Born To Shine

Born To Shine (16)

Chapter 16

~Back to Lizzie’s POV~

I leaned against the couch, tired with my guitar in my hand as I strummed it carelessly. There wasn't anything for me to do really. I was still off the hook for a few more days.

But that doesn't mean I was going to mope around and do nothing. I decided I might as well help with the recording, I had a big part in it and if I don't do my part Shane wouldn't be able to do his. We had a duet.

I watched everyone else contribute to their part and helping everyone with others as if nothing ever happened.

Well nothing happened to them I was just happy they didn't treat me with sympathy. Well everyone could apart from Shane he still didn't know.

After a few more minutes of strumming Trisha came and sat next to me.

"Hey." She said.

"Hey." I returned.

"How are you? You alright?" She asked cautiously. I gave her a small, half-hearted smile.

"Yeah I'm fine, I guess how's the recording going?" I asked. I wasn't really paying attention to what they were doing exactly I just watched. If that made any sense.

"Alright, we are getting there..." She said and then paused. I c****d my eyebrow at her she seemed like she needed to say something.

"Carry on..." I said.

"Shane wants you to start recording with him. Are you up to it?" She asked hesitantly.

"Yeah... Why wouldn't I be?" I asked confused.

"It's just that and all that and stuff..." She trailed. I shook my head at her.

"I'll be fine. Really." I assured. I was happy to have Trisha, she wouldn't replace Elise she would just be there instead of her.

"Good. Well, he's waiting." She said and then gestured to him. He was leaning against the wall whilst being engaged in a conversation with his band. I nodded and then took my guitar off my lap and then placed it where I sat. I made my way to the other side of the room to him.

They stopped their conversation and no one really spoke. So I decided to.

"You wanted to do the recording?" I said quietly but loud enough for them to hear. Shane nodded and then straightened himself from the wall.

"Warm up in there." He said and pointed at the microphone which was in the sound booth. I nodded and then made my way. I opened the door to the empty room. I walked to the microphone and then put the headphones on.

Mark was sitting in front of the soundboard, he pressed the intercom so he could talk to me.

"What song Liz?" He asked. I thought for a moment then decided.

"I don’t need a song I’ll just sing," I said. He gave me a curious look.

"Are you sure?" He asked. I nodded. He shrugged it off and then took his hand off of the intercom. I silently breathed, wanting my voice to come out as if nothing was wrong and then started singing.

My voice was still a little off at first but from all my practice from over the years, it became normal in almost an instant. I crooned over the words as I normally did, ignoring the lyrics I was singing but I could tell that who ever was watching wasn’t. I couldn’t blame them though, it wasn’t often that I sang lyrics about the pain I felt. But it was my own song, something of my own invention after the past couple of days in hell and I could feel the words come from my heart and I almost felt like a huge weight was being taken off of my shoulders.

The song progressed and I was consumed into the music at this point. I didn’t care who was listening. Right now I’m protected by the music.

I ended the song perfectly in sync and then focused on the people in front of me. Everyone was looking at me looking like they felt concerned but also as if they were in awe.

Did I sing it wrong? I'm pretty sure I nailed it.

"Was that bad?" I asked, unsure on how to feel.

Most of them shook their head in unison. Shane muttered something under his breath and then turned away. Mark pressed his finger onto the intercom.

"That was... like you were spilling your heart out..." Mark said.

"Like you are showing people how you feel..." Johnny trailed.

"That was so emotional and powerful. We can all see that you performed it with your heart and soul. Simply amazing." Matt said.

"I feel crummy now. Like I don't deserve to be here and watch let alone and be in your band." Tony said.

"Lizzie you are amazing already. Amazing didn't even cover it but this... it's another level." Trisha said.

Isn't this just overreacting? Okay, I did feel good about what I had sung, it expressed how I feel at the moment. It can't be that good, could it?

"Thank you guys that means a lot. So um now what I'm warmed up." I said sheepishly.

"Come outside we need to discuss the duet," Shane said speaking for the first time. I nodded and took off the headphones. I put them back on the microphone stand and then left the sound booth.

I walked to where Shane was standing but before any of us could speak. The door shot open revealing a very angry Stacy.

She was stylishly dressed it her short attire, you could barely call it clothes and then she was all done up like a model. She stalked over to me and Shane. If looks could kill I was already dead. But I wasn't afraid of her.

She then turned her gaze to Shane.

"Do you care to explain yourself, Shane?" She said.

Was it bad to say I was already frustrated with her whining voice? I felt bad for Shane, he would always have to be with her. I kind of pitied her too and I hope she finds someone for more than just s*x.

"What did I do?" Shane asked annoyed. I could tell he was annoyed with her voice as well.

"How could you stand there with this slut and act all innocent?!" She cried and gestured to him.

Okay, now I'm confused what did I do? Shane and I gave her confused expressions.

"Oh don't act all innocent with me! I know you cheated on me with this ugly w***e who can't even dress!" She whined. I didn't let myself get affected by the words I was a little confused and slightly amused?

"Aren't you a little late? That was last week's news." Trisha inputted. Stacy shot her a glare. Before she could say anything bad to Trisha I interrupted.

"Let me get this straight. You are here glaring at me and all because I can't colour coordinate?" I asked changing the subject slightly. It was a good point plus I didn't really care about what I had to wear. She turned to me and gave me an 'are you stupid' look.

"No b***h you are so dumb as well! I am here to warn you to stay away from my Shane!" She shrieked. Was it bad to say I felt good seeing her like this?

I took two steps back from Shane, I swear she isn't going to be happy to what I am going to say now.

"Am I far away enough from him for you now?" I asked. I don't know what made me do this but it felt good to stand up for myself instead of just watching.

With my comment, I got a few laughs and an inconspicuous smirk from Shane. Stacy, well I don't think she could get any madder. Her face was a bright shade of red.

"You know what I f*****g mean all don't act like you don't!" She shouted at me. I decided to be serious this time.

"Yeah, I know what you mean Stacy. Sorry for my previous comments. Now, about Shane have him. I never wanted him, the story was fake, so you have your Shane, do whatever you want with him." I said. The apology was sincere and so was everything else I said.

She glared at me but still looked taken aback by my words.

"You are just saying that! I know you want him and you can't! He is mine! Touch him you are dead." She threatened. I don't think she'd get I don't want him would she?

"Don't worry I won't. It isn't going to happen, frankly, I've got better things to do go after other girl's guys." I stated. I hoped was for the last time. But the look on her face proved me wrong.

"You are just a jealous b***h! You can't except the fact that I am far more beautiful than you and actually able to get myself a guy! Your music is s**t, I don't even know how people listen to it let alone the fact I don't get why you are even here! You can't even sing! You are just f*****g with my guy!" My ears started to hurt and I became frustrated, couldn't the girl understand English?

"I am not f*****g with your guy! I don't want him, he and everyone in this room know that. Is that too hard for you room get into your head? Or is your brain too small to acknowledge the fact I am not interested! Plus I wouldn't want to be you! And you can be many things but there's this thing called dignity why don't you go scrap up whatever you have of it left!" I said in a harsh tone. I was never the one to get angry but she was just crossing the line.

She first looked taken aback by my speech and Shane looked offended. I could tell the others were shocked. Especially Mark, Johnny and Tony they have never seen me like this or close.

Stacy then composed her face so it was expressionless.

"That was a fail and so was your father's condom." She sneered.

My heart skipped a beat and then started to beat rapidly in my ribcage, my breaths were low and slow, tears made way to my eyes but I blinked them back forbidding them to fall.

I couldn't be seen weak.

My knees began to weaken slightly and my palms were hot a sweaty. Stacy smirked thinking she had won.

Shane looked at me confused about my reaction.

"You just crossed the line b***h get the f**k out of here. Now." Mark said.

"Yeah b***h! You are just a f*****g w***e, I bet Shane doesn't even like you and only uses you for s*x. Now leave, I don’t think you have any dignity left to scrap up,” Trisha said.

I words didn't register in my head so quick because of the feelings whirling in me. I hated it when people brought up my parents especially like that.

I last saw Stacy then to Shane and glare at him.

"We are through anyway now you are free to mingle with that w***e of your's!" She said before stomping off. I still hadn't calmed down and left the room and went to my own.

I sat on my bed in silence. I picked up the picture frame which was beside my bed and looked at it. It was my family picture.

A tear soon dropped from my face to the glass. I wiped it away and heard a knock at the door.

"Can I come in?" Trisha asked. I wiped the wetness from my eyes. I wanted someone with me but I didn't want pity.

"Yeah," I said loud enough for her to hear. The door opened then closed. Trisha sat beside me and put her arm around my shoulders.

"You are beautiful in every way don't listen to your haters." She said and then gave me a hug.