Gorilla
Every inch of her was perfect. Every inch of her was mine. What is she doing to me? I've never been the jealous type. Never. This is all new to me. And to be honest, I'm not reacting well to it.
What are you doing to me Lexi?
Face to the ceiling with a faint breeze hitting my skin after that mind blowing hot shower sex. Night light was the only source making me able to see. Not like there was much to see. I've been living here for a while, I know the place pretty well.
Her head was heavy on me, she's sleeping like a child. Air. I need more fresh air. What can I do? Push her head off? She'd wake then ask where I'm going. Slowly. That's what I'll do.
Twisting my chest, pushing one shoulder deeper into the bed while the other into the air, her head steadily slid off. Victory. Her eyelids remained shut, one less conversation for me. Speaking of conversations, I need to take to someone. Would it be wrong if I called them at 1:37 in the morning? Probably. But I can't wait, this anticipation is killing me.
Bringing my phone with me, I walked out into the open air. That's better. Their number was at the top of the list. I saved their name to 'Will' just incase Lex went through my phone and would then get suspicious if I put their real name there.
Within a click of a button, it dialled.
It wasn't long until I heard them pick up, not long at all actually. "I wasn't expecting you to call this early. I'm glad you did actually. I have news." My heart rate speeded up, almost as if I was nervous. Am I? Who wouldn't be.
Not trying to sound desperate, I took control of my breathing. "What's the situation?" It may have been too early to joke, but I still got a small laugh on the other line.
"Don't you ever think what it would be like if..." Her voice trailed on, talking about irrelevant information that I didn't need nor want.
Call me rude, sure I may have been. But not if not the time for mind games, it's too damn later. Or early. Whatever. "The news Amanda. What's the news." Trying not to sound to aggravated while saying this was hard. But I think I nailed it. SNL paid off.
Silence filled the other end. Who could blame her? I pretty much just cut her off completely. But at least it shouldn't stay silent for too long as we obviously do have things to take about. "Oh right." Pausing again, she recalled what she was mentioning before. "I got a call back from one of our spies!" She sounded like a kid who just got told they're going to Disney World.
"Our spies?" I questioned. Since when did that happen. I wouldn't call it spying. Let's call it, supervision instead. It could come in handy! What would happen if anything were bad to happen? We have witnesses. So let's call them 'secret' bodyguards. "Since when were they spies? Anyway. Carry on."
That's the second time I interrupted. Let's not make it a third. "One of them sent me a photo with Lex and another guy on it. I've had a look but I'm not too sure if it's her. Were you with her last night? What am I saying. Of course you were..." Muttering the rest of her words out made me think that this is all going to waste.
If Amanda's not even sure if it's Lex and they've been friends for how long? Exactly. "Send it to me and I'll have a look at it. Is that all you've got?" To me, her source don't seem really reliable. Why would they be doing this favour for Amanda. When you break up with someone, you don't say in contact with them or their friends. It just ends there.
She sighed on the other line. "It's not much. But it's something right? Well, if it's not even Lex then it wouldn't be. I say we should just fire them and set up our own team! We could take shifts." She suggests, playing it out in her head.
Laughing at her idea. I actually thought about it for a second there as well. "Maybe in another life. We're not that skilled and she would recognise us." It makes me feel like a stalker. Wanting to know what she's with and when. Is this wrong? Should I stop? Can I stop?
All these questions made my eyelids falling down towards the shutting point as each second passed. "In another life then. I'll call or text you when I find out anything more. Get some sleep."
Straight after the call ended, a picture was sent to my phone.
Looking at it more and more made me see that it's not her. The body shape, hair, everything. It's not her. I know what she looks like well enough to know this. Making sure the photo was deleted, my body found it's way back where it belongs. In warm sheets.
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Being in the studio all day may seem like a relaxing job to many. But I assure you, it's incredibly stressful. Useless tunes being thrown at you left, right and centre was something that had to be picked out. With Phil and Ari her, it made it much easier to know whether we were feeling a song or not.
However, today's just had to be a day that Ari was on holiday (again). And Phil wants to spend time with his family. Can't blame them both really. I'd do the same. Although I do have the money to... There's too much going on right now for that.
Today was a short day. Not like I'm complaining. Nor is it like I have a shift that I have to follow but I'm trying to go to the studio for at least 4 days a week. My fans want more music and so do I.
3pm and I'm finishing up already? That's right. Be jealous. I got as much done as my brain would allow. Unwanted cloud seem to be hovering over it recently. Wounded why. Oh, I know! My, hopefully wrong, assumption that my girl is cheating on me.
Does everyone go through doubts in relationships? For their sake, I hope they don't.
It's not fun. Trust me.
Unknowingly, my body decor bed me and I found myself in front of a all so familiar door. Time to see Amanda.
