I answer my phone, not bothering to look at the caller ID. It's 3am and whoever's calling me better have a valid reason.
"Hello," I murmur, still half asleep.
"Hey Ron," Alex begins, "you have a letter."
"Wha?"
"Yeah. It's from some fan named Callum."
"Text me a pic. It's 3am so I'm heading back to bed." I hang up and then dim the brightness on my phone. I recieve two texts from Alex and open them immeddiately.
I sit up and turn on the light in my bunk, only to be momentarily blinded. I put my glasses on and look at the picture first. I quickly email it to Aaron so he can print it out when he wakes up. Callum's artwork has been the best work a fan has ever done. I save it to my phone and begin to read the letter.
I read it over and over and over again until it's engraved in my brain. I feel a tear run down my cheek. Other than the band, nobody has ever called me an amazing woman. When I was dating Remington Leith of Palaye Royale he would just complement my looks. I save the picture of the letter.
I go on Instagram and looked through my tagged photos and smile when I find thr picture I took with Callum. I go to his profile and follow him. I quickly post the picture of the drawing and tag him.
RonnieNailsPTC: Such a beautiful drawing. I can't wait to hang it next to my Ice Nine Kilss poster :)
I exit out of the app only to realize that I'm now awake. I hop out of my bunk and head to the bathroom. I hunt down Aaron's sleeping pills and take some. I turn the light off in my bunk, put my glasses away, and wait for the sleeping pills to kick in.
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Falling For The Lead Singer
Fanfiction"I still love you, Ronnie. Please go on a date with me?" "I can't, Patty. I'm with Callum." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's great to be back on the road. The fans, VIP shows, and backstage catering makes this life worthwhile. At le...
