to  cheer  me  up.  "  if  she wasn't  absolutely  buzzing  with  a  combination  of  molly  and cocaine  ,  it  wouldn't  have  worked.  however  ,  she'd  spent  one awful  night  with  the  band.  sobbing  uncontrollably  ,  throwing up  from  stress  ,  sweating  out  the  copious  amount  of  coke. the  day  after  that  ?  she  refused  to  be  weak  ,  but  she couldn't  do  it  without  supplementing  ...  not  that  she  was  going  to  let  the  band  know  that.  "  it's  working.  he's  a  fucking dumbass.  "