LOGINRaeleigh CampbellPOVI tucked my legs under me on my hotel bed, the laptop open in front of me.“Hi, Rae,” Dr. Morgan says softly. Her voice was calm, like she’d done this her whole life. It was soothing. It was exactly what I needed. “How have you been holding up since the release?” she asks.I try to smile. But I knew it didn’t reach my eyes. “Busy,” I wasn’t lying, I wrap my fingers around the cup of my cold tea, so I had something to do with my hands. I had a tendency to tap my fingers nervously doing my sessions with Dr Morgan. I’ve been with her for only a few weeks. “I’ve done a lot of press for Your ghost, in between shows. I’ve been too busy for our sessions too...” I add. I didn’t know why but I felt like I should tell her that. Instead of the truth. I didn’t want to talk to her her. I wanted to pretend I was fine until I retire one day.“I’ve seen some of your interviews.” Dr Morgan pauses “You look... Like you were wearing a mask... ”The pause was deliberate. “But I wasn’
Aiden WilderPOVThe drive back to Kansas was quiet, I had the radio on, I wanted to be alone, so I got permission from coach August to drive myself home. I borrowed one of Axel’s cars stored in my parents garage. Not my finest moments, but I told my mother I’d asked him when I haven’t spoken to Axel since his visit after Lydia died.The rain soothed me. I had the radio on but I wasn’t really paying attention to it. I wasn’t listening, not really, until the piano started playing, something about it drew me in.When the drums, and guitar came in I turned up the volume. It must be new I’ve never heard it before.It was a pop song. Not that I listened to them all the time, I’d like to think I keep up with the latest trends.When a soft voice starts, it’s trembling, fragile yet steady, a complete contrast to the pop song theme.“I sat alone in my shower, singing to your ghost…”My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Something about her words eat at me.“I danced with your ghost, so cold
Aiden WilderPOVThe Wilder family estate smelled like my mom’s famous pepper steak pie, my father’s strong hugo boss spicy cologne, the hint of ginger reminds me of my childhood. A familiar scent of home, somehow it both comforts me and suffocates me all at once. My parents sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching tv, as I walk in I see the concern and curiosity etched on their faces.“This is a surprise Aiden I didn’t know you’d be coming over.” my father says, voice deep, commanding, with the faintest edge of expectation. Tristan Wilder, retired FBI director, though retired my father still had me straighten my posture around him.“I had the day off so I thought I’d stop by...” I smile lowering myself into the arm chair across from them.My mother, Aria, smiled softly, she switches off the television “So how are you doing?” she asks. “It’s been… a couple of weeks, losing her and going straight back to work... We’re worried about how you’re doing Aiden.”I don’t say anything
Raeleigh CampbellPOVYou know life always has a way of throwing you a bone when you think your life is over. Well that’s what Craig is to me. I was at the end of the rope but Craig saved me from dying alone in my bathroom in a cold bathtub.Having Craig in my life, he was more than a life line to me. He was a good friend I told almost everything about myself. The only thing Craig didn’t know was what I did for a living and my first name and last name.My eyes follow my team and family busy with sorting through the next couple of shows.The familiar hum off the plane in the air, the soft shatter from everyone onboard. The sound was comforting to my ever raising heart.I leaned back into the plush leather seat, notebook open on the table in front of me, my laptop open on the table as well, my pen in hand trying to fix what I don’t know what is broken.Jay on the screen in front of me, with his tablet in hand, scrolling while making notes on my thoughts. I loved working with Jay, he was
Raeleigh CampbellPOVThe stage was set, the details people were waiting for. The silence was deafening. My every move was watched.Because I was about to be watched I’ve made sure I’d blocked Carson, not only for my sake but because I didn’t want him to seem like the clingy ex who wouldn’t let go. He’d phoned me all at least seven more times yesterday before I couldn’t take it anymore and blocked him.The cameras followed my every move as I flipped through the day’s schedule, the crew silently capturing every move. One camera was positioned behind me to get a view of my laptop and the other in front of me.Today they were supposed to be about the “real me” the behind the scenes, the quiet moments between performances but all the lights, lenses, and microphones felt like another kind of stage. The me without the make up and the thousand dollar outfits. Me without the performance.It was supposed to capture what the hours leading up to stepping out onstage was like to me. But I wonder
Aiden WilderPOVThe morning was draining; the interview was worse than visiting the dentist. The man was looking for drama he didn’t get, he kept poking and probing about Lydia and if I was dating anyone new. Men didn’t care if for shit like that. But the man wouldn’t let up.I was back in my bedroom. We’re leaving tomorrow morning. I needed an ice bath to soothe my aching muscles. When I bought this building, I made sure to add a gym, a sauna and room for my recovery. An ice bath was exactly what I needed. Even though my body was killing me. All I could think about was her, the message she sent when I was on my way back from my interview. I have to pack for the next game, I needed to get my body ready for the next game and all I could think about was her...T was all I cared about right now, and a part of me knew it was wrong, I was being obsessive. T was there for me, when I had that ACL tear at seventeen and thought my life was over. That everything I’ve worked so hard for was ove
Raeleigh CampbellPOV{I've been a slave to the voices in my head, telling me I'm bad, worthless, I don't deserve to be here. I want to be free, I want to live a life my parents always wanted for me, my siblings gave up so much for me to be here today. I feel like I've given an amazing life, yet th
Raeleigh CampbellPOVThe applause still rang in my ears as I stepped into my dressing room, but the second the door closed behind my dad, it was like a switch inside me was switched off. I was a completely different person. I sat down and let out a sigh. All the happiness I felt just seconds away
Raeleigh CampbellPOVThe restaurant was busy despite it being a Tuesday night. As I walk in, I could feel the air around the restaurant change. I knew why. Rae Hartley just walked in.I weave my way to where my friends were. I slid into the booth beside Mel and Haz. Opposite Jenna and Maya.The sm
Raeleigh CampbellPOV“You know when I wrote this song, I actually wrote two versions. I had the one I released and the one I kept to myself. One was released as a pop song for the radio and the other felt like a diary.” I smile at the crowd as I set up my mic.I felt like I was sharing a side of m







