The Music between us

Chapter 6 The meeting

NATHAN

I arrived at the studio ten minutes late.What ?there were traffic.Monday's are always busy

I parked my car at its usual spot .As entering the gate I was greeted by two security guards ''What's up man ''Security guard number one greeted,patting me on the back'' I'm fine just exhausted '' I replied returning the hug ''We can see that you had alot of fun dancing your ass off'' replied security guard number two with a exasperated look on his face.

''What ,wish you were there ,Dylan ?''I ask with a smirk .

''Tell me about it, I could have been there drinking my life away but no I had to stand outside in the fucken cold last night waiting for your father to finish with his meetings, him and his Meetings never ends.''Dylan says with a sigh rubbing his hand through his hair.

''Dylan ,was all over social media,sulking looks like you really had fun.''added in Security guard number one by the name Greg.

''But ain't you just security guards? I asked after being scanned and checked in.

''Yeah but your dad  is willing to pay him extra for the last 3 weeks because one of his bodyguards was arrested after a charge of assault was laid against him ,and Dylan decided to pitch in for a bit.''replied Greg

''Did you see Olivia's latest post at the Grammy,  damn she is so hot ,that's my wife ''chipped in Dylan going way off topic ,''I cant believe that boy band guy got to take a photo with her even flirt with her ,what's his name ''

'' I think its V ,from BTS ,but I gotta go ''I said walking in a rush .

I knew that because Hannat was obsessed with them. She knew they personally life age everything. I don't know what she saw in those Chinese guys

''Nathan listen wa-''
I was already gone in site ,I knew if I stayed with those two they wouldn't stop talking with those two a conversation is always brought up.

I arrived at the meeting room ,after I was stopped every second by the team to be patted at the back, congratulated, and all that salutation process. 

I knocked being answered by a female voice.
Entering the room I saw Chantelle sitting in a huge arm chair ,going through papers

My dad was staring out at the window with his hand on his pocket .
''Your late'' he said not even looking my way

''Traffic was wild.'' I replied taking a seat on one of the chairs

''You came here I seven  minutes ago we could hear your mouth all over the place ''

''Well Chantelle, I can't help it if I am being treated like a king here''I replied to my sister stealing her a glare.

''We need to talk ''said my father finally turning around
Well this cant be good
I took a chocolate mint unwrapping it and popping it in my mouth .
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Not saying a word I left the room.I ignoring people who wants to stop around and chat

My mind couldn't stop processing what my dad just told me,change my music,change my songs ,my songs had a deep meaning to me and not all of them was about fucking girls.
Well my dad didn't understand me, all he wanted was to make money out of him.

Getting on my jeeb ,I started the engine and driving away before I decide to burn  the studio down.

Driving away as far as possible a parked my car,outside a bar.Sitting for a  couple of minutes, taking in deep breaths

''You are not good enough ,we losing money because of your shenanigans!!!''

Anger started forming me ,Money was all my dad cared about,I was so sick and tired of  it.
When I decided to become a musician, was because it was something I loved ,but now what I used to love I now hate .

No,I can't hate music I love music.

Starting the car ,I started driving away from the bar.Driving somewhere else instead .

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