Family Forever (Book 5 in Nemi Forever series)

Chapter 13

Demi

As I listened to Nick stomp, angrily, up the stairs, I fumed on the couch. Why did I have to pick up my life & my career & uproot my kids to a huge city that none of us are familiar with because Nick has a project he's passionate about? Why did it always seem like my career wasn't mine? Like it was under Nick's control? This was not helping the way I have been feeling lately. I know he was excited about his project & he made the commitment & I knew it was coming. He'd be so busy with his friends & the play that he would hardly know me & the kids weren't there. Then again, it could only be three months or it could be extended to six months. Was I the worst wife in the world? Was I the worst mother in the world?  

It hit me, that Joe would be going to New York as well, unless they recast his role & I hadn't heard anything about that. I wondered if Blanda was moving to New York with him. I know it was late, but I also knew she was probably awake since she was a night owl. I sent her a text asking her to call me if she was awake. While I waited for her to call, I thought about what Nick said. He was clearly hurt by me not wanting to move to New York.  

It was only a few minutes before Blanda called me. "Hey, B. I hope I didn't wake you." 

"Nah. I wasn't sleeping yet." Blanda answered. 

"Did you know about the play going to Broadway in March?" I asked. 

"Yea. Joe mentioned it a week or so ago." 

Wow. Nick was keeping this from me for a week or more. Probably not wanting to ruin the holiday. "Are you staying in L.A.?"  

"No, I'm going with him." She made a noise that sounded like she couldn't believe I asked her that. 

Okay, now I felt like the absolute worst wife ever. "Really? I feel awful, but I don't want to move to New York. I told Nick that & he got upset." 

Blanda let out a sound that was half laugh & half sound of disgust. "Can you blame him? They're going to be in New York for at least three months, maybe longer." Blanda sighed. "I know you don't love New York enough to live there, but I mean he's your husband, Demi. Hey, what if we all got a huge apartment like the one Nick had & all live together?" 

That actually didn't sound too bad. "That might be cool. Then at least I wouldn't be alone." 

"And I can see if Hannah can come & help us out." Hannah was a younger sister of Blanda's friend, who worked as their nanny sometimes. She helped with the twins once in a while, too. She was nineteen & really sweet. She was in college, so it was the perfect job for her. And they paid her quite well.  

"That does sound tempting. I really don't want to be away from Nick, but I don't think I can move to New York with him. I just really want to work on this album & I have some amazing opportunities out in L.A. that I could miss if I'm not here."  

"Like what?" Blanda asked. 

"Have you heard of Rafe Vasquez?" 

"The name sounds familiar. Who is he?" 

"They say he's going to be the next Pharrell Williams. He's amazing & everyone wants to work with him. He writes & produces & sings. He's produced for some of the biggest names over the last year. He used to work under Pharrell, but now he's on his own." I explained.  

"You don't need someone like that to sell albums, Dem." Blanda said & I could almost hear her rolling her eyes. 

"It can only help with sales, right?" I asked, not really expecting an answer, which I didn't get.