Raura [ON HOLD]

Ross's POV

Damn it.

I suck!

I can't believe I hurt Laura like that.

I can't believe I've been so mean to her this whole time..she must hate me...

What's wrong with me?! God I'm stupid.

I punched the wall of my room in frustration.

Even though she works for my family, she's still a person. A really...beautiful person..

And I never treated her right..

Hold on, I should rephrase that....she worked for my family....

My parents are completely infuriated with my siblings and I for causing them to lose their best worker, Vanessa. They don't even care about Laura..Well at least my mom doesn't.

None of us have heard from Laura and her sister at all since they quit. They disappeared. And I'm worried about Laura. Where did they go?

No Ross, you can't. You promised yourself.

Anyways... they just left all of their stuff here, none of it mattered to them.

I can't help but feel anger towards Ryland and Riker. They talked me into doing that shitty thing to Laura. But I know it's really all my fault though, I agreed. I had equal part in it.

I sighed. Rubbing my face.

I was in my bed, reflecting about the horrible day when I remembered.

Laura's book! She dropped it today.

I shot up and ran towards my jacket and I pulled the book out of it.

I wonder what's in here..

I didn't get a chance to look in it since my siblings came out from the recording studio after Laura and her sister left.

I didn't want them to see the book. They would've probably burned it by now.

Before I opened it, I had a few moments of doubt... Should I? It's such an invasion of privacy...

Oh fuck it.

I opened the book and began reading the first page.

There's no way I could make it without you, do it without you, be here with out you..

Is this a diary? What? These words don't make sense.

I flipped to another page that was written on and there was a date at the top. The day I came home from tour...

My mind says no, you're no good for me, you're no good but my heart's made up on you.

That's all that was written on the page.

My eyes then widened. This is a song! Or at least the start of one..

And woah.. It's a GOOD start...

I flipped back to the beginning and read each page (Except for one's labeled 'For Me'. I couldn't invade her privacy like that.)

Each song I read was better then the last and I was dumbstruck. Boy was I wrong about her...

This girl is special.

And it made me feel worse about causing her to lose her one shot at making music.

I made it to the page written when my tour ended again and I saw something I hadn't seen before. Initials were written all over the margin.

My heart beat accelerated and I ran my hand through my hair.

The initials were:

R.L.