Sorry this took a long time, I've been really busy lately. Don't worry cause the next chapter will be much longer haha (i just needed it to stop at a certain point for suspense!) ENJOY :)


Shay literally ran through the halls, speeding, trying to find Ashley. Then she suddenly felt something hit her shoulder and turned around to see it was Lucy.

"Hey Shay, I was actually looking for you everywhere! Wanna go get some coffee after our set?" Lucy asked Shay with a big grin.

"I might have to take a rain check on that, sorry Lucy. I just have a lot on my mind and have to figure things out," Shay said running her fingers through her hair and never giving her petite friend no eye contact.

Just as Lucy was about to speak, Shay ran past her ending their conversation. She stopped when she appeared in front of Ashley's dressing room door. She tried turning the handle, but soon realized it was locked. Then she left out a breath, she had been holding for a while now, and began to speak through the door.

"Ash, Ashley, please open the door," Shay voice was shaky; "I know I messed up Ash, but please just open the door." Shay pleaded on and on as she heard Ashley's cries.

Then Shay pressed her back against the door and slid down it, so she was sitting against it. She let out a sigh of defeat, not knowing what to do next.

(Ashley POV)

I heard Shay through my door, she sounded worried and stressed, yet she wasn't the only one. I sat in my makeup chair crying my eyes out. My cries softened when I heard her begging stop. Her voice was comforting and warming, so when she stopped talking my heart broke even more.

I walked toward the door and slid down it, sitting on the floor. I missed Shay so much, but what just happened between us? I just kissed my best friend; nothing will ever be the same again.

Shay and I always did everything together. We took our breaks together, ALWAYS sat next to each other during table readings, and pretty much hung out together every minute and every second of the day. Shay was my other half, she just completed me.

I was shook out of my thoughts when I felt something hit my back. It was something with a sticky note attached to it; I picked it up and read.

"I'm so sorry, but I'm leaving for Canada with Landon that week. But if you want it, it's yours. Love, Shay (ps. You will always be the Benzo to my Buttah)

As I read the letter I wiped away tears that kept rolling down my face, then I picked up the Coachella pass that came with it. I took the pass and threw it across the room, letting out a loud scream. I sat there in silence, curled up into a ball with tears still falling from my eyes and my makeup a complete mess.

Then those words kept running through my mind, "if you want it, it's yours." What did those words mean? If I want what, what is mine? I squeezed my eyes shut and thought as hard as I could. If I want it, what is mine? Then it hit me, it hit me hard. It's not a what, it's an it, and it's not an it, it's a person, and that person is Shay.