WICKED: HEXED TWO || URBAN (CB)

Chapter 55

this is the beat he 'made.'
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Luca Delavan
Ain't been this faded since before Marz. I was off my shit. Sittin in my studio tryna make a new sound fa Lani. I couldn't even sit straight. Don Julio had a nigga on a different planet.

But it's where I needed to be.

If Anais couldn't comfort me when I felt bad, that liquor and some isolated studio time was the next best thang. Wunt a good habit and I still felt empty in the end but it's all I knew. There was no way around the shit if I really thought about it.

After all I did fa me and Anais' relationship, I end up getting screwed over in the end? I- I made sure she had everything she needed while she was out here. I protected ha. I made sure she got a job, had a roof over ha head, hung around the right people, connected with ha kids and stayed outta trouble. Yet I'm the bad guy in all this?

She don't appreciate shit. That's what it is. She's a bitch and she always has been. You know this. Only reason she came here was for her kids. She didn't really want you or Milo. She just wanted to take your kids away from you and leave. You did the right thing making her stay. But you fucked up thinking she could ever appreciate you again.

Nodding my head, I took another swig of my drink straight from the bottle. Luh nigga in my head was right. I needed to be with a bitch that actually appreciated me and what I did for her. Lord knows Anais didn't.

I still ain't wanna end shit with ha. I couldn't. I still loved ha. But at this point it felt like there was no going back. This is the second time we've broken up. And we lasted even shorter than the last time. That should really say sum about how well we work together.

Taking a deep breath, I played one of Milani's tracks out loud. I really worked better when I was drunk cause I just knew ha voice was gone make this sound even better. Part of me wanted to call ha up and see if she could sing on it right now.

I had some lyrics written down and a melody already in mind fa ha.

Before I knew it, my fingers had been hovering above ha phone number and within seconds, it'd been ringing.

"Hello?" She answered.

I didn't really mean to call ha. I thought about hanging up and texting ha that it was a mistake. Sober me would never, figuring Anais wouldn't like it. But I ain't have shit to lose. Already lost it all.

"Yo..."

"Why'd you call? It's like 1:00am." She chuckled.

"I- I- I don't know." I laughed. "I just...I just wanted to see if you could um...come to the studio maybe. Sing on this new track I been working on."

"Can't that wait til the day?"

She was right. It could wait. But I needed...someone. I just needed someone here with me, right now, so I wouldn't have to be alone with my thoughts.

"Nah. It's urgent. Come to the studio. Yeen gone regret it. Trust me."

"Okay. Whatever you say. I'll be there in a few. I was about to go home for the night. I was out with friends but I'll stop by."

"Perfect. See you then, ma." I smirked.

Hanging up the phone, I felt like I done committed a crime. Shit felt off and I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt.

You and big head ain't together no mo. You ain't got shit to feel guilty about.

"But-"

You're single.

I guess I was...single.

Within what seemed like minutes, I heard footsteps from behind me. I immediately thought it'd been Anais fa some reason. I whipped around in my chair with excitement only to see it'd been Milani.