Lost 'H'

Chapter Eleven

AUTHOR NOTE: I'm so sorry for that really late update! I was extremely busy this month with work and I was exhausted when I got home! So here is the chapter :) I hope you'll enjoy it! Votes and comments will be happily accepted! :)

Bruno's POV:

I woke up on the couch of the studio. I immediately sat up and grabbed my head. It was pounding. I guess I drank too much last night. I looked down and saw myself naked. "Oh shit" I whispered to myself. "Oh shit Bruno you were so good last night" I turned around to where the sleepy voice came from and saw Esperanza lying next to me on the couch, naked as well, but with the blanket covers her. "Oh shit" I quickly got up and started to put my clothes on. "What happened?" she asked as she sat up a little. "You don't get it! I have a girlfriend! And we had sex! That's not good!" I said in a little angry tone. "Well you didn't mention her last night" she said. I looked away from her. "Well you know it can be call a rape and I can call the police" I said. "Why? You're the one who pushed me on the couched and started to undress me. Maybe I can claim it was a rape and have you arrested!" she said. I rubbed the back of my head. "Let's just keep it as a secret between us. Let's forget it even happened. You go back to your house, I'll go back to my girlfriend, and be happy that we have a great song, right?" I said. She got up and put her clothes on. "If that's what you want..." she said as she finished putting her shoes on. "Goodbye, I'll see you around Bruno" she said and left for the door. "Bye" I simply said and she left.

I bumped my fist in the table so hard, that I think if I'd put a little more power in that fist the table would've break. I took out my phone and saw I have 2 missed call, both from Jessica. I'm so screwed after that. I will try to hide it from her tho. I dialed her number. After a few rings she picked up.

"Hey baby I'm sorry I didn't answer" I said softly. "Stop it right there before you'll start talking about things you'd like to have with Jessica. Leave me my innocent please" I heard H' from the other side of the line. I laughed at her words. "Where are you?" she asked. "I've been in the studio all night" I said. "And you couldn't take me with you? It's our song" she said. "You were sleeping. I didn't want to wake you up" I said. "You think I won't handle sleepless nights?" she said. "No it's just... I don't know.... I don't feel this song..." I said. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I don't think it's going to work out..." I said. "Well" she said annoyed. There was silence on the other side of the line for a few seconds. "Come back quickly, your girlfriend is waiting for you" she said and hanged up, not even letting me to respond.

Am I in troubles?

H's POV:

I was sitting in my room and played my guitar. Now that he claims its 'not gonna work' I need to come up with something new. How comes I'm doing it alone? He needs to be here too. And why the hell did he left to the studio without me? Does he hides something?

I heard the front door opening and I got out of my room. "Well well well... Look who came" I said. "It's my house after all. Be nice" he said. "You still owe me some explanations" I said. "Look," he said a little annoyed "stuff like that happens in the music business. You don't know it yet. But this is serious. I want the best for my album and if you don't agree than you can go and leave the opportunity I'm I'm giving you." He raised his voice a little.

"You know what..." I said a little. "You can fuck off" I said and ran to my room.

Bruno's POV:

She ran to her room. I really fucked things up. Sometimes I wish I wasn't that stupid. I was about to go after her as I saw Jessica comes down. "We need to talk" she said.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "I'm worrying you. I'm worrying this. All this situation!" She said. "You're taking a risk! Not only she can hurt you, but you can get yourself a bad name after that" she whispered. "No one will figure it out baby, especially not her!" I said. "It works out so good! Here, just now I got myself a duet with Esperanza Spalding! That what I did in the studio!" I said to her. "Wait..." She said. "So you did like that song, you just lied to her?" She asked. "Of course! She is a hit maker! She helps me so much and she doesn't even knows that! And no one will know it too!" I said. "So what will happen after you're going to finish the album?" She asked. "She's going back to where she came from" I said and she heaved a sigh. "I know I suppose to trust you, but it's really complicated and dangerous Bruno. Really really dangerous. I don't want you to get hurt." She said and hugged me. I hugged her back. "Don't worry, I won't get hurt. I will be ok" I said and kissed her lips. "I need to go talk to her, she told me to fuck off" I chuckled a little and she smiled. "I need to go for work any way, I have photo shoots today and I already late" she said. "I'll see you later then" I said and sneaked another kiss from her as she left.

H's POV:

I was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling. I was angry. He's hiding something, I know it. I heard some talking and whispering from outside. I opened the door just a little and saw Bruno and Jessica talking. I allowed myself to eavesdrop their conversation.

"You're taking a risk! Not only she can hurt you, but you can get yourself a bad name after that" Jessica whispered to him. "No one will figure it out baby, especially not her!" Bruno said. Are they talking about me? "It works out so good! Here, just now I got myself a duet with Esperanza Spalding! That what I did in the studio!" He added. What?? That filthy liar!"Wait..." She said. "So you did like that song, you just lied to her?" She asked. "Of course! She is a hit maker! She helps me so much and she doesn't even knows that! And no one will know it too!" He said to her. "So what will happen after you're going to finish the album?" She asked. "She's going back to where she came from." He said. In that moment I couldn't listen anymore. I wanted to kill him so bad.

I pulled my knife out and searched and it for it sharpest side. Maybe killing him is too harsh, I can just keep him alive and make his life a living hell. Yep, that'll work. I heard footsteps coming closer to my room. A knock then came on my door. "H'? are you there?" He asked kindly. This fucking asshole. He got in the room and I threw the knife over him, but the knife got stuck in the door cause he bent down.

"What the fuck?!" He cried out. "You filthy liar! I heard your talking!" I screamed at him. "What are you talking about??" He asked. "Don't play it innocent!" I said. "You used me! You fucking used me!" I screamed at him. "Look I can explain it-" he said but I cut him off "What exactly do you want to explain Bruno? Huh? You lost your inspiration and any idea for songs, so when you saw me you saw my potential and let me do all the job, then you'd dump me back to the street without giving me no credits or money??" I asked. "Ok so you can explain it" he said. "You betrayed me! You jerk, asshole, douch bag!" I said to him and flipped a chair down. "You know that why I hate famous people like you. You all playing nice and kind just to stab someone in the back." I said. "You thinking that I have nothing anyway, so what can she loose anyway?" I said. "Well there is one thing that left from me, other than this guitar and my knife. Something that you can't buy in a store and you can wrap it up in to a gift." I said. "And this thing is my pride. You took away my pride, the only thing that left of me." I went forward to him and took my knife out of the door. "If you're going to use any of the things I suggested, or anything that I took part in, I swear you're going to get down. And I don't care you're famous, or that you have money, or fans or the media. Just remember that now, I know where you live. And if I'm going to hear over the radio that Bruno Mars has a new hit, and I'm going to recognize it, I'm going to bring my friends and I'm going to make sure that the only hits you're going to have will be very painful." I threatened. I could see the fear in his eyes. I took my guitar and my knife and ran out of the house.

I'm not done with you, Mr. Bruno Mars.