Aftermath (our tragic story)

Prologue

I was walking alone in our company when someone appeared in my vision, a very familiar face. He is talking with our Producer and to the other colleagues. I stopped when I reached my studio and was stunned when our eyes met.

"Timothy?" I whispered and enter my studio quickly. The next thing I know is we are at one table having a meeting on producing something, collaborating, and even covering a song.

"Ms. LA, what is your decision since you are the one who will help Mr. Timothy, with his project."  My eyes widened when I heard that I am the one who will help my ex-boyfriend with his own project. 

"We should think of someone who will collaborate with our artist first and the managing team will take care of contacting the artist." I tried to sound professional even though I was really shaking.

"That sounds great." a short compliment from Timothy. I gave him a fake smile for complimenting me.

"Ms. LA, I heard some gossip about you that you are also good at performing. Wouldn't you mind being Mr. Timothy's first collab artist?" I was really stunned when the producer said that.

"I'll think about it." a not so long answer for a 'No'.

"I've never been okay." finally, the words that I really want to tell out loud but never happened. 

"It's hard to trust people after what happened to us." trusting someone or a new person is really difficult for me. I always give people all my trust but ended up betraying me by one choice.

"I am really sorry for what I did." I did a very deep breath after hearing his sorry a million times.

"Timothy, I don't need your apologies, all I need is to bring back what I lost when we are still together," I explained.

"You used to sing and make music when we are still together. And I want you to take it back." I love singing and producing music easily but after what happened, It was never been easy anymore.

"I want you to sing with me or produce something for me." Timothy is convincing me to produce or help him make music. I stood up and leave the cafe and go back to the company. 

Soon as I arrived at my studio, I locked it up and cry silently. I don't know why but I am having a breakdown. I was always relieved that the man who bring back my trauma will be out of my sight. But I was wrong, our world is too small, we met because our fates want us to reconnect and do what we love the most.

"Lays..." my best friend knocked at my studio. I opened it and hugged her. "It's okay, I know it's hard but you got this. Maybe after this, you will feel better."

"I was never been better." Rays did nothing but hugged me the whole time.

"Timothy, are you composing or just covering a song?" Rays held my hand under the table the gave me an assurance that she is just beside me.

"I would love to cover a song for a while," Timothy answered quickly and glanced at me.

"Ms. LA, help-" the producer stopped as he looked at me deeply, reading my emotions. "Are you okay, LA?" 

"Yes, sir. I'm just brainstorming by myself."

"Railey takes care of the copyrights, and LA takes care of Timothy."

"And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you.

"And I get the feeling that you'll never need me again"  

those lyrics hit me so hard.

I don't need someone who can bring back trauma from my past.

I don't need a cheater like you.

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