Right My Wrongs (Adym Alyxander Yorba)

Chapter 25

I make my way over to Smokey's with an intense pain in my shoulder. Why in the actual fuck did I get stabbed? I should be wearing my splint right now, but I'm driving. I have to shift somehow, so fuck it. My heart feels numb and my body is only functioning due to the fact I keep repeating to myself, "You're going to have alcohol in your system very soon." I turn into Smokey's parking lot and I see Jack's car. I park and while shifting, I flinch. That hurt more than usual, I should really take it easy. I walk out of my car and lock it up. I walk to the door of the bar and the immense smell of alcohol fills my nose. I don't mind it too much right now. I see Jack, sitting alone. He looks up and sees me, "Did you drive here?" He questions. "May be." I whisper. Jack gets concerned and says, "You really shouldn't be doing that." I laugh and say, "Why not? I have nothing to lose! Well, may be an arm." We both laugh at my ridiculous statement and the bartender comes over and asks, "Pick your poison." I say back to him, "White Russian." Jack orders, "Whiskey Sour." The bartender nods and I pull out a twenty and leave it on the counter. I look at Jack and say, "Long time no see, how have you been?" He looks at me with those deep blue eyes of his, "I'm alright, I'm healthy and happy. I can't complain." The bartender comes over and hands us our drinks. I pick mine up and say, "Cheers to that!" Our glasses clink and with that, the night of was filled with laughter and joyous conversation

I look at the time and see it's about 1 AM. With all the fun we were having chatting, I didn't realize how fast time had flown by. Jack mentions, "Isn't Adym getting a record deal with Capital Records?" I nod my head and take a sip of the beautiful drink in my hand, "Yea actually. He's been doing a lot of legal work and reading over paperwork and talking to lawyers before anything happens. Haven't you met with capital before?" Jack nods and says, "Yea, they really want to sign Jack and I, but we just feel as if financially were okay right now and we don't want someone to control us." I smile and say, "That's amazing. I'm glad you're doing this all on your own. Being an independent artist is hard." He puts his hand on his thigh and says, "No kidding. Hey, speaking of which, I wanted to know if may he you could do some background vocals on our album? When we went to the beach that one time, I got to hear you sing. I was absolutely mesmerized by how beautiful your voice is." I shyly smile and tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear. "Really? I would genuinely love that Jack. Thank you so much." He brings his cup to his lips and says, "Anything for my favorite girl." I smile and take the last sip of my drink. I wonder if Jack still has feelings or not. I think I will always have a deep rooted connection with him, but that's all it will ever be. Jack looks at me and says, "Are you okay to drive home?" I reply back, "I don't know. How about you give me a sobriety check, officer?" I say teasingly. We stand up and he says, "Alright miss, can you uh, walk in a straight line for me?" I walk in a perfectly straight line and he says, "Alright, looks like you're going to jail." I blurt out, "WHAT! That was perfect!" He pretends to handcuff me and says, "Stop resisting arrest! Backup, I need backup!" I laugh hysterically and almost start to cry because my stomach hurt so bad. Although I don't want the quality time to end, I have to get home. "Alright Jack, I'll see you later. Text me when you're home, alright?" He gives me a thumbs up and says, "Hey, you do the same. Let's do this again sometime." I nod my head with agreement and walk out the door and into my car I go.

I make my way back to the apartment and it's 1:30 AM. I slowly open the door and try not to wake anyone up. I walk down the hall and make a right into Adyms room. I open the door to see the lights are on and he is sitting in a chair, talking to a girl sitting on the bed. The girl gives me a disgusted up and down look and rolls her eyes. I look at Adym and he says, "Can I help you?" I say, "Sorry, I just, wanted to check on you. I'll sleep on the couch." Adym retorts back, "Yea, that's probably a good idea." Ouch. I don't think he read my text yet, or may be he did. That's why he is acting like this. I walk to the couch and I feel tears start to form. I wonder what him and that girl did all night. I wonder if she got to touch him, to see him. I wonder if she has ever seen him naked. Not just physically, but raw mentally and spiritually. When you get to see someones true personality and their soul, that is naked. That is something so pure, it shouldn't be shown to everyone. I lay on the couch and start to cry. I never though this relationship would be so toxic. I just wanted something real and I guess I can't have that. You know what? I don't know if I have the liquid courage flowing through me or not, but I'm not having this. I barge into the room and yell, "Listen lady, I am tired and I want to lay in my bed and go to sleep. So you can go do whatever you want this Adym. You can have him all to yourself. I don't care! He's all yours." The lady looks at me and smiles. "She is really determined!" Adym chuckles and says, "I told you so." I get confused and look at Adym. The lady stands up and says, "Michelle Walkins, Capital Records. It's a pleasure to meet you." Fuck. I look at her and my face turns red, "Oh my god, I'm so --, I didnt --." Michelle says, "It's alright. I'd be pissed if my husband was talking to a woman at 1 in the morning and they didn't want me there. I was just about to go but Adym, stay in touch." He nods and smiles and walks her out. He comes back to the room and I apologize sincerely. Adym looks at me and says, "I'm really sorry about earlier. I know I hurt you a lot. I'm sorry for just jumping to conclusions so fast as well. It wasn't fair. I saw your text and I just want to let you know that I am here for you. I'm your person. I will never let anyone hurt you ever again as long as I live. He pulls me in for a hug and hurts my shoulder a bit and I wince in pain. "Where did you go?" He asks. "Can I explain in the morning, I just want to sleep." He kissed my fore head and we get ready for bed. I strip of all my clothes and lay down with Adym. Adym speaks up, "Are you tired of being with me? I know I hurt you a lot. When you were talking to Michelle, you just gave me up. You didn't care what I did with her." I say back, "It was just the tired talking, I didn't mean it." He cuddles me and I hear him slowly drift away into a deep sleep. I did mean I though. I didn't care what they did. May be I can just get over this issue of not trusting Adym. I'm just going to sleep this off and pray for a better tomorrow.