Chapter 47

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[Taylor]

Warning
sexual contact

I sat on the edge of the bed twisting the ring on my finger as I from the floor and to the wall, it was like 6 AM and Leland was out somewhere most likely in the studio working with the artist but it enclosed their name. It's only been a few hours since I released my 11th studio album "THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT" and also the double album the anthology with it and I know I've been through this process of releasing albums, but this one feels special to me and also vulnerable.

I was wearing black leggings with a long sweater what's a mini square attached to my way hips. I got it from the bed walked over into the kitchen and grabbed all of my necessary ingredients to make a batch of chai cookies.

Later today, I was going to invite some friends over and my mom is coming over in a couple of minutes and I had to get this place straightened up. I had to put my phone on Do Not Disturb most of it was congratulatory messages and stuff from my label. I knew Drake was also going to release today, he was going to release a diss track towards Kendrick and I heard it while I walked in the studio and he also named me dropped in the song.

He's been doing it more frequently and I knew he wasn't fond of my boyfriend. they have some weird beef with each other and when we all go out for dinner they wouldn't even speak to each other but make work glance at each other making the dinners very awkward.

I stayed up late nights getting drunk in the studio recording this album over the last two years. I kind of lost over the last two years it was weird without Joe. his present still lingers around this haunted house that we both called home. I do not miss the fights that we used to have each other each other and swearing up and down going to bed angry with each other. He went to Florida multiple times just to dick down another girl.

I heard the keyhole turn and the door opened. I didn't need to see who was there because he was the only person who had a key to my house

Leland came up behind me wrapping his arms around my body. He moved my hair to the side, placing a kiss on the side of my cheek. "Hello they're beautiful," he said placing kisses up my neck.

"Hello, sexy," I say turning around and wrapping my arms around his neck. "Where have you been all day?" I asked him.

"I've been in the studio all day just working with another artist at the moment,"

I grab a side of his face rubbing his dimples. "Who are you working with now?" He kept kissing my neck.

"Umm. . .We don't have to worry about that right now, let's talk about you and that album."

I raised an eyebrow because I was confused about why he didn't want to say anything. "Well I wanna hear about you, you won't even be inviting me to the studio,"

"Alright, do you promise not to get mad at me if I tell you who the artist is?" I shook my head up and down. "I'm working with Kanye—"

"Bitch!" I pushed him away from me and walked into the living room picking up all the vinyls that were sent from my label over to my house off the ground.

"LOOK! I'm sorry he asked me to work on one of his albums and I just couldn't help myself you know I've been a fan since I was a little kid!" I side-eye him. "I'm guessing I'm not getting laid tonight," 

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