Part two they'll be one more...
I love the song that I did it was amazing and winter records loved it the most plus they paid a lot more than the other labels.
It's been a couple months with winter records and there were pretty cool it just seemed like something was wrong...
I was walking threw the building going to the studio to recorded this new song that I wrote.
I saw my producer mark in there on his phone and he didn't look at me until I went in the recording booth.
"Okay Sierra you know what to do"
I started smoothly and this song has some conversation parts which is really hard to add in a rap song if you don't get it right I'll not be good at all.
I messed up and mark stopped the music.
"Are you fucking serious I don't have time for you messing up do it right okay now in going to play it from the beginning"
"Excuse me?" I questioned him. He never yelled at me like this he usually really nice.
"You heard me bitch do it again or I'm leaving" he spat.
"Okay" was all I said.
The conversation part is really hard for me I messed up again.
"Are you fucking serious" he got up from his chair and went into the booth.
He got really close to me.
"Don't be fucking stupid it's not that hard now do it right"
He then slapped me leaving me in shock.
"Last time Sierra"
I finally did it right and his mood changed really fast he turned nice again.
What just happened.
4 months later..
"Today is the mtv music awards tune into mtv at 9 pm east coast time" I heard the news repeat.
I lit up a spliff relaxing on the sofa flipping threw channels.
"Sierra were going to mtv music award get a dress and look decent for once" mark said while throwing a couple hundreds on the spot next to me.
"And cover the bruise on your face it'll just make you uglier if you leave it" he finally said while leaving our apartment.
I sighed and went to the bathroom to cover the bruise on my face with makeup.
I fished with dark lipstick to cover the cut on my lip.
I got my keys and went to one of my cars and drove to one of my favorite stores to get a dress for tonight.
I found the perfect dress it goes blue to black ombré.
Mark wants to stand out its good publicity for the company.
I bought the dress and went back to the apartment hoping he's not there and with my luck he's not.
I called my makeup stylist to do my makeup for tonight.
I heard a nock on the door knowing mark has a key it wasn't him.
"Oh hey Sierra" my makeup artist Brittany said.
"We have to make this quick my boyfriend is coming home in a little bit and I already have foundation on just finish the rest." I said.
"Okay all I need is a hour" I nodded my head and then we went to my makeup room the begin.
She finished and I looked perfect I just hope mark thinks that too.
I then heard the door open with mark In a black and white tux.
"Hey babe" I greeted mark.
He didn't talk to me he just looked at me.
"Come on we're going to be late."
We were about to get out of the limo when he turned to me and it looked like he was going to hug me.
"If you ruin this for the company you'll know what will happen now don't be stupid." He whispered while pulling on my hair.
He let go and straighter himself. He got our first and went to go open the door for me because there was paparazzi.
