The Only Reason(l.h)

 

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Introduction

Every year I would volunteer at the Sydney hospital.

I didn't work I sang to the patients, every other weekend and every holiday is sing. The was a lot of patients that watched me sing on the holidays because their family didn't want to visit, or the family would stay at the hospital and watch. I loved singing to them, but now I can't because they're a no time obviously with becoming famous and all.

I found myself not even caring that I didn't sing to them, I didn't care that it made them happy. I became an asshole, beyond repair. The drugs and the partying took over my life. I get high, and drunk and fuck a random groupie every night and I love it, but my band mates don't and neither does management.

I'm 'temporarily kicked out of the band' whatever that means. They dragged me to the airport and sent me off on a plane back home, they said it would help and if I didn't get my shit together in the next four months I would be going to rehab it was my choice to go home now or go straight to rehab and well obviously I wanted to go home.

I arrived home quickly and I was determined to just go to sleep and worry about shit tomorrow but my mother was waiting in the living room for me with her arms crossed "I love you to death Luke but this is my house and there is going to be rules." I rolled my eyes but nodded "No drugs, no who'res, no alcohol, no strangers, and no coming home late or high at all, understand?"

"Yes mum." I didn't want to argue because well everyone including her hated me and i don't wan to make that worse so i just went straight to bed.

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Chapter 1

Every year I would volunteer at the Sydney hospital.

I didn't work I sang to the patients, every other weekend and every holiday is sing. The was a lot of patients that watched me sing on the holidays because their family didn't want to visit, or the family would stay at the hospital and watch. I loved singing to them, but now I can't because they're a no time obviously with becoming famous and all.

I found myself not even caring that I didn't sing to them, I didn't care that it made them happy. I became an asshole, beyond repair. The drugs and the partying took over my life. I get high, and drunk and fuck a random groupie every night and I love it, but my band mates don't and neither does management.

I'm 'temporarily kicked out of the band' whatever that means. They dragged me to the airport and sent me off on a plane back home, they said it would help and if I didn't get my shit together in the next four months I would be going to rehab it was my choice to go home now or go straight to rehab and well obviously I wanted to go home.

I arrived home quickly and I was determined to just go to sleep and worry about shit tomorrow but my mother was waiting in the living room for me with her arms crossed "I love you to death Luke but this is my house and there is going to be rules." I rolled my eyes but nodded "No drugs, no who'res, no alcohol, no strangers, and no coming home late or high at all, understand?"

"Yes mum." I didn't want to argue because well everyone including her hated me and i don't wan to make that worse so i just went straight to bed.

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