Jackson paced back and forth infront of me as I sat on the couch, Casey next to me.
"You broke the camera". He said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I had every reason to". I spoke and Casey nodded.
"You owe the man a new camera. I'm not fucking paying for it". Jack's yelled and I stood up.
"Watch your mouth around her". I hissed and stepped closer.
"Dont come at me. I can put you on a plane back to New York any second". He said.
Colson walked in and set his things down, quickly standing infront of me, infront of Jackson.
"What's the problem"? He asked.
"Tell her to sit her ass down". Jackson hissed and pointed at me.
"Or what"? I instigated.
"What did I just tell you"? Jackson spoke as Colson pushed him back.
"Ay, back the hell up". Colson said.
I turned to Casey and shooed her out of the room. She didn't need to see this. I turned back to Jackson already looking straight at me.
"You're on thin ice with me Hart, watch yourself". He said and backed up, walking over to the door.
"That's Mrs. Baker to you asshat"? I said and gave him the finger.
He stiffened up and slammed the door as he walked off. Colson turned to me and smirked.
"I'm so turned on". He chuckled.
"Not now. Can you reach on top of the fridge and get my wallet down, Rook put it up there". I said and walked over to the kitchen.
"What do you need that for"? He asked and reached up and grabbed it
"I have to pay for a camera I broke, one of the paparazzi flashed it in mine and Casey's face eariler, then one of them scratched her arm pretty good". I said and pulled out two hundred dollars.
"Wait, my Casey"? He panicked and ran off to her room.
I set my things down and walked to Casey's room, Colson was kneeling infront of her as he inspected her arm
"Son of a bitch". He hissed and stood up.
"Dad, I'm okay". Casey said but Colson shook his head.
"None of this is okay. You shouldn't be hurt and you shouldn't be paying for a douchebags camera". He yelled and walked past us.
I turned to Casey as she shrugged her shoulders. "I'm gonna make a cake". She said and walked out.
*
*Photo dump of the story*
I sat on the couch, sipping my wine and looked though my camera. I decided to plug it into the TV so I could see them clearly. I smiled, looking at the old photos. From the pictures at the yungblud concert.
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