Deadly love | Chacha

Angel

~Chapter 7~
Angel

Chases POV:
I stopped playing the guitar and she got knocked out of her thoughts

Chase: "I'm done. Not doing anymore. You got your daily dose of singing today."

I put the guitar down

Charli: "noo, please do more"
She clapped

Chase: "I'm shit at guitar and singing"

I thought I was good. Until nobody wanted to license me and all I was left with was a debt, no job, and a guitar.

Delilah: "Babe, that was amazing"
She clapped and kissed me on the cheek

Ivan: "yes, that was good"

I smiled at all the compliments

Chase: "thanks guys"
Charli: "can I try?"

That is not gonna work-

Charli: "please, I've never played before"
She pouted

Charli: "I want to do more things before I die"

I see what she's doing.

Chase: "don't say that. You aren't gonna die."

I sighed and handed her the guitar
She smiled and started playing terribly

Everyone blocked their ears

Charli: "hey, I'm not that bad?"

Sure...

Charli: "c'mon teach me how"
Chase: "I don't think you are teachable"

A phone started ringing and Delilah picked up her phone

Delilah: "hello- oh. Yeah. Okay."
She put her phone down

Delilah: "Charli I really need to get to work? Is that okay?"
Charli: "yeah of course. I'm not trapping you here"

She smiled

Delilah: "okay. I will see you later. Bye"
She waved

Charli: "bye"
Ivan: "I actually needed to get to work too. I didn't want to say anything. But if she gets to leave can I go? I'm really sorry"

She nodded

Charli: "you can go"

He came over and kissed her quickly then left

I felt bad for her.

Charli: "you can go if you want"
She smiled weakly

Chase: "remember? I'm a failed musician. I don't have a job"

She laughed

Chase: "now let me teach you"

She was doing it all wrong. Her hands are not even in the right places