Starting Over
Chapter 1
*Luna's POV*
"Drink up, bitches! We made it!" Serena as usual was screaming at the top of her lungs, but this time I was as happy as her. Serena, my twin sister Sol, and I finally got signed with a modeling agency that is pretty well known and had successfully finished a photo shoot for Vogue Magazine. Our boys, all part of the same band, are almost done touring. The Neighbourhood's fame grew out of nowhere. One day everything was normal and the next day their song Sweater Weather had made them the band everyone wanted to know about. Serena is dating the one and only Jesse Rutherford, the lead singer, my sister is dating their bassist Mikey Margott, and I'm ENGAGED to the beautifully spectacular Bryan Sammis. That's right, engaged. Bryan proposed a couple weeks before their tour and in one more week he will be back home and we can finally get to planning the wedding.
"Um, excuse me bitch, I'm over here on my fifth shot of tequila and your what, on your second? Come on now, DRINK UP cus we're celebrating tonight." Serena, obviously drunk already, snapped me from my daydream. I haven't been away from Bryan for so long. Yeah, he's been part of other bands and The Neighbourhood has been together a while before their sudden fame and tour, but he's never been to shows outside of California, so I've been to almost all of them. Now they were in London and it is so far away, but I listened to Serena before she force fed me the shots.
"Alright, alright, I'll catch up now."
"No way, now you have to take double of what you've missed so far. Six shots, babe."
"Hell yeahhhhh!!" I could hear my sister chanting from the kitchen followed by the sound of our blender mauling ice, probably mixing us up something a little softer than straight tequila.
"Ugh fine, but you have to count them off." She smirked right then, I knew she loved to make a scene of things so she would have fun.
Almost in unison I could hear Sol and Serena began to count off how many shots I was taking, "....FOUR, FIVE, ANDDDDDD SIX! You did it." Immediately I started laughing. It's crazy how fast you can feel the shots working on you. I'm no lightweight, but anyone would feel it after eight shots, but I wanted more. I wanted to wake up tomorrow and ask myself what the fuck happened last night. As if my sister could read my mind, she walked in with a tray with three tall glass of something pinkish and I didn't even bother to ask what was in it, I just took it. It tasted amazing. I could feel the slight burn that went down my throat and made my body warm but it was mostly masked with a sweet and sour taste that made me crazy. It tasted just like pink lemonade.
"What is this?"
I could tell she knew I liked it because she just giggled and smiled before answering, "I call it Sunshine. Ya know because I made it up and my name means sun."
Serena and I just started to laugh, for no reason really, because if we hadn't been so drunk we wouldn't have found it so amusing. Suddenly Serena ran to her room and brought out her huge purse and pulled out her phone and plugged it into the cord that connected to our speakers for some good music. She put on a song we all knew too well, West Coast, by our lovely boys. She then pulled out a big ziploc filled with the second best thing for this party, weed.
"Let's celebrate for our boys, girls. Drink up, smoke up, live it all up." With that she threw the bag at me, "You're the best roller." She smiled deviously and I knew this night would end well. I sent Bryan a quick goodnight text with a warning as to how fucked up I would get and began to roll as many blunts as my fingers could roll.
*Luna's POV*
"Luna, Luna, Luna. Sol, Sol Sol, wake up." Serena, of course was up and was talking way too loud. She kept jumping on my bed and I could tell I wasn't the only one irritated when Sol threw one of her pillows at her causing a soft thump and an exaggerated ow from Serena.
"Serena. Shut. The. Fuck. Up." I couldn't help from laughing at my sister's words. They were groggy, but each word was short and separated by a quick pause, really exemplifying her frustration.
"What time is it, Rena?" I was the only one that called her Rena. We've known each other since we were little girls because our parents are best friends and when I was smaller I couldn't really say Serena so I would just say Rena and it kind of stuck.
"I have no idea. I can't find my phone. Where's yours?"
"Fuck, I have no idea and it's probably dead. Soli, do you have yours?"
My sister only had to look at us in order to answer. Her eyes were blood shot with huge bags under them and a look that said, 'do you really expect me to know anything right now?'
Serena looked sad, "Luna, please help me look for it. Jess has probably been trying to text me and is probably furious and wondering why I haven't answered." My mind went straight to Bryan and the fact that he's probably been trying to talk to me before the show today and he's most likely reacting the same way Jesse is. I guess Sol figured the same about Mikey because she got up with a certain burst of energy nobody had seen from her yet today.
After much searching, Serena found her phone lodged in the small space between the wall and the speakers held solely by the aux cord. I figured with all of us using one phone we would all be able to talk to our boys really quick before their show since it was 4:53 here meaning that it was almost 9:00 pm in London and their show started at 9:30.
"Holy shit," she chuckled, "I have 53 messages from Jesse. Damn, someone obviously missed me."
"What do they say?" Sol asked. After waiting a bit for her to reply I looked up from my cooking and saw that Serena looked horrified.
"Hey, what's wrong? Is he okay? What's going on?" Sol looked up from her magazine once she noticed my question and mirrored my worried look instantly.
"I don't.... I don't know. He just says there's an emergency and he needs to talk to us. He's pissed cus we haven't picked up our phones." Her usually chipper voice was gone and replaced by a shaky and soft whisper and I could see how worried she was through her blood-shot and watery eyes.
"Hey, it's okay. Just call him and see what's going on. He's still got time before the show." Serena then hit the phone icon next to his name and the phone began to ring. I could tell Jesse picked up instantly because I could hear his muffled voice and although I couldn't really decipher what he was saying I noticed his tone was a little more agitated than usual.
"Babe, are you okay? What's wrong?" Sol and I watched in anticipation. Serena finally smiled, but before Sol and I had time to relax her face began to distort and change into a way more horrified look before she gasped and put her hand to her mouth and with no warning her eyes began to spill tears in a way I have never seen her cry before.
I run to her as fast as I can with Sol by my side. "Is everything okay? What happened Rena?" She looked at me with eyes that informed me that I didn't want to know what was going on.
"Jess wants to talk to you," she hardly breathed out. With trembling fingers I grabbed the phone.
"Hello?"
"Luna, I need to tell you something and trust me I don't want to say this over the phone."
"Jesse, just tell me."
"Uhm," he paused. I just wanted him to get it over with. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew that something was happening that would hurt me and I couldn't stop the tears from forming. "Luna, Bryan... He... He's dead...." He kept talking, but I couldn't really make anything of it after I heard that Bryan had died. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to believe it. He was what made things better, he was my silver lining on a cloud and this couldn't be the end of it. I felt like my heart stopped beating for a second. I couldn't form a coherent thought. My mind couldn't even race. I just kept replaying the words Jesse had said. Bryan was dead. It was over. My happiness was over.
"Drink up, bitches! We made it!" Serena as usual was screaming at the top of her lungs, but this time I was as happy as her. Serena, my twin sister Sol, and I finally got signed with a modeling agency that is pretty well known and had successfully finished a photo shoot for Vogue Magazine. Our boys, all part of the same band, are almost done touring. The Neighbourhood's fame grew out of nowhere. One day everything was normal and the next day their song Sweater Weather had made them the band everyone wanted to know about. Serena is dating the one and only Jesse Rutherford, the lead singer, my sister is dating their bassist Mikey Margott, and I'm ENGAGED to the beautifully spectacular Bryan Sammis. That's right, engaged. Bryan proposed a couple weeks before their tour and in one more week he will be back home and we can finally get to planning the wedding.
"Um, excuse me bitch, I'm over here on my fifth shot of tequila and your what, on your second? Come on now, DRINK UP cus we're celebrating tonight." Serena, obviously drunk already, snapped me from my daydream. I haven't been away from Bryan for so long. Yeah, he's been part of other bands and The Neighbourhood has been together a while before their sudden fame and tour, but he's never been to shows outside of California, so I've been to almost all of them. Now they were in London and it is so far away, but I listened to Serena before she force fed me the shots.
"Alright, alright, I'll catch up now."
"No way, now you have to take double of what you've missed so far. Six shots, babe."
"Hell yeahhhhh!!" I could hear my sister chanting from the kitchen followed by the sound of our blender mauling ice, probably mixing us up something a little softer than straight tequila.
"Ugh fine, but you have to count them off." She smirked right then, I knew she loved to make a scene of things so she would have fun.
Almost in unison I could hear Sol and Serena began to count off how many shots I was taking, "....FOUR, FIVE, ANDDDDDD SIX! You did it." Immediately I started laughing. It's crazy how fast you can feel the shots working on you. I'm no lightweight, but anyone would feel it after eight shots, but I wanted more. I wanted to wake up tomorrow and ask myself what the fuck happened last night. As if my sister could read my mind, she walked in with a tray with three tall glass of something pinkish and I didn't even bother to ask what was in it, I just took it. It tasted amazing. I could feel the slight burn that went down my throat and made my body warm but it was mostly masked with a sweet and sour taste that made me crazy. It tasted just like pink lemonade.
"What is this?"
I could tell she knew I liked it because she just giggled and smiled before answering, "I call it Sunshine. Ya know because I made it up and my name means sun."
Serena and I just started to laugh, for no reason really, because if we hadn't been so drunk we wouldn't have found it so amusing. Suddenly Serena ran to her room and brought out her huge purse and pulled out her phone and plugged it into the cord that connected to our speakers for some good music. She put on a song we all knew too well, West Coast, by our lovely boys. She then pulled out a big ziploc filled with the second best thing for this party, weed.
"Let's celebrate for our boys, girls. Drink up, smoke up, live it all up." With that she threw the bag at me, "You're the best roller." She smiled deviously and I knew this night would end well. I sent Bryan a quick goodnight text with a warning as to how fucked up I would get and began to roll as many blunts as my fingers could roll.
*Luna's POV*
"Luna, Luna, Luna. Sol, Sol Sol, wake up." Serena, of course was up and was talking way too loud. She kept jumping on my bed and I could tell I wasn't the only one irritated when Sol threw one of her pillows at her causing a soft thump and an exaggerated ow from Serena.
"Serena. Shut. The. Fuck. Up." I couldn't help from laughing at my sister's words. They were groggy, but each word was short and separated by a quick pause, really exemplifying her frustration.
"What time is it, Rena?" I was the only one that called her Rena. We've known each other since we were little girls because our parents are best friends and when I was smaller I couldn't really say Serena so I would just say Rena and it kind of stuck.
"I have no idea. I can't find my phone. Where's yours?"
"Fuck, I have no idea and it's probably dead. Soli, do you have yours?"
My sister only had to look at us in order to answer. Her eyes were blood shot with huge bags under them and a look that said, 'do you really expect me to know anything right now?'
Serena looked sad, "Luna, please help me look for it. Jess has probably been trying to text me and is probably furious and wondering why I haven't answered." My mind went straight to Bryan and the fact that he's probably been trying to talk to me before the show today and he's most likely reacting the same way Jesse is. I guess Sol figured the same about Mikey because she got up with a certain burst of energy nobody had seen from her yet today.
After much searching, Serena found her phone lodged in the small space between the wall and the speakers held solely by the aux cord. I figured with all of us using one phone we would all be able to talk to our boys really quick before their show since it was 4:53 here meaning that it was almost 9:00 pm in London and their show started at 9:30.
"Holy shit," she chuckled, "I have 53 messages from Jesse. Damn, someone obviously missed me."
"What do they say?" Sol asked. After waiting a bit for her to reply I looked up from my cooking and saw that Serena looked horrified.
"Hey, what's wrong? Is he okay? What's going on?" Sol looked up from her magazine once she noticed my question and mirrored my worried look instantly.
"I don't.... I don't know. He just says there's an emergency and he needs to talk to us. He's pissed cus we haven't picked up our phones." Her usually chipper voice was gone and replaced by a shaky and soft whisper and I could see how worried she was through her blood-shot and watery eyes.
"Hey, it's okay. Just call him and see what's going on. He's still got time before the show." Serena then hit the phone icon next to his name and the phone began to ring. I could tell Jesse picked up instantly because I could hear his muffled voice and although I couldn't really decipher what he was saying I noticed his tone was a little more agitated than usual.
"Babe, are you okay? What's wrong?" Sol and I watched in anticipation. Serena finally smiled, but before Sol and I had time to relax her face began to distort and change into a way more horrified look before she gasped and put her hand to her mouth and with no warning her eyes began to spill tears in a way I have never seen her cry before.
I run to her as fast as I can with Sol by my side. "Is everything okay? What happened Rena?" She looked at me with eyes that informed me that I didn't want to know what was going on.
"Jess wants to talk to you," she hardly breathed out. With trembling fingers I grabbed the phone.
"Hello?"
"Luna, I need to tell you something and trust me I don't want to say this over the phone."
"Jesse, just tell me."
"Uhm," he paused. I just wanted him to get it over with. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew that something was happening that would hurt me and I couldn't stop the tears from forming. "Luna, Bryan... He... He's dead...." He kept talking, but I couldn't really make anything of it after I heard that Bryan had died. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to believe it. He was what made things better, he was my silver lining on a cloud and this couldn't be the end of it. I felt like my heart stopped beating for a second. I couldn't form a coherent thought. My mind couldn't even race. I just kept replaying the words Jesse had said. Bryan was dead. It was over. My happiness was over.
Notes
Hey guys! I know this is really sad and depressing, but I promise it gets better. Let me know what you guys think. I hope you liked it! And I promise 1D will show up shortly in the chapters.
~Good Vibes~
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Awh, hey darling. I'm so glad you liked it. I'm sorry I haven't updated. I have been writing, but I haven't finished the chapter and I keep going back and editing because when you guys read it, I want it to be perfect. I might update tonight, if not tomorrow. Thank you for the support! Much love xxx <3
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