Natalie gets a big break and becomes the lead guitarist for a well known artist. Tours and music is her life. Dating life? Semi non existent. Until one tour.. one concert.. which changes her whole life, once again.
"Running away isn't going to solve this problem." Gigi says through the phone. "I recommend you go back home and speak with her, she'll understand."
"Gigi. She can't know."
"I mean I think everyone knows now. Why on earth would you do this. Have you gone mad?"
"I know what I'm doing." I say as I get in my car. "I didn't call you to get yelled at Gigi. I called because I need to get in touch with the forbidden person. She called me once, but I lost her number."
"Why? She's probably going to yell at you too."
"You and I both know she had nothing to do with what happened. I need her to tell me what I have to do. To avoid what's going to happen."
"My answer would be go to space."
"Gigi."
"Fine. I'll send you her number, but you didn't get it from me, okay?"
"Okay. Thank you, I owe you one."
"You owe me many."
Gigi hangs up on me as I continue sitting in my car.
"I'm so fucked." I say as I open my phone and look at Twitter.
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"Flamed? I'm going to be torched."
I receive a message from Gigi just as I'm about to drive.
Gigi 🩵: You didn't get this number from me, we didn't talk about this person, we don't know how we got this number. This conversation never happened. Please don't drag us into something we both know neither of us can handle.
Me: I owe you BIG time. I promise I won't tell anyone about this conversation. Or that you have her number.
I hover my thumb over the phone number. Nervous, scared, nauseous.
I finally press the number and call. The ringing making me even more nauseous.
"Hello?"
I stay silent.
"Hello?"
I continue not answering, it was as if I couldn't, but I wanted to.
"Hello?"
I stay silent a few more seconds before I finally answer.
"Hey. It's me." I finally say.
"Natty?"
Oh I'm about to throw up.
"This was a bad idea. Sorry. Bye." I say quickly before going to end the phone call.
"Wait! I know why you're calling."
"You do?"
"Scooter." She says and I sigh. "Why on earth would you do such a thing? Are you insane? After everything she's been through, you go and sign under him? As if this won't literally affect her and hurt her. This will feel as the most brutal betrayal by someone she loves, someone she adores."
