As promised, I am back. I've got three (or four) more chapters today.
20. Afraid to Forget
We had another meeting the next day to finalize my album. I decided the best title for the album would be "Breaking, Broken," a tribute to teenagers experiencing what I was going through right now.
After three weeks the album was released with Don't Forget as the carrier single. I still hadn't got over him so not even the news that I reached gold on the second day could cheer me up.
Then, it was time for another music video, obviously for the carrier. Caleb was acting with me this time.
The whole music video's theme was prom.
"Places everyone!" the director called. "Aaand . . . action!"
"What was that about?" I scowled at Cale.
"What?"
"I thought you two were over," I replied, pointing to the extra pretending to be Cale's ex-girlfriend.
"Well . . . see . . . it's just that . . ." he stammered. "We got back last night."
"And what about me?"
"I'm . . . sorry."
"Too late," I said simply. Then I ran to a staircase crying. I suddenly remembered those were the last words I had said to him. I took off my stilettos and cried.
"Aaand . . . cut!" the director said. A team of makeup artists retouched me while another assistant put on the Chucks for the actual music part.
"Aaand . . . action!"
I walked through the entrance of the empty prom scene.
"Did you forget
That I was even alive
Did you forget
Everything we ever had
Did you forget
Did you forget
About me
Did you regret (Did you regret)
Ever standing by my side
Did you forget (Did you forget)
What we were feeling inside
Now I'm left to forget
About us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
I climbed up the stage to join the band. There was no audience at all.
So now I guess
This is where we have to stand
Did you regret
Ever holding my hand
Never again
Please don't forget
Don't forget
We had it all
We were just about to fall
Even more in love
Than we were before
I won't forget
I won't forget
About us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
Everything went black and I picked up an inconspicuous guitar. The lights went on again in time with the band. I was crying to an extent that my makeup was running. I'm sure this was the way the director likes it.
Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all
It went dark again except for a spotlight focusing on me.
And at last
All the pictures have been burned
And all the past
Is just a lesson that we've learned
I won't forget
Please don't forget us
The spotlight went out and I turned to the left where a grand piano was placed during the time the light focused on just me.
Somewhere we went wrong
Our love is like a song
But you won't sing along
You've forgotten
About us"
After the whispered "Don't forget" in the end, everyone began clapping. Caleb knew that my tears were no act so he wrapped one arm around my shoulder and smiled at me encouragingly.
The video was shown a week later. Once again, I debuted on top spot. My album reached quintuple platinum. Tons of fanmail were streaming in at the studio. But nope, nothing can sway me.
Well, except for the concert tour.
"Where?" I burst suddenly through the meeting. It's been just three days after my concert here. They were planning a tour now, but only in North America. Specifically the United States.
They thought going back home would be a great surprise for me.
"Forks," Mr. Jameson said. I must be hearing things. "I thought you might like to go home for a while." Daddy Carlisle, Mommy Esme and Uncle Jazz had already gone back. I was surprised when Aunt Alice didn't.
"Forks, Washington?" I repeated slowly. There must be some other town named Forks somewhere else.
Mr. Jameson nodded.
Holy crap.
Moving on...