Chapter Fourteen – The Rock Star and the Emo Call It Quits

Peyton Sawyer walked around the backstage area of the arena and waited for Chris to come out of his trailer. He had been in there the past thirty minutes changing. She hadn't actually seen him go in there what Mary-Ann had pointed her in that direction and told her that he was in there. Peyton's patience was growing thin. Finally giving into temptation she banged on the door. "Hurry up, Keller! I want to go home!" Peyton herd some mumbling on the other end of the door. Peyton checked the knob of the door, and wasn't surprised to find it was unlocked. Chris had a problem with locking doors, always had and probably always would. It was cold outside, and Peyton had left her jacket in back at the hotel.

Opening the door, she stepped into the trailer. "Chris! I'm coming in." As she climbed up the steps and walked in Chris came from the back of the trailer pulling on his t-shirt.

"Hey." He said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "What are you still doing here?"

"What do you mean?"

"I figured you would have taken the car back at home by now."

Peyton shrugged. "You have the keys."

"Oh, right." Chris dug his hand into his jeans pockets to find the keys. Finally finding them he pulled the keys out and tossed them to Peyton. "I'll meet you back at home."

"Why don't we just go together?" Peyton asked. "I mean, you're already dressed."

"No. I'm fine." Chris said not too convincingly. "I have some…stuff to do here."

Peyton raised an eyebrow. "Stuff?"

"Yeah." Chris said. "Stuff." He walked up to Peyton and kissed her cheek. "See you back at the hotel. Okay?"

"What kind of stuff?" Peyton asked again.

Chris was too busy scrambling for answer to notice the brunette girl that had been carefully hidden in the bathroom lean out from behind the door.

"Chrissy baby." She said. "Can you throw me my skirt?"

"I'm kind of busy here, April." Chris frowned.

The girl took notice to Peyton's presence in the room. "I'll hurry." With that she turned around grabbed her skirt off the ground, and quickly slipped it on. Planting a kiss on Chris' cheek. "Call me." She smiled at Peyton. "Later Goldie Locks."

"Peyton." Chris said turning his attention back to Peyton. "I can explain."

"Explain what?" She said opening the door and walking down the steps.

Chris followed closely behind her. "It's not what you think." He pleaded.

Peyton stopped and faced him. "How in the hell do you know what I think?" Chris opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it. "That's right! You don't!"

"Just let me explain." Chris begged.

"Explain what? Why there was a half naked girl in your trailer? Why you lied to me about why you needed to stay longer? Or how about, how long you've been doing this behind my back." Peyton asked pointing towards April who was half way across the parking lot. Tears formed in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away. "Or maybe…maybe why…Why I wasn't good enough for you?" Peyton didn't wait for Chris to respond. "Its over. For good this time, Chris. I'm sick of this constant bull shit." Peyton sighed. "We're over." She said before turning and jogging to the car.

Peyton drove in a blind furry finally, tired, she pulled over in the parking lot of a 7 Eleven. Grabbing her phone out of her purse she pulled her cell phone out and dialed Brooke.

"Hey best friend." Brooke answered the phone before the first ring was over. "What's up?"

"Chris…" Peyton wiped away more tears angrily. Why the hell am I crying? He's a looser. "It's over."

"Oh my god! What happened?"

"April happened." Peyton rolled her eyes.

"Again?" Brooke asked concerned. With no answer from Peyton, Brooke continued. "So it's over for good, this time?"

"Try not to sound too sad." Peyton laughed sobbing.

"Are you crying?" Brooke asked. "He's a idiot! You know that P. Sawyer. I know that. Hell even he knows it."

"I know." Peyton sighed. "Fear no man, trust no bitch, right?"

"Exactly." Brooke laughed. "I've taught you well. So when are you moving into the guest house."

"What are you doing tomorrow?" Peyton laughed.

"Absolutely nothing. Nate is probably going to be out, again. So I'm totally free."

"Great. I'll meet you around tenish at my place, ok?"

"Is Chris going to be there?" Brooke asked concerned for her friend.

"If he knows what's good fro him, he wont be."

"Works for me." Brooke's phone beeped. "That's Nathan on the other end, are you going to be ok?"

"Just fine." Peyton sighed. "See you tomorrow."

"Bye."

Just as Peyton was about to put her phone back in her purse, it vibrated with a photo. Peyton checked who it was from and opened it.

The text read:

Hey Peyton,

Chris wanted me to let you know. Inquisitor just sent us the cover story of tomorrows issue and it…well…they have to send it to us before putting it on stands and…well here it is… I included the article under the picture. Sorry…

Under the text was a picture of the front of the popular magazine. The front page was a picture of Peyton and Chris that had been taken at a charity event with, in a heart, with a crack down the middle.

The headline read:

THE ROCK STAR AND THE EMO CALL IT QUITS!

Peyton looked at the picture and frowned. It wasn't exactly her most flattering one, but it would do. It wasn't really a surprise the tabloids were already making their own theories about this break up. Peyton scrolled down and read the article.

YOU HEAR IT FIRST!

We have just been informed that Chris Keller, 25, and Peyton Sawyer, 23, have called it quits, once again. This young, good looking pair has been on and off again for the past three years are officially off. That's right ladies, the sexy rock star is single once again. But what caused this displeasing break up? An inside source, who was a spectator of the break up says, "I'm not sure what happened. Me and my friend were just leaving the Chris Keller concert when we say them Chris and Peyton come out of his trailer arguing. She told him it was over for good this time." But when we asked about what lead to the spilt we got mixed answers from our source and her friends. Alcohol? Drugs? Sex? Lies? I guess its all apart of this rock and roll life style. What caused this split, we do not know for sure. Chris Keller's assistant, Mary Ann Thomson had this to say: "It's a terrible thing, they were so happy together. Chris is dealing with the split, and so is Peyton. They would appreciate the press to stay out of their personal lives." Oops! That means us! We'll keep you guys updated!

By Peggy Stevens

Peyton rolled her eyes and turned off her phone. She returned home to an empty apartment with a note from Chris.

Peyton,

I'm staying at a hotel.

Please call me.

Chris

Peyton crumbled up the note and threw it in the trash can. "Fuck off loser!" She said to Chris, even though he wasn't there.