When Mrs. Infamous Loved The Masochist... (BOOK 2)

Chapter 51

Remington's POV

January was close to being over and while I was glad to know our record was so close to being done, I was also missing my sweet girlfriend like crazy. I felt so bad I couldn't be there to celebrate her birthday with her, but at least she sounded like I made her really happy with the song I dedicated to her. I promised myself to make it up to Carina, especially when this record was done and finally out, I'll celebrate that achievement with her with no hesitation. Our label told our band we could get one more song on the radio before the record get released around the same time as my birthday. I couldn't wait for our record to be flying off of shelves in every city. We'll finally be able to put ourselves out there and introduce everyone to Palaye Royale. For our whole lives, we've felt invisible to the rest of the world and were never considered or taken seriously. But thanks to good people who came into our lives and others who have always believed in us, we've gained enough confidence to earn this opportunity to finally present ourselves to the world and bring something new to this beginning era of rock n' roll.

A couple of days before the end of the month, I looked around the best record store in the city with the intention to send a small gift to Carina before I get to come back home to her. By the time we would be able to go home, we would have finished the record and we'd only return for business and meetings. I was so excited, I had some plans especially for Valentine's Day this year to make it more special for my beautiful angel. Nothing made me more happy than the thought of making up for the lost time we weren't together, but I know she's doing her best back home. I'm sure she misses me a great deal, but knowing she's still fiercely independent and capable, I had a feeling she was still working hard towards her career and just being the most amazing person ever. Looking through some bins, I found some hidden treasures within such as The Zombies, Fleetwood Mac, The Kinks, and The Who. I smiled at the thought of her freaking out in excitement once she saw these and learn that I bought them for her. I felt someone tap on my shoulder and when I turned, my smile disappeared to see it was Vera, smirking at me again.

"The Who and Fleetwood Mac? You have such good taste for an underground band", her comment was anything but amusing as I clarified, "They aren't for me, they're for my girlfriend. She may not look like it, but she's had better taste in music than anyone she's known before coming into my life." Vera rolled her eyes at the mention of Carina, then crossed her arms as she exclaimed, "I'm sure she's just peachy and sweeter than pie. But have you ever thought of what everyone else might think if you and your band ever got big to sell out concerts and tours and they saw you with her under your arm?" I shrugged as I bought the records, "Why should I give a shit what everyone thinks?" She scoffed as if the answer was obvious, "Because you're a rebel rock star and she's a goody two-shoes. You both are out of your leagues and the rest of the public believes that. The second they see you with her, they won't accept her."

As much as I shouldn't have listened to her, that made me think. I know me and my brothers will get big someday soon, and I want nothing more than to share that success and fame with the love of my life. But the idea that everyone who supports our band will end up hating Carina just because she seems different from me. What if she ends up believing she's not good enough to stay with me? My heart broke to believe she would think less of herself just because of what others might think of her. Still, I love her too much to let her believe otherwise and let her leave so easily. I turned to Vera and explained to her, "You may be right. Maybe our fans won't love Carina for being with me. But if that's the case, they're not my fans. A true fan would love their idol and love everything about them, as well as support what they do and what they like. If our fans decide to love us but not the people we care about, I'd rather not have them as my fans. I never wanted to be a rock star for the fame and fortune. I just wanted to make my mark in this world that always made us invisible."

Vera looked upset that she couldn't get to me, but I didn't care because nothing she could say would make me want to leave Carina. I walked away from her as I headed to the post office to have the records sent to Carina in a matter of days. A few days later, I got a call in the evening after we were done working for the day from Carina as she squealed excitedly over the phone. I laughed to myself as she gushed over how much she loved my gift to her, "I'm happy you like the records, ma chérie." She continued to express her gratitude, "Like them? I've been wanting to have these records for months! The record store in Querencia doesn't have such a bug supply so it's hard to find some good copies. I couldn't have asked for anything better, Remington! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!"

I continued to giggle at how fucking cute my girlfriend can be when excited about something and so I decided to tease her, "Goddammit, Carina. You shouldn't do that." She sounded confused, "Huh? Do what?" I smirked to myself as I answered her question in a seductive tone, "Sound so fucking cute that it makes me want to do things to you...with you under me while I'm on top of you..." That made her fall into a hushed silence, which made me smile as I said to her, "Anyway, I'm happy you love the gifts and I can't wait to see you soon. I love you, ma chérie!" I stayed on the line a little longer to hear her say back in an embarrassed tone, "I...I love you too...R-Remington..." She hung up then and I did the same before finally turning in for the night. Just a few more days and I get to go home to the one person in my life who can make it feel like that no matter what.