Chapter 8

EMILY'S POV

She had found my pills. I think...I think I was glad that she found them, maybe she could help me. I needed to permanently kick this shit. "I want to stop." I stated boldly.

"Then stop." Miley said.

"It isn't that easy."

"Yes it is, lets get up and we can flush these down the toilet together." She said, I nodded. But I didn't do it without any hesitation. We headed towards the bathroom and we dumped all the pills down the toilet. "You have to flush it Em." She said seriously. I moved my hand to the toilet handle, my hand was shaking uncontrollably. I tried to move my hand even further but I couldn't. Miley grabbed my other hand, and held it tightly. "You can do this Em, do it for your fans, do it for Alison...do it for me." She said. That was all the motivation I needed, I forced my other hand to the handle and flushed the pills down the toilet. I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

I actually smiled. "I did it." I said.

"You sound surprised."

"Thats because I am, I thought I was gonna fall into that deep hole again, but I didn't...Thanks to you." I said honestly. She pulled me in for a tight, friendly hug.

ALISON'S POV

"I don't fucking know Karen! I have no idea how I'm supposed to handle this shit!"

"Its easy Shannon! Just say those three words, and those eight letters and I'm yours forever!" Emma yelled at me. I looked down at my feet. Emma scoffed at me. "You know what Shannon...I can't do this anymore." She said sadly.

"Karen wait…"

"I'm done waiting Shannon." Emma said before walking out of the door.

"CUT!" The director yelled. "Thats it for tonight ladies. You guys can go home now, tomorrows an off day, but feel free to come in if you want to see Zac's scenes." The director yelled. I said my goodbyes to them and Emma, then made my way back home. I was so tired. I opened the door and I saw Jason on the couch cuddling with some girl. I smiled to myself, it was probably a girl from school or something. I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge quietly, not wanting to wake Jason and the girl. I grabbed a bottle of Sprite and opened it. I sat at one of the bar stools. I sipped it slowly. I suddenly heard talking coming from the living room.

"I should really get home." A female voice she yawned. I really, really, wanted to get a look at this girl.

"Really? Come on, just 20 more minutes." Jason whined playfully.

"I wish I could Jason, but I have a premere to get to in the morning." She stated. A premere? What the hell? "I'll text you when I get home." She said. I had made up my mind, I got up from the bar stool and went into the living room and my jaw dropped when I saw who it was.

Chloe Grace Moretz...The young 18 year old actress who had starred in so huge things many things. There was If I Stay, The Equalizer, Kick-Ass, Carrie...the list literally goes on and on. "Hey, its nice to meet you. Jason has told me so much about you. I'm a big fan of your work." She said with a bright smile. I looked to Jason for an explanation, but he looked everywhere but my eyes.

"Wow, likewise." I accepted her handshake. "How did you guys meet?" I asked curiously.

"A mutual friend." She said, looking back at Jason lovingly. She then returned her eyes to me. "It was cool meeting you, but I have to get home." She leaned over to Jason and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"It was nice meeting you as well. See you around I guess." I stated nicely. She smiled at me one more time before leaving out of the house.

"Well goodnight Ali." My brother said, trying to avoid the pressing questions he knew I would ask.

"Not so fast." I said. He turned back to me at sat on the couch, and I sat right next to him. "You want to explain to me how you got all hooked up with Chloe Moretz?" I asked him.

"Emily helped me out. I was talking to her a couple of weeks ago, I said I hated being single...so she gave me a list of girls and I chose Chloe." He said happily.

"Emily? Emily Fields, the rapper, set you up with her?" I asked in disbelief. He nodded joyfully. "I'll be back." I said without warning, leaving the house. I got in my car and drove to Emily's house. It took me about 20 minutes. I knocked on the house door and Emily opened it with a smile on her face.

"Hey Ali, I've been meaning to call you." She said. She seemed different, so much more happy, and at ease.

"Hey, its been a hot minute hasn't it?" I asked. She nodded in agreement. "Can I come in?" I asked her. She moved out of the way. I walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch as did she.

"Its kinda late. Everything okay?" She asked me, concern now filling her voice.

"Yeah, I was just kinda interested in how you got Chloe Moretz to date my brother." I said. She smiled at me.

"Well, I'm sure he told you what happened...I assume you want to know what other choices I gave him." I nodded with a smile on my face. "Kendall and Kylie Jenner, Lorde, Becky G, Bethany Mota, Hailee Steinfeld, Elle Fanning, Maia Mitchell, Zendaya Coleman, Ariel Winter, and Lauren Jauregui." She said.

"Wow, you got Jason to turn down Bethany Mota...He loves older girls." I said, Emily laughed. "How did you get all those girls to agree to go out with him?" I asked her.

"Well, the thing with young celebrities is that they actually want to date someone normal...All the girls thought Jason seemed like a really nice guy...I honestly thought he would go with Lauren, she seems like his type." She said, I had to agree. He loved girls with colored eyes, Chloe had green eyes so I guessed that worked out okay.

"I'm glad you helped him out. Jason really likes you...He's always so lonely at home by himself, I'm glad he has a girlfriend." I said happily. "But Jason isn't the only reason I came here tonight." I stated boldly.

"I know. I think that is about time that we actually talk...Earlier today Miley told me there was a text on my phone for me. I read it, and I have two things to say." She started. I was terrified. Would she feel the same way? "First of all you're a huge dork...and I feel the same way."

EMILY'S POV

I felt so good right now, and I have a feeling I was going to be feeling good for a very long time. Alison had led me up to this point, I dumped the pills...not for myself, but because I wanted to be someone to Alison, and I knew that she'd never be happy with a drugged up junkie, so I changed for her. "I have a surprise for you." I admitted. I left the room momentarily and I got the black Gibson acoustic guitar. She looked surprised, which was reasonable. The only person who knew I knew how to play guitar was Naya.

"What are you doing?" She asked me, I sat on a stool across from her.

"I wrote you a song, and I'm gonna play it for you." I said. She smiled at me. I positioned the guitar and did some minor tuning before I started strumming the correct tunes.

EMILY:

Oh yeah, I've been looking for a girl for some time,

Just so happens that I found mine,

blonde hair, blue eyes,

making me go crazy, my vision is suddenly hazy,

everything about you makes me happy, that smile that lights up the room,

yeah I got an equation for you... 1+1=2,

a lonely me, and a lonely you,

taking walks on the beach,

getting things off the shelves you can't reach,

My life has been a little dark lately,

I'm walking all alone at night,

I didn't think I could put up any more fight,

until I saw you, until I saw you, until I saw…

I'm gonna need a flashlight, to guide this me through this cold and dark night,

You're my yellow brick road, every love story is beautiful but ours is my favorite,

we're like Bonnie and Clyde,

I'm gonna need you here tonight,

let my world be bright, I'll be your knight in shining armor,

I just want to let you know, I don't ever do this for anyone,

this song is almost done,

if you want to leave now girl, you better run,

With you I swear I hit a home run,

yeah I know you want to move to Montreal,

I wanna jump into you like a cannon ball,

I fell for you hella hard,

If you want to leave its your chance now,

but if you want to stay...promise you'll stay with me.

I concluded the song and Alison had a tear strolling out of her eyes. "I love you." She blurted, and she didn't look like she was sorry either. I smiled at her.

"I love you too Alison." I said honestly.

The Next Day…

I was on Jimmy Kimmel's tonight, and before the show started I was hanging out with the audience reading some "Mean Tweets" on a segment of his. So far I was having a lot of fun reading these tweets.

"Emily Fields has a mouse face." I read out loud. The audience laughed. "Can I at least be like Mickey Mouse or something?" I asked playfully. The audience laughed once again. "Wanna know how Eminem and ToxicWasteOfficial became friends? Eminem shared drug dealers numbers with her." Damn some of this shit was brutal, but I managed to laugh it off. "Yeah...he's right." I said shrugging, the audience laughed. "How in the fuck the does Emily Fields get so many hot girls...she isn't even the slightest bit talented." That one was actually pretty funny. "I don't know man...go ask Miley." I joked. The audience erupted with laughter one last time. I greeted a couple of fans and then headed to my meeting.

"So Iggy Azalea just dissed you in a recent interview with rolling stone." Hanna said to me. Spencer handed me the magazine and I started reading it.

"I just think she's a little bit out of her league. I would destroy her in a rap battle...Same thing with Nicki Minaj...they should do a song together. It can be called 'The Sellouts of Hip-Hop Music'. Nicki can be like 'My ass is fake, and I fuck my boyfriend with plastic dicks too.' Then Emily can be like 'Anyone got any pills I can pop? My girlfriend is just a more attractive version of Ellen Degeneres too.' thats what the song would be." I read it out loud.

"Who the fuck does she think she is? She just dissed four people with this bullshit. Nicki, Me, Alison, and Ellen." I said angrily.

"You're on SNL tomorrow with Alison, do a last minute skit dissing her. Maybe talk about the supposed 'ghost writer'." Spencer suggested. I thought that was a good idea.

"Thats not all she said. Next page." Hanna commanded. I turned to the next page and continued reading.

"I'll give it two years tops before she just finally realizes what a horrible person, and musician she is...and jumps off a bridge. When that day comes it will be doing the world a favor." Spencer and Hanna both looked at me, waiting for my reaction. "I'm going to kill her career." I said seriously.

"What are you going to do Emily?" Spencer asked me.

"I'm going to start by going down to Sway's Morning show...and giving a slight explanation." I said.

30 Minutes Later…

"Yo, we got a surprise guest back, Its Emily Fields. She's gonna talk about what everybody in the hip-hop world has been wondering. We already read what Iggy Azalea said before the break, so we really want to get your opinion on things." Sway said.

"So a lot of people always ask me 'Why do people hate Iggy Azalea so much?' besides her telling me that I should kill myself theres a bunch of other stuff along with that to." I started.

" Number one; she doesn't know the history of rap music. Number two; she doesn't write her own songs. T.I writes them for her...or she has a ghost writer, in fact its probably both. Number three she's a racist. Before she was famous she was always saying racist shit about groups of people." I was literally going off and the people in the studio seemed to be eating this shit up.

"Number four; Iggy Azalea is always bitching and moaning. Every rapper in the industry has feuds and beefs with another rapper. Nas Vs Jay Z, Pac Vs Biggie, 50 Cent vs Ja Rule, Eminem Vs Benzino, Nicki vs Lil Kim, and so many more. They write their own lyrics and diss other rappers in their songs. But Iggy, all she does is cry and whine about on twitter. Hip Hop is not for soft skin people. Either get hard, or get out. Eminem was also targeted with many other rappers because of his skin colour. But did he cry on twitter ? No. Instead he beefed with those people and proved them why he deserves to be in the game."

"You really know your shit Em." Sway said. I simply nodded and kept going.

"Number five: Iggy talks more, works less . She doesn't write her own stuff and instead spends time dating people, going to award shows, photoshoots, making dumb statements and of course, on twitter. Instead of writing 140 words 140 times a day, she should take a pen and a paper and write something meaningful." I stated angrily.

"Damn." Sway commented.

"She doesn't respect older artists. Thats one thing that I always made my priority when I first came into the industry. Snoop Dogg, Jay-Z, Eminem, Drake, Nicki Minaj, Dr. Dre, or Nas, it doesn't matter. Has eminem ever dissed Nas? Has Nas ever dissed Pac? Nobody disses artists who started rapping before them, its just a sign of respect. Now even if all these people dissed Iggy, she could have made a diss song and then react. But bashing and crying on twitter ? Nah. When Eminem dissed Miley Cyrus did she react back ? No, Miley even said that Eminem is a legend and Miley knew that Marshall doesn't mean stuff literally. She took it in good humour, and did not cry."

I was just going off, and I was going to keep going off. Dissing me, thats one thing. Dissing Ali...shit you're going down. I was already so protective of her, in fact I was protective over her within the first 24 hours that I had met her. I was constantly defending her from the media, everyone was calling her a homewrecker.

"Tell us a little bit about that Em, respecting older artists." Sway asked me.

"Well, respecting the artists who came before us is just like respecting our elders. I think Nicki Minaj is like my grandma." I joked. Everyone in the studio laughed. I decided I wasn't going to spend the rest of my time talking about some no-nothing poser. I was happier to talk about other things with Sway.

"Have you listened to her latest album?" Another person in the studio asked me.

"Yeah I have. 'The Pinkprint' is amazing. Its her best album yet in my opinion. Its so much more emotional than her other stuff. My favorite song off the album is 'All Things Go'. Its such a relatable and sad track, it really hits hard for me especially." I said honestly.

"Would you ever consider doing a collab with her?" He asked me.

"Yeah I would, I'm open to anything. I think she has really refined herself as an artist, she's super talented, and honestly I think she is one of the best female rap artists of all time. She has a lot of super good beats, good wordplay, plus she's a super fast rapper. I'm a huge fan, and I'm not even dickriding." I marvelled. "I'm also a big fan of her freestyles."

"We got a caller." I smiled at the thought of what the person was going to ask.

"Hey Emily, I just want to say I'm a huge fan of your work." The female said.

"Oh wow, thats means a lot. Thanks. What's your question?" I asked the girl.

"As a rap artist what's something that you feel you really struggle with?" She asked, it was a good question.

"I think that when I was younger I'd always try to freestyle with my friends and stuff, but I wasn't as good as them, over time I got better but its still a struggle. One of the things that I struggle with now is definitely knowing when to stop." I offered honestly.

"What do you mean by that?" The female asked again.

"I think as a someone who kids look up to, its my job to make sure that they grow up somewhat right. I don't want kids to think its okay to you know bully people...or fight you know. I always try to be a good role model." I concluded.

"Yo Em, while you were talking to the girl on the air, I just asked Nicki to come up, she's right behind you." Sway said. I looked behind me and I was surprised she was actually there. I stood up and gave her a huge hug, and she reciprocated.

"Yo its so dope to finally see you again." She said as she sat down in a chair next to me. I smiled at her.

"Yeah, I was just saying how amazing The Pinkprint is." I complimented.

"Wow, thanks so much. I love all of your albums." She complimented. I blushed.

"Oh damn, she's blushing!" Sway said, everyone in the studio started laughing and high-fiving each other.

ALISON'S POV

"So how are things with Emily?" My brother asked me sincerely. Thats one of the things I loved the most about him. He was so caring and sweet, no wonder girls liked him so much.

"We're doing great...She said the three words." I said with a big smile on my face.

"Thats great Ali, I'm really happy for you." Jason added honestly.

"Oh I forgot to tell you. Emily invited you and Chloe to come with us tonight." I announced. Jason's head cocked slightly, as if asking where. "To the BillBoard Music Awards." I clarified.

"Yeah I'm down. I'll ask Chloe." He declared. I was excited for tonight. Emily was co-hosting with Justin Timberlake. It was going to be amazing, and Jason had always wanted to go to one of these award shows. It was the night Emily and I were going to officially announce our newfound relationship. He started texting someone, I assume Chloe.

"So...You're dating Chloe Moretz. A full blown teen celebrity." I stated.

"I don't think of her as a celebrity. She's just a person to me, a beautiful girl who makes my heart flutter whenever I'm around her...I love hanging with her, she's so nice and smart and she helps me with my chemistry homework...I didn't think I could ever be this happy with a girl you know?" He asked me. I was truly happy for him, I had to admit that at first I was a little bit nervous to find out he was dating a celebrity, thats a whole lot of media attention but he didn't seem to care all that much.

"Yeah, I know that feeling." I offered. It was true, Emily made me feel the exact same way, if not in a stronger way.

"She can go." Jason said, I smiled at him before turning on the TV. It was the news.

"The victim was identified as Peyton Fields. She was brutally murdered last night and was found in a dumpster." The newscaster stated. A picture of the girl then showed up on the screen, the girl looked strikingly similar to Emily. It must have been a stupid coincidence.

"Damn, who would murder a girl like that? She seems so nice, and then to just put her body in a dumpster...That shit isn't okay." Jason pondered. I stayed silent, but agreed. I couldn't help but think that girl was...someone.

Next chapter there's some serious emotional stuff. Emily will tell Alison about her dark and shadowy past with her family. Any opinons Jason and Chloe Moretz? Someone asked me to give him a celebrity love interest so I did...I was gonna make him gay, but then I changed my mind. Celebrity requests? So I'm sorry if dissing Iggy offended any of you 'Azalians' its just for the purpose of the story, and that feud will become a major part of the story line...People will get hurt, Emily will do a major song with a couple of other rappers that could change her, and her career in a major way. Plus Miley next chapter, she's a fan favorite.

-Angel