《Trust(3rd book)》Ch 30
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I ran to my hotel room grabbing my suitcase and threw it on the bed. I was mad, hurt, and sad. I grabbed all my clothes and stuffed them in my suitcase and closed it. I sat on the bed quietly looking outside the window seeing everyone down there ready for the last show. I was leaving after the show and I wasn't excited.
"Ready everyone?" Weston yelled through the microphone and the crowd went wild. We all came to the stage and did weird things and had a Q&A.
"Well guys we have some news to tell." Mario pouts jokingly.
"This is Aryanna's last show, she got a huge opportunity and is going to pursue that." Loren spoke.
I'm glad they spoke for me cause they knew I would've have broken down and cried. I felt a huge lump in my throat, I couldn't speak or else the tears would come down.
"I'll miss you guys and I love you all! I hope you guys still support me with this decision." I managed to say.
Everyone came in for a group hug but in the corner of my eyes I saw Mark standing there looking at me with tears in his eyes. I know Mark is afraid of loosing friends but he won't loose me I'll still be there.
The show ended and we headed to the hotel. My mom grabbed the suitcase and rolled it into the car.
"I'll miss you guys and thank you for understanding." I smiled through the sadness.
"We'll miss you too! Never forget about us." Ariel said.
"I would never." I smiled.
"Where's Mark?" I asked Weston.
"I don't know he's probably outside near the pool." Weston replied.
"Be right back." I said.
I quickly ran to the pool looking for Mark. I saw no one but then I found him sitting near the side of the pool with his feet on the water. The water was shimmering with color it was beautiful.
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"Hey Mark." I nervously said.
He turned around and I could tell he was sad. "Hey." He said. I sat next to him on the pool. Just sitting their quietly being able to hear the crickets.
"I just can't do it anymore." Mark said.
"Mark i know you're afraid of a change but I would never leave you behind or ever forget about you." I sighed.
"Aryanna I don't always want to be scared of loosing the people I love. I want to know and learn to trust people." He cried. Just seeing him cry and hurt made me cry.
"Mark I love you. I don't want to loose you either. I'm afraid." I sniffled.
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