Demi
"Are you okay?"
I looked up and forced a smile as Tim looked at me with a worried expression, "I'm fine."
"Relationship problems?"
I shot him a piercing look, "No."
He put his hands up in surrender, "I'm just taking a guess, you seem a little out of it today."
I shook my head, "I'm fine... Nicko's mom is in the hospital so I'm just distracted and worried."
"Got it. Well if it helps, we're nearly done with the song. This should be our last day in the studio, maybe tomorrow if the production takes longer but it shouldn't. When do you want to start doing some press for it? I can set up an interview soon."
I nodded, "I guess in the next couple of days, right? I'm so excited for people to hear it."
"As am I. Another thing though, we should rehearse it live and work out how we want to sing it. I can play piano some of the performances, and then we can get someone to do it. What do you want the mood to be?" He looked a bit nervous.
My brow furrowed,"The mood? What do you mean?"
Tim shrugged, "Do we want it to be romantic? I know the song is, but I think the performance should match it. I understand if you don't want that but I think it'd be a good selling point."
I rubbed my face, "What do you mean?"
He sighed, "I mean... Do you want to play the romance card? Do you want to play the audience on chemistry?"
"I mean... I guess so. They know I have Nicko though so it shouldn't be that much of an issue."
Tim nodded, "Exactly, so it would obviously be fake but I want to show the vibe of the song. It's supposed to intimate but at the same time I want it to make people want to sing it from the rooftops."
I had to smile at the expression of passion on his face, "It's a good message. I'm sure people are going to love the song. Usually, if Nicko likes it, people love it."
He smiled, "I have to admit I wasn't sure if he was just being polite."
I shook my head, "No he definitely did love it... He's just a little protective and it comes off as overbearing."
Tim put up his hands, "Hey I've dealt with overprotective boyfriends before. It doesn't really phase me."
I frowned, "We've just been through a lot. If you knew the full story you'd understand... I think. I don't even know if I understand."
"It's cool." He shrugged, "You don't have to tell me, but if you wanna vent, feel free."
"It's not even vent worthy honestly. It's just that sometimes I'm scared of how invested we are with each other. I'm scared of the commitment and I'm scared of how deeply I'm in love with him. I'm just scared. I know it's weird and terrible for me to be saying that because I already have a beautiful baby girl with him and I'm not saying I regret that at all. I would never in a million years take that back. But I never wanted to fall this deep. I never wanted to fall so deep that I couldn't recover if something happened."
~*~
Later that night, after I got home and set Mia down in her playpen, I called Nicko.
"Hey." He answered in a tired voice.
"Hi baby." I cooed, propping the phone to my ear with my shoulder, "How's your mom doing?"
"She's out of her surgery and asleep now. It went good. She'll need some time before she can walk again but I can hire an in-house nurse for her, they gave me a number."
"That's great." I encouraged, "She'll be well taken care of."
"I know... I think I'll need to stay here for a while though... I don't know how long she needs me for and I want to be here for her and help her."
I bit my lip, "How long is the recovery process?"
Nicko sighed, exasperated, "The Doctor said twelve to eighteen months for full recovery but around the six month mark is when she can function relatively independently. I don't know what to do."
I closed my eyes, "What if she moved in here with us? Or she went to the lake house on Long Island?"
"I can't put her on a plane right after surgery, and the lake house would be okay for short term but I can't be away from you for so long, or Mia. And you're getting ready to do promotions for the song... This whole thing is fucked."
I shook my head even though he couldn't see me, "We'll work it out baby, I promise. I can bring Mia there to stay with you. Your mom would love that. We can base our performances in New York City if we have to."
"I don't want Mia to be away from you either." He mumbled.
"We can't have it both ways Nik, we need to figure something out. I'll talk to Tim tomorrow to finalize the details and then I'm flying down there, okay? I can set up one of the extra bedrooms in the lake house for your mom and we'll take it one step at a time." I tried to reason.
"Babysteps." He said, a hint of a laugh in his voice, "I guess that's the best we've got... I should probably get going, it's nearly eleven here and it's been a long day."
"Okay." I smiled, and looked up at the ceiling, "I love you... so much baby."
"I love you too Dems. I'll call you in the morning."
"Bye."
Once I hung up I rubbed my face and sighed heavily, I felt so bad for Nicko. The next couple of months surely weren't going to be easy for any of us.
But little did I know how right I'd be.
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