Chapter 25: Decisions
I woke up the next morning and thought the whole thing was a dream. I laughed at the thought of me singing in front of all those people on stage. I would never do that. And then the whole thing with the school for arts. I had a very vivid imagination.
I got out of bed and went to take a shower. I sang as usual, but the song that came out without thinking about it was my song Unpredictable. I hadn’t sang that song in years, but it came back so easily.
I got out of the shower and went and lay on the bed in my robe for a while. I closed my eyes and pictured the dream. It had been so clear and realistic. Am I sure it was a dream?
Suddenly I remembered the business card. I sat up quickly and remembered the shorts I was wearing the night before. If it was real, I would have a business card in the pocket.
I looked around the room but couldn’t find any of my clothes I wore last night.
I frantically searched under the bed, in my suitcase, in the bathroom but the shorts weren’t anywhere to be found.
My mom’s dirty pile of clothes was missing.
Shit. She sent them to the laundry.
I picked up my phone and dialed her number.
As I waited for her to answer I thought about it. It was too real not to happen. I had gotten an offer to attend a school for singing. Wow. Never in my life would I have thought this would happen.
Finally my mom picked up.
“Rylie? What’s wrong?” She yelled in the phone.
“Mom! Where are you?” I yelled back.
“I’m at the laundry mat! I wanted to get some loads done before we left! I took a pile of your clothes too!” She said proudly.
“NO!!!!” I screamed back.
“WHAT WHAT??” My mom exclaimed too violently!
“Did you wash the jean shorts from last night?” I said quickly. I heard her search through the clothes. I held my breath. After a few moments, she answered.
“No! I have them here in the dirty pile! Why?” she asked confusedly. I let out a deep breath.
“Can you look in the back right pocket? There should be a small piece of paper.” I said in return.
I heard her searching again. “Uhhh I don’t think so.” She said as she searched.
I closed my eyes in disappointment.
“Oh wait! Here it is!” she said suddenly. I felt my heart start racing rapidly.
“What’s this about Rylie? Who is Melissa Everest?” my mom asked.
“Mom, I’ve been offered a spot at a school for the arts. In L.A.” I said.
The other end was silent.
“What wait? I’m confused.” My mom said finally.
“Just get back here and I’ll explain everything. And DON’T lose that card.” I said and then I hung up.
I laid back down on the bed, still in my robe.
It was all real. Every part of it.
I went on stage, sung and had been offered a place at a school for singing, in L.A. I couldn’t believe it.
I sat up suddenly as another thought occurred to me.
He had done all of that for me.
He had come clean in front of the entire band and crowd that he’s known me since we were 5.
What did that mean? Ugh I was so sick of asking myself that question.
He was probably just trying to save his band. In which case, I completely understand why he did it.
But he remembered my song. All of it. He arranged other instruments around it. He made an actual song out of it. He made his band perform it. In front of a huge crowd.
Which brings me back to what does that mean?
A soft knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts.
“Just a minute” I said realizing I was still in my robe.
I pulled on some underwear, shorts, a sports bra and a hoodie.
I opened the door to see Calum standing there.
“Uh can I come in? We need to talk.” He said sounding urgent.
“Umm yeah sure.” I said stepping aside to let him in.
“I over heard your conversation with your mom.” Calum said as soon as I had shut the door.
“Oh.” I didn’t know how to feel about that. I think a part of me had wanted to keep it a secret.
“I didn’t mean to. I was just standing outside the door when I hear it. I’m sorry. But also I’m kinda glad I heard. What are you going to do???” He said starting at me with wide eyes.
“I don’t know Calum. I have no idea. I mean this is an amazing opportunity. I would be singing and writing. It’s what I’ve always dreamed of doing. I never thought that I had the talent for it so I never thought of pursuing it. But now Luke…” I trailed off.
“What about Luke?” he asked suspiciously.
“I don’t understand. Why did he do all that for me? Why did he teach you my song? Why did he perform it at your show? Why did he remember all of it? It doesn’t make sense.” I said.
Calum gave me a pitiful look.
“Really Rylie? It doesn’t make sense? Are you kidding me?” Calum said with a shake of his head.
“What? I don’t understand!” I said getting frustrated.
“Rylie, he still cares about you obviously. The reason that you two aren’t friends anymore is completely ridiculous. His purpose of doing all that was to say he was sorry. And that…never mind.” Calum cut himself off.
“No tell me!” I said moving closer to him. He backed away from me and held on to the door handle.
“I can’t Rylie. You two give me a headache. PLEASE PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU. Sit down and have a conversation with him. I’m sick of being the middle ground. Nothing is ever going to be resolved if you don’t leave this damn room and talk to him. And I suggest you do it before you make a decision about this whole L.A school thing.” Calum said. He turned the handle, opened the door and left before I could ask him any more questions.
I fell back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling. He was right. I was sick of not talking to him. We had been stupid this whole tour. Avoiding each other. It just felt like every time I have been alone with him, everything was perfect and then something would happend that complicated life further.
But no matter how much he complicated everything, I still didn’t want to be away from him again. The thought of having him gone out of my life again made me anxious. The thought of not seeing those amazing blue eyes every day made me feel empty.
And as if I had been slapped on the face, realization hit me.
I didn’t just like him.
I was in love with Luke Hemmings.