For Your Love. {Damiano David}

Chapter Sixty Seven - Home.

I do love my Ma and Pa
Not the way that I do love you

Well, holy moly, me oh my
You're the apple of my eye
Boy, I've never loved one like you

Man, oh, man you're my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
There ain't nothing that I need

Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
There ain't nothing please me more than you

Oh, home, let me come home
Home is whenever I'm with you
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is whenever I'm with you

La la la la
Take me home
Mama, I'm coming home

12:00

I wrap my blanket further around me as I walk down the spiral stone stairs to see Cleo and Noelle sat on the couch, staring into space tiredly. 

"Morning" My voice croaks after a whole night and early morning of screaming. They turn around to look at me and smile.

"Morning Eve" They both respond.

"Where's Jazz?" I question curiously, taking a seat down next to Noelle on the corner. 

"She's making us our well deserved breakfast" Cleo cracks a small smile. "I didn't think she'd go through with it"

"Can you all keep it down in there?! I can't focus" We hear Jazz call from the kitchen.

"Focus on what? You're just making eggs and toast" Noelle giggles. 

"I'm trying to focus on not being sick in your breakfast" 

"Wait seriously..?" I trail, not understanding if it was a joke or not. 

"Oh no I'm serious" 

"Girls? Are you in?" We hear Stephanie shout from the front door which she had just closed behind her. 

"After last night I don't think I want to go out ever again" Cleo mumbles, holding her head in pain. 

"Ah there you are!" We hear from the doorway of the living room. We glance up to see Stephanie was in a full suit... and she was looking far too chirpy for a woman who had been sick three times outside  the restaurant last night. We all groan at her tone just as Jazz comes through carrying four plates at once. This was really turning out to be a crazy morning.

"Thanks babe" I mumble, taking the plate from her arm. Once she had passed around the plates she sits down next to me, all of us digging into our breakfast as we pretty much forget that Steph is standing right there watching us all shove our faces. 

"Girls can I have a minute of your attention?" She speaks up. 

"Of course you can, what's up?" Noelle questions. 

"If you're about to tell us we can't have our lazy day and we have to be productive, I don't wanna hear it" Jazz admits.

"No, no... your lazy day is still allowed" She confirms. "What I do want to talk to you all about is something I know you all are not going to like" She sighs sadly, her mood changing completely. I couldn't take bad news today, I felt too sick to speak for gods sake. All of us stop eating, realizing that what she was about to say was kind of serious. I place down my knife and fork, nodding for Steph to go on. 

"I had a meeting earlier on this morning with your management... the ones you haven't met yet and I'm afraid it's bad news..." She trails. 

"What's the bad news Stephanie? You're killing me here" I sigh in worry. She was taking far too long in spitting it out. My first initial thought was that the management changed their mind about us... that they no longer wanted to work with us. How embarrassing would that be if I had to go home and admit I wasn't good enough.