The Bad Boy's Singer

14. Her

“There are no regrets in life, just lessons.”

— Jennifer Aniston

Sometimes, all I needed in life was a purpose; a breakthrough from the negative feelings around me. Every person had that that destructible thing that they wished to inflict on someone who never gave up on them. They always chose the good person to hit rather than the bad person, and it wasn't fair how I got deserted from my own truth.

It wasn't fair how he was the one who got to run away. I had all my life trying to run from my mom and when I finally did, I got left alone when I showed my unprotective side.

I was hurt. I had to admit that when he had his strong back to me, I felt alone and I wanted him to comfort me but it dawned on me that I had only myself for comfort and he wasn't anything meaningful to me. He was just trying to play with me; an act of fake care.

Trails of anger replaced my hurt and I vowed that I would never show anybody my vulnerability. The flash that crossed his eyes told me he didn't believe me but it wasn't his story to believe. He had no right whatsoever over me and I had to make sure it stayed that way.

Professor Diana talked to me once I reached the training hall. She had on a mesmerizing white halter dress with black butterfly designed sandals along with her natural make up that had nude brown lipstick and light pink eye shadow.

"How are you holding up here?" she questioned.

"It's going good, I am ready for the contest," a challenging flare is kept inside of me as I look at the other competitors from different programs, "I will not let you down, thank you for believing in me," I told her as she held both my hands in appreciation.

"I see a superstar out of you, I believe in you." She boldly state and I squeezed both of her hands before I went up to join Lea and Amanda. They had polar personalities; Lea was less talkative and Amanda was a social queen. I was full on quiet because I was more into listening rather than talking.

Professor Diana seemed anxious as we waited for the last competitor to show up but he didn't so we decided to start the show without him.

"Alright, Lea, you go first," Professor Diana announced and we cheered for her when she took the stage amongst the quite hall.

She appeared to be let down by the disappearance of Xavier Adams but the show must go on.

As the rehearsals started, I practiced on my runs for my song choice and Professor Diana taught me some tricks for my vocal changes to add in a divine clarity to my chords. We had fun when I sang with Amanda and Lea danced around me making me laugh.

It was a good evening until he came.

"I was late, I know-" he started and I found a hint of blood on the hem of his shirt that was unnoticeable to everyone but me.

"Get out, come with me," professor Diana wasn't a good sight when she got angry, Xavier looked like a mess with messy hair and dark eyes managed to look effortless in front of everyone.

"Alright." He huffed as he followed her like a puppy and I pretended to listen to Amanda as she talked about what she would wear in the concert.

I willed myself to smile and interact but I wasn't feeling good from the pill that I took. It was because my body didn't get used to it and I felt light on my feet when I stood up.

Professor Diana and Xavier came back laughing, a part of me wished he never came back but when I felt myself shaky, I had to immediately sit back down.

"Are you alright?" Lea asked, she was concerned because she was the only who saw my condition. The others focused on their practices.

"Yes, peachy," I answered, placing my legs in front of me to keep myself steady on the floor.

"Professor Diana is calling you, get up there." Lea informed and true enough, everyone stared at my direction. I had zoned out and I didn't even notice.

I feebly walked up the stage and professor Diana frowned when she saw how I was walking like a drink addict. She didn't let me sing when she walked me to the side holding me up as my eyes closed and opened.

"Rayna, what did you take?" amongst my blurry sight, I could see her fret over me as she signaled for someone to carry me to my room.

I felt like I was on cloud nine.

"A herbal pill, it's not supposed to do that to me," I whispered to the professor.

"For what?" she pressed.

"Sleeping and throwing up." I said when I felt the blurred arms carry me out taking the time to carefully walk out the steps of the royal hall. Juilliard's most biggest hall out of the entire different halls.

I was ashamed that it was my first training and I took that pill. I shouldn't have listened to her. She made it worse for me and I couldn't handle the suspicion that she could have tricked me.

The big arms settled me down on bed after he used the key professor Diana took out of my pocket and I couldn't see the face properly but my blurriness detected emerald and that was enough to make me furious.

"Get out of my room," I screamed and he didn't care as he took off my boots to place me under the covers as I thrashed making it harder for him. "I want you gone, go back to your sob story and leave me alone." I snapped, I could hear him sigh at my words that he left behind him.

"Have a good night." That was the only thing I heard when sleep came over me.