A Love Bizarre

Prince of the Sand Castle

Prince and I haven't talked since that confrontation we had a month ago.
He has, however, been calling me up here and there.
He's done filming in Paris.
I've just wrapped up post-production on Krush Groove. It's set to release in a few months.
Meanwhile I'm not really sure what to do with my life.
I've done a few interviews here and there but for the most part I'm not sure what's next.
I don't have an agent anymore.
Prince is still with Susannah.
I could go and visit my parents but they'll ask about him and I don't want them to get involved.
With each call I received from Prince I've been more and more tempted to answer it since I really don't have anyone to talk to.
Here I am under the covers laying on the couch watching Dynasty.
I've thought about dating again but I feel like I'd be fooling myself to think that I could start seeing someone while still having these enormous feelings for Prince.
The phone suddenly rings making me jump a little.
I manage to get out from under the covers and walk up to answer.
"Hello?"
"Wow! You finally decide to answer my call!"
I recognized his voice.
"Why are you calling me?"
"I don't know why you're acting up. You're the one who brought a man over for dinner behind my back."
"Don't go there with me. You're engaged remember? You don't get to feel betrayed."
"I'm not engaged anymore."
I swallowed hard.
The phone line went silent for a few moments.
"I really don't feel like doing this again."
"I'm not messing with you. We've talked. I told her about us and she's leaving Paris."
"She's with you in paris?"
"Yeah we recorded some songs together. She was singing back up."
"I don't believe you. I don't believe you left her."
"I thought you might say that which is why I ended it with her in the recording booth and recorded our fight. Here take a listen."
All I heard were scratchy voices at first.
A few seconds later I realized its Susannah's loud annoying voice.
"I knew you couldn't keep it in your pants when I was at my grandparents. You bastard! You took the opportunity to screw that lesbian looking bitch the minute I left!" I hear her shout.
"What did she just call me?"
He ended the recording.
"Is that enough proof?"
"You confessed everything to her?"
"Yes. Things haven't been the same since."
The phone line went silent again.
The only sound I could here was his shallow breathing.
My thoughts were bouncing around in my head.
"Sheila? You still here?"
I sighed before responding.
"Yeah I am. What do you want Prince?"
"I want you to come to Paris."
"What?" I asked, feeling surprised by his request.
"Yeah! Come to Paris. I'm just about done wrapping up the post production for Under the Cherry Moon. I want you to come rehearse with the band and I for the upcoming shows once the movie comes out."
I fall short with words again.
"Whatever happened to Bobby Z? Isn't he your drummer?"
"Yea... he's just feeling under the weather during rehearsals lately."
The phone line went dead silent again as I contemplated the idea of flying all the way to Paris and what that meant for us.
"Sheila? I'm still your boss you know. When I ask you to come in for work, you're required to come in."
"Okay relax! You don't have to remind me of my place all the time. I never said no."
It annoyed me to the core to know that I really don't have a choice unless I'm willing to quit. What kind of idiot would I be if I willingly throw away a chance to work for one of the biggest names in music today.
"Great! Can't wait to see you. Book the next flight over here."
"Okay", I respond unenthusiastically.
"Aren't you going to say you can't wait to see me either?"
"I would but that would be a lie."
"You can't fool me Sheila", he responds with a change of tone, almost like he wanted to make sure no one around him could hear what he was directly saying to me.
"I know you missed me Sheila. You might need a little reminder just how bad you missed me once you get over here."
"And what's that supposed to mean? You're not laying a finger on me if that's what you're implying. I'm flying to Paris as your drummer and nothing else", I clarified.
"Right... sure. See you soon. Safe travels."
"Thanks. Bye."

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Dragging my suitcase over to the gate where I'm to catch my flight, my thoughts kept racing. I don't know how to act around him. On the bright side, I'm about to fly out to Paris. This could be my life if I stick with him. So what? I may have to turn a blind eye to Prince's cheating ways here and there but I get to live my life out like a rockstar. Live out my dream. Prince is the biggest name in the business right now. I may have to bite my tongue around him. Gosh! What am I thinking? Where's your dignity Sheila? You deserve a monogamous relationship built on trust. You will not be seduced by the glamorous life.
"Miss Sheila E?" My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a well dressed woman.
"Yes?"
"Come with me and I'll lead you to your private plane."
"Oh yes."
She led me out of the airport and outside where my private plane awaited me.
Once I boarded the flight I was seated in a beautifully cushioned leather seat.
"Would you like a glass of sparkling champaign?" The flight attendant asks.
I could get used to this glamorous life.