Everything I Don't Deserve/Post Malone

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"You really need to tell Austin. You know this right? Owen is one of his closest friends and that shit isn't cool Jordy. He literally told you that?" Edie was perched on the edge of the table at the The Rev helping me fold the freshly washed tee shirts and other clothing I was packing into totes for Connor and I to load up and head to the airport with.

"I'm not kidding at all Edie. He told me that since Alex was gone he didn't even really enjoy hanging out with Austin as much, but he was definitely looking forward to the Vegas trip for his birthday. 'It's fun playing with someone else's money..'"

"What. The. Fuck. Jordan. That's so fucked up! No wonder he only lets Ben stay... Ben was talking about Vegas and he said Austin waits until they are all too drunk to function before he goes off by himself and plays with 'real money' as Ben called it. It stresses Ben the fuck out, you have to tell him before Vegas Jordan."

"I will. Im dreading it but when we get back in town he and I will have to have a conversation. I need to talk to him about work, and we have to come to some sort of agreement, even if that means me walking away. I promise to bring it up before things get too heated if I can help it." I said with a sigh as I placed the lid on the large plastic box.

"He knows by the way.." Edie said looking at me as she scooped Kiwi up and kissed his head. He purred and cuddled into her. "Ben, Jay and Dre sat him down last night and told him."

"Fuck. How did that go?" I winced as I thought about how bad he probably blew up on them.

"Well.. Ben said he wasn't as angry as he thought he would be, but he definitely wasn't happy but he seemed to be beating himself up more about it than blaming you. He told them to make you stay... apparently that means offer you whatever it took to keep you here and that he was going to try and make things right, swore he would make a change. They really tore into him Jordan. Not just about you, but the whole tour and situation. There were more bad reviews from that last show, they are very concerned venues are going to start backing out... that venue threatened not to have him back after he trashed the damn dressing room after the show. He got fined too..."

"Wait.. trashed the dressing room. This is the first I've heard of this. What the hell did he do?" I was shocked. His behavior has always been over the top and especially when he's pissed but he's never gone that far before.

"Ben said Dre told everyone not to talk about it. There weren't many people around to see it. They didn't want it out to anyone he lost his shit. Broke a chair and a table, made a huge mess of everything. Ben said by the time he made it on the plane he had calmed down, mainly because he was finally coming down off his fucking coke rage and the venue security threatened to call the cops." Edie said as she scratched Kiwi behind his ears and plucked some dust from his whiskers.

"Holy shit Edie.." I said as I sunk down in my chair. Fuck. It got worse than I could have imagined.

"Yeah.... Don't tell him I told you that."

"I wouldn't dare.."

"He said after their conversation last night he was in a shit mood but wasn't mad. At least not angry mad. He was mad at himself for being an unprofessional dick but they hope by the way he was acting and the promises he made that maybe he's realized this bullshit is going to blow up in his face if he doesn't stop and get his shit together. If international venues start getting word of this shit they could threaten to pull as well. They are all stressed.."

"I hope they hit a nerve Eds, and now I feel like I need to give him a chance... one more fucking time..." I sighed and pressed my thumbs to my temples.

"Be ready for a meeting on the flight. Austin is not involved for obvious reasons but they already have a new contract for you to sign if you are willing..." she said.