My eyes scanned over the content on the paper, this entire situation was making me completely nervous. What if this doesn’t go well? What if everyone gets upset and they all end up hating me? I didn’t want anything bad to happen, but by the looks of how my life is going so far.. something will get messed up. I griped the pen tight in my hand, knowing I’ll have to sign my name at the end of this thin stack of papers. My agent was steadily asking questions, she just wanted to make sure it was all correct.

There wasn’t anyone who was more worried than my mother at the moment. She sits in the chair beside me, sighs leaving her mouth at a constant thirty second rate, if not less. She’s always wanted to keep me protected, and I know she’s afraid that something will happen. I am too, I really am afraid that it will all crash and burn, like everything else in the past. My worst fear, though, is probably losing my fans, or upsetting them. I’d hate to do that to them. They idolize me, and I love them all, and if I screw up.. they’ll all see it – the whole world will see it.

Marissa snaps her fingers in my face, grabbing my attention. I huff lightly as I realize they were on the final page and the overall context was about to be spat out to me by this man, this greedy producer. My obnoxious producer. Apparently I need more attention from the public so they will be more attracted to my music.

“I need you to understand this list of things I’m about to say, alright?’’ He says to me. I give him a nod and a hand gesture, telling me to hurry up and get it over with. From the corner of my eye I saw my mom tense up in her chair, she knew it was almost that time to put the ink on the paper. The crucial part of it all, if I screw up.. they have proof that I agreed to every single word on this contract.

“You shall engage in public, but keep it light at first and gradually get more into it. You two must accompany each other at very award show, red carpet event, and related events from this time until the end of the contract, or until one of you break it.’’ His eyes glance up to meet mine before continuing to read over the paper.

“Within the first month don’t answer any questions about it, nor rumors. We shall give you approval in the months to come. Also, you must distance yourself from rumored hook ups, relationships, and potential partners. You have also agreed to tell only one single person outside of this room and this contract about this, you must have trust in them to keep it a sealed secret, or you know what will happen.’’ He stops himself to take a breath.

I gulp gently, I knew my person already, before I even came in here and knew that I was allowed to tell only one person.. I was going to tell them anyways.

“However, if you desire to have any real relationships with anyone you must keep it private, one hundred percent undercover, more than you will be now. Do you understand the rules and guidelines I just read out to you? If not, please don’t hesitate to ask a question, all will be taken seriously.” He ends his lecture about what I can and can’t do for the next however many months it will be.

“Sexual relations.. will they be required to do so, or not?’’ My mom blurts out suddenly, shocking me a little. My eyes land on my knees and I await to hear the answer. I honestly wanted it to be a ‘no’, but these days, and with these business people, you never truly now.
“No. But if they desire to, then that’s their own personal thing. We do not care to know.’’ He answers the question simply. I look up to see him giving me some sort of look, like an expression of disappointment. I shrug it off and keep listening.

“Traveling requirements as well, or no?’’ Marissa asks him, her eyes glued to the balding man in the leather chair behind the wooden desk.

“Occasionally, yes. But holidays from here on out can be negotiated between the two of them.” He informs her of this. Thankfully I can spend Christmas with my family, my mother, my sister – and not with the other victim in this situation.
“Can I get your final signature here, please? And I need to verbally hear you say you agree, as well.’’

I stare at the paper as I lean up, my elbow on top of the desk as I prepare myself to sign this damn paper. What lies beyond this point? Well, that I’m not too sure of. I know it can’t be anything too peachy and perfect, at least based on who I have to deal with for a while. This forced relationship cannot make me love anybody, hell it doesn’t even say I have to like them, or their friends! I just have to pretend.

I have to lie. I have to lie to myself, to my fans, to my haters, to the world.. to my mother. My mother knows this is a damn lie, she knows. And she’ll have to sit there and watch my face pop up on the television screen, rumors spreading and death threats boiling all over the damn world. My mother has to watch me live a damn lie.. just so my name can make some money for these no good douche bags that hold my entire career in their greedy, nasty hands.

A lie.

“I fully agree.. to this terms.. and I understand my consequences. I will not disobey what I’ve been.. told. I will deny the rumors at first, and I will pack on the affection in the upcoming weeks. I will do as I am directed, and I will respect the other person to an extent..’’ I stop myself with a sigh, this is it. The only thing parting me from this lie is this pen in my hand, clutched tight and pressing down onto the paper before I even realize.

God help me, please. I’m so tired of my life falling apart, and I don’t need some bull shit lie to ruin it even more. So please, please, help me out as you always do.

I blinked rapidly as I stood up, staring down at the paper. There it was: my name. Formally written on that damn dotted line, my initials right under it. I gulp at the sight, nervous about the situation and what is to come. These lies might tear me apart, but hopefully it can do someone some good. I don’t know who, but someone.

“I agree.’’

Notes

//so this is very new for me to do.. I usually just make up a character, but I kind of wanted to do another approach so I hope you like it:):) subscribe if you want, feedback maybe? Thanks for checking it out!! ♥//