*Warning* Sensitive Content
Flash Back
Syd
"I know right." I acknowledged his compliment. The music flowed freely through the speakers as we both bobbed our heads to the beat. It was late but I'd be damned if we didn't finish this project tonight.
Everyone else had found their way home. The studio had somehow become my home. So there I stayed with him ... alone. He wasn't somebody I knew personally but a customer nonetheless. We had been working together for the last week and were finally close to finishing his record. He was content with what we had completed the night before but being the perfectionist I was I wasn't. This beat was far too splashy to be half assed.
"I knew you was the one." He said bobbing his head up and down even harder. He had been working with a few people around town but insisted he work with me on his last song. "You gotta celebrate with me bro." He insisted tilting his cup at me.
"Everyday we celebrate." I smiled placing the J I had lit earlier in the air. I was never much of a drinker. "Excuse me." I said after pulling my vibrating phone from my pocket and realizing it was Ashley ... again.
"Hello." I answered softly pulling the guest house door shut behind me.
"Why in the fuck haven't you been answering your phone?!" She yelled causing me to pull the phone away from my face for a moment.
Ashley was for all intents and purposes my girlfriend. She was a cool girl ... at first anyway. We met at a carnival one night a few months back and things just took off from there. I'll be honest and admit that at the time I wasn't looking for anything serious. Still wasn't sure I was now. She had somehow managed to make her self a fixture in my life and I being the laid back girl I am sort of just went with it.
"Sydney if you with some other bitch just tell me the truth." She declared causing me to roll my eyes. She was blowing.
"I'm working." I said flatly. Knowing that would do very little to ease her mind in it's paranoid state.
"At 2 o'clock in the morning?" She sneered.
"Yep." I said growing irritated with her interrogation tactics. She really had nothing to worry about. I was only seeing her. I flirted with a couple bitches here and there but that was it. Nothing more nothing less. Besides my life was too complicated at the moment to be trying to juggle multiple women. Things were tense at home since my return. I knew my parents ultimately loved me and would support my decisions but that did little to ease their current state of disappointment. Trying to explain to your family of academia why school isn't for you is an up hill battle.
"Well can I come over?" She purred into the phone causing me to raise a brow.
"I really don't see the point in that." She did this shit all the time. One minute she was biting my head off then the next she wanted to be up under me. I partially blamed myself for this. I could tell she had started catching feelings for the kyd. A part of me felt as though I should have cut things off back then. But instead I let things roll. So we played this game of hot and cold. I was with her when I was with her. And when I wasn't well ... I wasn't.
"I know it's some other bitch there! Sydney Bennet I swear to God ..." I hung up the phone. Placing my hand on the back of my neck and rolling it.
It was late and all I really wanted to do was finish things up in the studio and crawl under some sheets. Ashley coming over at this part would only result in a game of 21 questions and a pending argument. Well she would argue. I'd probably just sit there and nod my head as she went on and on. I hated arguing. I saw no point. Strangely enough not responding the way she wanted me to would only anger her more. I couldn't win with her once she got like this. "Geesh."
