I wake up to find an empty bed, Connor never came back here, maybe he did when I fell in and out of sleep. There is no phone to call him, because he has my phone. Maybe he doesn't want to be around me right now and that scares the hell out of me. I get out of bed, the weather looks grey just like my mood. I get showered and dressed, its the last day of dance rehearsals, tomorrow is the main show for the selections of us groups being opening acts for other well known singers.
I am wearing black leggings, and black sneakers, heels are packed in a bag as we have to practice in them for tomorrow, I wear a black sports bra underneath my black hoodie. I left my hair loose. I walk out of the main cottage, my heart still aching badly. Last night I wrote a song, that suited my mood. I walk down t
