The Different Shade Of Grey

Chapter 23

"YOU ALMOST PASSED OUT BEFORE YOUR PARTY AND YOU ONLY TELL ME THIS NOW?" Ross seems mad at me. The way he's looking at me is so reprimanding. I know he cares but sometimes just take a chill pill.
I storm out of his room, into his bathroom. Splashing my face with warm water, he slams the door closed and pushes me against the bathroom do. This makes me gasp and my breathing is heavy. His bright blue eyes turn dark blue with anger. The angry stare his giving me makes me quiver in fear.
"I am worried about you and every time you're angry, it affects your asthma. Phoebe, we've been dating for close to two months but I treat you like my wife and you're my number one priority. You better stop being careless towards the people who care about you," his voice is deep, rough and husky. He's not yelling at me but the way his words addressed me, sounds like it.
I feel his hands go through my hair and he strokes his, buries his nose into my hair and breathes.
"The way you're so careless about your own health, angers me and breaks my heart. The day I hear that you've departed, I will commit suicide to meet you halfway," his whisper tickles my neck as the hot sound waves escape his lips. We look at each other and Ross's anger has vanished and his vulnerable blue eyes are back to being bright. His actions speak way louder than words. The way he reacts towards me is really...a blessing.

"PALE PINK LIPSTICK, BIG FAT POOFY CURLS and a big furry coat," Karisma claps her hands once she's done with my hair and makeup. I look like Charli XCX in the "Drop That Kitty" music video. Fuck it, I look amazing! I walk towards the mirror and stand in front of it and just stare at myself. Run my fingers in my hair, pop my hip at the side as I pop the collar of the coat. Feeling myself 'fore the party; best feeling ever. I look back at Cheyenne, Karisma and Janice and they seem proud of my outfit and Karisma's work on my face.
"Bebe Disk, ready to fucking slay," Cheyenne cheers me on. I wink at her, Janice giggles and Karisma is still in awe of her work.
We hear the limo hoot twice in Chey's driveway. We exit the mansion and walk towards the limo, with the help of her mom and brother, there's a quick photoshoot.

WE WALK INTO THE VIP SECTION, where the DJ table is set and we see the whole club in an incredible view. At the corner of the club, there's large stacks of presents that's all for me. This excites me 'cause the morning after, I'm get to see the gifts I received.
Cole is on the decks and the room is pumping. The BBW go-go dancers are dancing in the cages that are placed each side of the DJ table. Everyone is dancing and having a good time.
I walk to the DJ table and Cole hugs me.
"Happy birthday sweetie," he says. I thank him and let go of him. He grabs the microphone and places it under his bottom lip. "Everyone having a good time?" The crowd response with loud cheering , "The lady of the night is standing right next to me. Give Bebe a happy cheer!" The loud cheer and clapping makes me blush. I wave and everyone goes wild! "It ain't a birthday party without singing 'Happy Birthday' to the birthday girl!" The whole crowd starts singing the traditional Birthday Song to me, making me giggle and smile shyly. The song comes to an end and at the corners of the stage, I see Reese, Ted, aunt Mia, uncle Lelliot and my parents. It's a bittersweet surprise but I'm still smiling. Seeing my favorite family members makes me happy. I hug them, except for mom and dad, and they wish me a Happy Birthday. The parents who created this DJ , come towards me as I 'smile' and hug them. I whisper in their ears, "Just doing this for the show, still not coming home." They let go of me and still smile but you can identify its fake.
Dad walks towards Cole, leaving mom and I. Shrugging, I walk back to my friends and continue partying and making memories but that's stopped by Cole's announcement. I turn on my heel and look at Cole with a frown. He walks down the the table and there's a huge screen that comes rolling down and a mysterious projector comes out of nowhere. Shine (Sam Feldt's remix) by Years & Years starts to play as a slideshow of my throwback pictures start to appear, making me blush and giggle. Everyone smiles as the slideshow continues and throwback videos are on full display with the song Angel by The Weeknd is playing in the background. Cheyenne and Karisma link arms with me as my 'happy' tears start streaming down my cheeks.
The slideshow comes to an end and there's a long message written in cursive. Ross, uncle Lelliot, Reese share the introduction of the message. Ross starts, "22nd of November, an angel was born. Her early years were her happy years and having fun was always in her daily schedule." Reese continues, "Her giggles were remarkable, the smile she gave you made you automatically smile back. Phoebe Rose Grey was a little happy flame that would never burn out." Lelliot adds, "Every flame has its disturbing wind but she found music which lead her to success and found her passion along the way. The bright young soul grew up to shine her light upon the ones who had dark clouds over theirs." Mom's voice comes next, making me cry a little more, "Even when she had a dark cloud disturbing her, her vibes were never killed at all. Every happy soul has its tears, hers was shocking but she never gave up. My beautiful flower is finally sixteen. She's still my little girl and I'll always love her." Dad concludes the message, "We wish you a happy birthday and a smile of happiness. Still our little sunshine even when you're sixteen. Love you forever and always." The screen shows a picture of a black matte Kawosaki motorcycle and an Audi convertible in the same color. I frown and look at my friends as I quickly wipe my tears. They look back at me with frowns and shrug in unison.
Dad takes the microphone on the DJ table and puts it near his lips. All the attention is on him, "Most of you must be confused by the visuals and the rest must've figured out the Math already," He looks down at me, making me raise my eyebrow in spite, "Phoebe, let's take a walk outside. You and all of your guests." Dad reaches out his hand and I have no choice but follow him wherever he's taking me. We all walk out of the venue and it didn't take as long as I thought it would be. The two vehicles are parked right in front and both of their number plates have my name on them.
My eyes widen and I let go of my dad's hand, "What the fuck..."
It finally adds up in this stupid little mind of mine...they belong to me! I've got two matte vehicles and they're mine! Which means, dad is allowing me to drive? He's allowing me to drive! Yes!
I run towards the Audi R8 and run my fingertips on it and for some reason, everyone is commenting and cheering. My smile is so wide, my jaw starts to hurt. Jumping up and down, claiming like a kid, I start celebrating.
"Happy Birthday Phoebe," I feel a hand on my left shoulder. I turn on my heel and it's just my dad. He obviously got these for me and got into a huge argument with mom to get them. Either way, still grateful.
I smile and throw my arms him as I I hug him with the daughterly love he craves from me. Sometimes I feel like a nutjob for being so ungrateful. Now I got a car and I know deep down that I don't deserve it but I'll piss my dad off if I don't accept the gift from him. Still thankful for getting an Audi!

WE'RE BACK IN THE CLUB AND THERE'S STILL NO MUSIC, as a DJ, I wanna keep the party pumping. I walk to the the table and people are cheering me on, even my dad. This makes me smile as I slip Cole's headsets around my neck. Luckily, I already prepared a mashup. Well...it's not prepared, it's just my fan favorite mashup.
Galantis', In My Head starts to play and I've already earned swaying hips and a couple of sing alongs from the crowd. A great way to start my first day as a sixteen year old.