Overkill // Joseph Quinn

5- secrets

It's been about a month since I sent my audition to Ross. Deep down, I was anxious to know what the results were, but it was easy to set those feelings aside and not allow them to eat me up. Jo had told me they were going to stop accepting auditions a month ago, which mean they were now reviewing them.

I had invited Jamie to Jo and I's session like I had planned for a while now. I was excited to see what we could create together with our minds being so alike.

"Good to see you." I spoke with a smile as I walked into the studio where Jamie was already sat.

"Lovely to see you. I'm excited." He stretched out his body quickly in nervousness, I do the same thing.

Jo soon arrived and met Jamie which went well. We soon got down to business and started writing a song from scratch. The process was fairly easy and it was like we were made to be a team.

Nothing of the audition was mentioned, neither Jo or Jamie knew that I sent my tape. They both decided to leave it up to me to make up my mind, which I was grateful for because if they mentioned it to me I would not be able to keep it a secret.

"We should all do something soon, like dinner." Jo suggested. Jamie and I agreed and were eventually all set on our ways to leave. I was left alone in the studio like I've found myself doing recently. This place has felt more comforting lately and I wanted to soak that in after feeling out of place for so long.

I had recently finished up Overkill and I was more than happy with the results. I wanted to wait a little longer to release it in case I found a new idea to bring to life with it. I find myself listening and analyzing each detail about it with pure joy. I had never made anything like this before and I wanted to keep it to myself as long as I could before deciding to let others have it for themselves.

I wrapped up my last minute tasks in the studio before being set to leave. I made my way toward the door and stumbled across a loose piece of paper laid on the ground. I bent down to pick it up and was almost on my way to throw it in the trash but the words written on it caught my eye.

They enjoyed your audition.

I smirked to myself, knowing Jo's intent with this note. He wasn't able to speak on any information he knew about the show, so he wrote it on a letter to avoid vocal confrontation. I shook my head before tearing it up into tiny pieces, not wanting to leave any evidence behind.

I had no ill feeling toward Jo finally knowing I auditioned like I thought I would. I know he wouldn't be mad about it, he's probably nothing but ecstatic that I finally gave in.

The rest of my day was peaceful as I spent it at home like usual. Dixie was lazy and slept most of the time, which was totally approved with me.

I finally let the realization set in that the Duffer Brothers finally reviewed my tape. They were going over auditions and were probably making a decision here soon. I wonder if Jamie is nervous about it, I wonder if him and I will both get the part. I wonder if he gets it and I won't, I wonder if it'll be the other way around. I'd be happy for him no matter what, and I'd hope he'd feel the same for me.

My thoughts were soon taken away when a knock came on my door. I flinched at the sudden notice and shifted from underneath Dixie laying on my lap to answer it. I looked through the peep hole to see Jo waiting for me to open the door. I was slightly confused at his random appearance, but didn't hesitate to greet him.

"Hey." I welcomed and he smiled once he made eye contact.

"Can I come in?" He asked, I nodded and stepped out of the doorway for him to enter. He immediately made his way over to Dixie like always, and she was now fully awake to give her attention to him.

"What's up?" I asked, taking a seat next to him. He continued to ruffle her fur, causing her to purr loudly.

"Why didn't you tell me you auditioned?" He asked. He didn't seem mad, considering his expression toward Dixie was still filled with happiness.

"I don't know, I guess I just didn't wanna jinx myself." I shrugged. His eyes finally met mine again with a questionable look on his face.

"Did you see the random piece of paper on the floor, that's kinda weird huh?" He asked acting completely clueless. I laughed at him, he really was a good actor.

"Yeah, very strange. I threw it away though... after tearing it into shreds. Made the recycling process easier." I winked which made him laugh.

"I really think it'll work out for you this time, Eds." His tone grew more serious, but there was a deeper meaning behind those words. I ignored it, suddenly not wanting to talk about it anymore. But once he left later that night, the thoughts came swirling back into my brain.

He knows something, more than what he told me on the note. It was just the way he said those words earlier, it just seemed like there was so much more to it. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but maybe I'm just getting my hopes up. I'm probably just overthinking it, honestly.

He really did seem like he knew something else, though.

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maybe he did... maybe he did