I am posting this for my friend Scott. It is part 2 of his story "Angel in the morning" to the celebrity/boy-bands section!
Angel in the Morning Part 2
Hi, this is Scott and my first part i had a co writer by the name of Toby. Well, I haven't heard from him in a long time so I have a new co-writer by the name of Chris and let me tell you he is a damn good one at that!! I want some feedback just to make sure that people are reading my story, and it would help me if you put the story title in the subject line! So I hope to hear from you!!
Well this is a gay work of fiction and none of it is true. Although I really do wish that Nick Carter was gay and that I could have him, but it is fiction. So nothing is inteneded in this story. If you are offended by such material, please leave. Or if you are underage leave or else read, enjoy yourself and let me hear from you!
It is fiction--email me at sapp84@hotmail.com I hope to hear from you!
And Now..........Angel in the Morning Part 2
Nick was happy that he finally had a day off. He sat in his dark hotel room and jammed out to every CD he had, trying to forget the pressure of being a superstar. He had gotten over seas with a song he had heard when he tuned into an oldies radiostation in Europe. The song was called "Goodbye to love" and he he liked it so much that he just had to have it. So he decided he could go to the little laptop in his room and search for lyrics of the song. He found it. It was a song from a 70s group called "The Carpenters".
As Nick was reading through the text he remembered just a little bit from the death of Karen Carpenter. She died of anorexia.
I'll say goodbye to love No one ever cared if I should live or die Time and time again the chance for love has passed me by And all I know of love is how to live without it I just can't seem to find it
So I've made my mind up I must live my life alone And though it's not the easy way I guess I've always know
I'd say goodbye to love There are no tomorrows for this heart of mine Surely time will lose these bitter memories And I'll find that there is someone to believe in And to live for something I could live for
All the years of useless search Have finally reached an end Loneliness and empty days will be my only friend >From this day love is forgotten I'll go on as best I can
What lies in the future is a mystery to us all No one can predict the wheel of fortune as it falls There may come a time when I will see that I've been wrong But for now this is my song
And it's goodbye to love I'll say goodbye to love
As Nick tried to come to terms of what the song was saaying he was thinking, "Wow There are times when noone cares if I should live or die? And i havent been with anyone and there are times that I think love has passed him by.
He jsut wanted to cry and he needed Scott because he knew that he cared and and he could barely contiue reading what was on the PC screen.
As Nick finished reading he had tears streaming down his cheeks. Everything seemed surreal. The room. The PC. Everything. Everything was wrapped in a thick layer of grey fog.
'I can't let anyone know I'm gay. I just can't' he thought to himself.
Nick was afraid. He was afraid how his family would react, the guys, the fans. He was scared. All he could think of was gay bashing and the tabloids having a feast over his personal life.
He was depressed. His thoughts went back to his last pathetic suicide attempt. He was there again. He needed help. He knew it. He started to tremble. As his eyes went towards the TV-set, he could see himself on the screen. They were making fun of him. Him, the FAT and GAY popstar. He was there. He could feel it. He was suicidal again.
He needed Scott. He was the only one who could help him. He was the only one who really did understand. He took the piece of paper on which Scott had written his number. He dialled. The line was busy. The sound of the busy phone line made him crazy. He went into a state in which he felt that he was watching himself from outside his body. He watched himself go to the bathroom. Nick reached for the bottle of pain killers. He swallowed 40 of them rapidly. It was all foggy to him. As he lay down on the bed he felt himself drift away...
In the mean time Scott had just gotten of the phone and wsa just about ready to head out the door when the phone rang again. And he looked at the caller ID and it said Nick Carter. Scott immediatly picked up the phone and said, "Hello"??
Nick managed to get out, "Scott I need help!"
TO BE CONTINUED!
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