drugin' shadows

drugin' | thirty four.

September 18, 2019

HEADLINES HAVE BEEN FILLED with Shantey's name since her own blood was behind releasing an old video recorded of her when she was twelve years old and high on pills. Shantey never even knew the video existed. It only made matters worse when another video released of fourteen year old her high and drinking. She must have been entirely high especially if she doesn't remember the videos or who recorded them for that matter. She expected to deal with her mother and sister after her documentary, but she never suspected old videos of her high on pills would surface the internet while she in the middle of her first sold-out headlining tour.

Even though it all. Shantey continued performing and successfully hiding her pregnancy. On the Wednesday night, Shantey arrived in Dallas a day early before her show tomorrow. She rode in the backseat of the car with Sino in the passenger seat beside the driver and Anissa beside her, who is currently going in on the person on the other end of her device. "What the hell do you mean? You're telling me you can't find out who posted them online? We know who are behind them" — "Fuck proof!"

Shantey blocked out Anissa's conversation. She couldn't take hearing the same old thing anymore. Anissa had a close friend to her husband to look into the videos that have been posted to file charges, but there's been no luck since the IP address can't be detected.

Shantey was over it. She was— drained.

"Don't call back unless you have something useful." Anissa quickly ended the call and released a frustrated breath. Sino looked back at her in question and she shook her head; in not so many words letting him know there's no luck. She glanced at Shantey, who laid her head back with her eyes closed. "Ledé, how are you feeling?"

Shantey breathed steadily, her eyes remained shut. She didn't want to talk. She was tired of talking about the situation. After a few moments, Shantey finally responded and opened her eyes.