Us and Them (Sequel: Bruno Mars Fan Fic)

Chapter 8

It's been almost two weeks since I last seen Brooklyn and I'm beginning to feel normal again. Last night was the first night I didn't have a vivid dream of her, but there is something in the back of my mind that will bring up her name and I wonder what she's doing, then I bury it again.

New Years Eve is going well. I was asked to do an early concert in Las Vegas and that's what I'm doing. This is big, I want everyone to know that my show will be worth their time and they will see that my band and I are definitely worth the money they spent.

"How is everybody doing tonight?!" I yell in the mic as everyone cheered as they raise their glasses, "We're about to turn this up before the ball drops! Put your damn phones away, get turnt, get loose and dance wit me!!" I look at the front row and see Jessica dancing and cheering with my family as we sang songs from the new album, "This song is called Treasure." Everyone cheered as we took everyone by surprise once again, song after song.

As we played, sang, danced and serenade, as I paid attention to the timing and made sure that it was perfect. We planned for the concert to end just before the ball drops and it ended right on time for us to say our goodbyes. The lights dimmed as I asked security to let Jess on stage with me along with my bands wives and girlfriends as the background lights lit up before the countdown hit one we had our confetti blasts go off as I kiss her at the beginning of the new year. "I love you!" She yelled over the cheering, noise makers, whistling and music.

"I love you too baby!" I smiled as I kissed her again. "Happy New Year!" The night went on with crazy amounts of liquor, smoke and my lady standing next to me.

I was surprised when I woke up the next morning with a slight hangover, but it didn't bother me, nothing that Tylenol and water couldn't fix. I gently get up and try not to wake Jessica before jumping into the shower. It doesn't take me long till I'm out and dressed, but Jessica is still asleep. I write her a small note, letting her know I'll call her later and to meet me for lunch later. I leave the house and grabbed some food on the way to Eric's to see my nephew before Eric and I had to leave to the studio.

I've been at Eric's for an hour and a half before we decided to head out. We took separate cars as I followed him, I see my dashboard light up with Elizah's name flashing. I smile, "What up stank breath?"

"Nothing much chapped lips."

"What do you want big head?"

"Well midget, I had a few questions to ask you."

I laugh at her, "What is it snaggletooth?"

She belly laughs, "Snaggletooth! Wit cho-"

"Aaaahhhhh Elizah!" I cut her off while crackin up. "What the fuck is it that you want to ask."

"Oh so I can't get a comeback?"

"I'm about to head into the studio. I don't got time to insult you." I say while pulling into the gated parking lot.

Her voice became serious this time, "Well Magoonz, I wondered if you remember mine and Brooklyn's conversation when we were talking business in the smoking room.. You know, the night you two were trying to play outlets and prongs?"

I plainly laugh at her dumb outlet and prong analogy. But just when I start to feel normal, Elizah brings this up. Just thinking about it only reminds me that I still haven't had a proper release since before the first time I had her alone. "You mean your Paris commercial?" I remembered.

"Yes. Okay, you do remember." She sighs, "Do you remember us saying anything about maybe hiring anyone?"

I swallow hard, remembering Jessica telling me that her, her manager and Nick have been working silently behind Elizah and Brooklyn's back. I've been working so much, I completely forgotten about it. "Uhh.. I don't think so." I don't know what else to say, am I in trouble or is Jessica? I clear my throat, "Why what's up?"