DISCALIMER: I don't own CSI Miami and i don't make any money from it
Chapter 2. Disaster.
It was a couple of weeks later, Natalia were sleeping over her desk in science class. The teacher didn't say a word, she was used to it, plus Natalia was still one of the best students. The young girl was exhausted, three shows a week and arguing with David on top of school.
He accused her of giving him mixed signals all over the place, showing one thing and wanting another and he was starting to get feed up by it. As for Natalia, she wasn't ready, she just couldn't do it, for more than one reason, she didn't want to share with him.
The bell rang waking her. As she slowly got up she was thinking, "Two more hours, then two hours rest, then another concert."
Little did she know that this concert was going to change her for life.
Natalia didn't really for the first time in a long time want to go up on that stage. She was having a big exam the next day and was not feeling good due to her period. Yet she owed it to her fans to give a good show and that was what she intended to do.
Dave and her best friend Courtney was as usual on the front row cheering her on, she had caught a glimpse of them from backstage. At least that made it a bit better.
She was just about to go on to start the show when a sealed letter came in via one of her security guards. She quickly opened it and read, "Good luck tonight Nattiebear, you'll be great. See you after the show. Love you. David.
Natalia smiled, even when they were fighting he had remembered to wish her good luck, it made her feel so much better. She at that moment knew she would go through the concert just fine.
What she of course didn't expect was to see David making out with Courtney during that concert. They of course never expected to get caught. Natalia of course flipped on both after and told them to go to a certain place.
After that she just couldn't make herself sing or preform, which her other friends of course understood. She never asked Courtney or David how long it had been going on, nor did she care. She just wanted to forget it and forget about her music and the best way for that to happen was to move away.
So that was what she and her family did, they moved far away and ended up in Miami where she finished school and in the end ended up working in the crime lab. The only trace of her music career was the record that still got sold all over and that she really didn't mind, it was after all a second income. Other than that she didn't think much about it.
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