"Selena?" "Taylor?" "Miley?" "Justin?" "What are you doing here" "Some sort of meeting, or something" "...Yeah, same"
The four stand to the side, catching up like old friends, any past misdoings temporarily forgotten. Their conversation reaches to an hour, before a small weed-ish man in glasses far too big approaches them. He stutters. "I-I uh, y-your meetings have, uh, been cancelled, yes, uhm, yeah, sorry for any in-inconvenience, we uh, may have caused you. G-good day." They look on bemused when the man turns and trips, folders in his hands fly everywhere. He twists at fast speeds whilst muttering, in an attempt to collect the work. He rushes out the room, and with his departure they turn back to one another. "Well that was a waste of time" Taylor states, rolling on the balls of her feet. "Do you uh, want to get a coffee or something" Miley says, unsure, pointing behind her. Taylor shrugs; Selena nods slightly "Sure, why not, I've got no other plans. We can catch up." Justin shakes his head to the side, "Nah, I got to be in the studio in a few, maybe another time." "See ya later babe" he adds, attempting to give Selena a kiss; she just turns her head, and he kisses her cheek instead. "...Yeah, ok, bye" he says, walking away in confusion.
Taylor and Miley just look at Selena, eyebrows raised at the strange interaction. "For a couple, you two sure don't act like a couple" Miley states, "Well, you at least. Justin plays the boyfriend perfectly, what was that Selena?" Taylor continues. Selena sighs, "Can we just go." Taylor and Miley share a look, and both put their arms around her shoulder. "Fine, coffee then fill us in" Taylor says, leading her over to the cafe in the middle of the building. 10 minutes later the three are sitting around a small table in front of a TV, steaming hot coffees in their hands. Selena, finally sick of their expecting glares, gives in, and quickly explains. "Look ok, we were Pr-omance, he likes me, we're still together because I can't think of a reason to not be ok. We get on well enough, and...I kinda like him, I guess" she finishes. "But more as a friend, am I right" Miley says, taking a sip. She just nods slightly, "but like I said, there isn't really a reason to break up, so we might as well continue on as we are." "You never did strike me as having that sort of attitude Selena" Taylor says. "Yeah, well, people change" Selena says with sadness. Taylor was about to reply when a familiar voice filled the air.
Skies are crying,
I am watching,
Catching teardrops in my hands.
Only silence, as it's ending,
Like we never had a chance.
Do you have to make me feel
Like there's nothing left of me?
Her eyes widened at the beautiful voice, and looked to the screen. Her jaw tensed, and she looked back to her two companions. Miley was watching the screen, leaning back in her chair. She wore a look on her face that could only be described as awe and sadness. Two emotions that should never mix. She looks to Selena, who has her hands over her mouth in what she could only imagine was shock, at seeing Demi with such powerful raw emotions on the screen, and in her voice.
You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper.
Go on and try to tear me down.
I will be rising from the ground,
Like a skyscraper,
Like a skyscraper.
In an attempt to look past the beauty and passion with which Demi sang, Miley noticed how simple the video was. It took a few more lyrics before it sunk in. If it were anything but simple, we wouldn't understand. The point of the video, the point of the song was to show her emotions. She needed us to see, she needed us to understand even a fraction of what she has to go through in her head. Her eyes flicker to the right, at Selena, for a moment, before back to the screen. 'Did she know?' She wondered. 'Did she know what she was going through? Did she even realise?'
As the smoke clears,
I awaken,
And untangle you from me.
Would it make you feel better
To watch me, while I bleed?
All my windows still are broken,
But I'm standing on my feet.
The anger that struck through Demi's words at that moment scared Selena. She had felt to broken when the news came out, and now, listening to her laying her heart through song for the world to hear, she felt broken again. 'What must people think, that I should've known? What must she think?' 'Do those words mean what they say, or do they mean something else. Was her pain from being hurt, or was she hurt from no-one realising?' Selena felt more than broken at that moment, she felt shame, and anger, and she felt like crying. Powerful emotions spurned on by a powerful song.
You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper.
Go on and try to tear me down.
I will be rising from the ground,
Like a skyscraper,
Like a skyscraper.
The three looked to each other for a moment. The same feelings, the same emotions, the same thoughts flitting through their heads. 'Did they know? Did anyone know? Why didn't I know?' They were quickly pulled back to the screen.
Go run, run, run.
I'm gonna stay right here,
Watch you disappear.
Yeah, ohh.
Go run, run, run.
Yeah, it's a long way down,
But I am closer to the clouds,
Up here.
The determination that was sewn into her face could not have drawn any other emotion except pride into their hearts as she made it clear that she would get through it. Until they realised that she meant to get through it alone. Alone. Almost enough to bring their sorrow, their guilt back. They briefly promise themselves that she won't deal with it alone, she will never deal with it alone.
You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper.
Ohhh
Go on and try to tear me down.
I will be rising from the ground,
Like a skyscraper,
Like a skyscraper.
(Like a skyscraper)
Like a skyscraper,
Like a skyscraper.
As the last lines of the song revealed, the three leant back into their seats once more, and silently looked at one another, forging unspoken promises. To help. To stay quiet. To not speak. They listened with pride at the following words from the reporter. "And that was Skyscraper, Demi Lovato's latest single from her new album due to be released soon. Skyscraper has been an instant hit with the 'Lovatics' as they call themselves, some of which are now calling themselves, 'her Skyscrapers'. Have you ever heard anything quite so inspirational? Demi Lovato, you're fans love you. Next up we have..." They threw their coffee's away, and walked out together. Without a goodbye, they parted ways.
Selena reached her car just as her phone rang. Flipping it out and sitting down she looked to the caller ID- Justin. Closing the car door, she briefly pondered, before hitting cancel, and instead heading to her contacts list. She scrolled over to the name of the one person she really wanted to talk to. Biting her lip, she pressed call.