'Til We Meet Again Book 2

Chapter 27

First day back in Marshalls studio might be a little weird considering what happened at Naomi's birthday. I get that it was an accident, I get that he didn't mean to but still on some level he probably meant to push me in the pool because if he hadn't meant to he would have controlled himself and spoken to me instead. When Kristy had finally made it to Detroit she had texted me like she said she would and to be frank I didn't expect her to text me at all because of what happened before she left my apartment to drive off to the airport.

Since I did all the chores and kept the apartment clean last night I won't have to worry about today, all I can do is just get to the studio and get some work done. I'm still gonna ask Dre if I can book Marshall to more venues since I don't want to be in the same studio with Marshall for a long time. I'm planning on spending a few days with Cole when he gets here but I don't know how long he'll be here so I'll ask him after work.

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I walk to the two glass doors of the studio and hear a car pull up, I look over my shoulder to see Marshall leave his car in a rush "Fuck, fuck, fuck" He says panicked "What's wrong?" I ask him as he rushes over to me "I'm hungover and my fucking head is hurting" Marshall tells me as we now walk to the doors "Well talking to me will give you more headaches" I chuckle "You think you're so funny" Marshall glares at me "I don't think I am, I know I am" I smirk at him. He opens the door for me "You can go first" Marshall smiles at me and I squint my eyes at him not trusting him, I walk to the other door and he looks confused "I'm holding the door for you, what are you doing?" He asks me "Not trusting you" I step inside "You're a bitch" Marshall says as he also step inside the studio "Wow, that's new" I roll my eyes at him

"I held the door open for you like a proper gentleman to let you in" Marshall says sounding offended "You deserve an oscar for your acting" I laugh "Seriously I applaud you for your effort" I clap "The fuck you talking about?" Marshall says playing stupid "You think I don't know you by now, I know that as soon as I step inside you would have tripped me over" Marshall ascends the steps first "I can't believe you" Marshall shakes his head "Oh cut it out" I say having enough of him playing stupid, I ascend the steps behind him "Okay fine, would have been funny to see you face plant the floor" Marshall laughs

I smirk when I see he is wearing sweatpants, I grab his sweatpants and quickly drag them down to his ankles "Amanda" Marshall yells as I run up the steps laughing, I see him trip over and he glares at me "You're gonna pay for this" I hold my stomach laughing my ass off, I hear the door open "Woah what the fuck is going on?" Denaun asks yelling "This bitch dragged my sweatpants down" Marshall says as he walks over to me pulling his pants "Nice legs sasquatch" Denaun laughs "Ooohh" I give him a high five "This is ma girl right here" Denaun wraps his arm around me and pulls me into his body "Fuck you both" Marshall push past us and enter his studio "Why'd you pull his pants down?" Denaun asks me "He was gonna trip me over when he held the door open for me" I tell him "Rookie mistake" Denaun laughs

"What's been going on with you?" I ask him as we walk together down the hall "Not much, started seeing this chick who is a Playboy model, she's hot as fuck" Denaun smirks "What about you?" He asks me "Working, Kristy went back to LA yesterday and Cole is coming to Detroit on Wednesday" I tell him "You better introduce us to your new boy toy and he better be cool to chill with us crazy motherfuckers because if he ain't he'll be hella uncomfortable" I chuckle "Trust me he's a cool guy, I'm sure he will get along with you guys just fine" I nod "He and Marshall probably won't get along" Denaun points out "He was a fan of his" I say as we both stand beside the door

"Was?" He asks looking confused as he now leans against the door and crosses his arms "Yeah, I told him about my history with Marshall and I told him he accidentally pushed me in the pool at Naomi's birthday" Denaun nods "Makes sense, I would hate a motherfucker too if he messes with ma girl" Denaun chuckles "Tell me about this Playboy chick you're hooking up with?" I ask him with a smirk "She is so sexy, when I fucked her two nights ago she was so bendy, I was taking her in all sorts of positions" Denaun smirks "TMI" I become red and very nervous "You asked" Denaun laughs "Yeah, I wanted to know what type of girl she is not what she is like in the sack" I shake my head laughing "Oops" Denaun laughs "Shut up, you did this on purpose" I lightly push him on the shoulder "Baby gurl, I do everything on purpose" Denaun smirks "I can see" I laugh and nod

We both stop laughing "It was great chatting with you, I need to get to work now" I smile at him "I have to get to work too" Denaun says and pulls me in for a quick hug. We part ways and I enter this small dark office, I switch the light on and shut the door behind me, the room lights up. I sit behind my desk, pull out my phone, pen, and notepad, and call up Dre to see if I can get some more venues booked "Yo" Dre says "Hey Dre, how's it going?" I ask him as I lean back on the chair "Not much, just working, is there a reason you called?" He asks me "Yeah there is, I would like to book Em to more venues for his Up In Smoke Tour" I tell him "I have a few more for you to book, you have a pen and paper with you?" Dre asks me "I do" I put him on speaker "Okay, take these five places down" I wait for him to tell me as I remove the lid off my pen "Auburn Hills- The Palace of Auburn Hills, Rosemont- Allstate Arena, Milwaukee- Bradley Center, Minneapolis- Target Center and Rochester- Blue Cross Arena"

I take them down along with their phone numbers "You got 'em down?" Dre asks me "Yes I did" I nod as I now take him off the speaker and place the phone against my ear "When you're done with them, email me the booking confirmation and I'll give you more to do" Dre says "I will, thanks" I nod "See ya" Dre hangs up the phone and I start booking him to the five venues. I get two done and I see the door open "Your faggot boyfriend is coming to Detroit" Marshall says annoyed "What's your problem?" I ask him with a glare "My problem is I don't want you or your fucking boyfriend in Detroit" Marshall says as he sits on the corner of my desk "Don't you have anything better to do than to bitch" I shake my head "I do" Marshall nods "Then go do them" I say as I write Dre an email explaining I can't get through to the owner of Bradley Center "I'd rather annoy you instead" Marshall grins

"Can't you see I'm busy" I look up at him from my computer screen "I can I just don't care" Marshall still grins "Have I ever told you how much I hate you?" I ignore him as I write my email to Dre "Well?" Marshall asks me and I continue to ignore him "ANSWER ME" Marshall yells and I glare at him "I get that you fucking hate me, I get that I'm not your favorite person and I get you're angry at me for leaving you but as you can see I'm trying to work and you are interrupting me" I focus back on the email "Fucking bitch" Marshall mumbles loud enough for me to hear and I shake my head as I now hear him get up and leave my room with a loud door slam. I seriously hate this, I just want to go back home.

Funny chapter for you guys, hope you enjoyed :)