He's not my dad

Chapter 24

Chucks hands were firm against my legs, he held me tightly as I ran my fingers through his perfectly messy hair. He laughed and slapped my leg which only gained him a pinch.

"Feisty" he growled.

"You have no idea" I joked.

"I thought you would have weighed more with how much cake you've eaten this week"

I was happy to hear that I wasn't the fat beast I thought I was. "The Jayne Fonda workout really does work"

"Were here" he announced but he didn't let me down. He attempted to walk through the doors with me on his back.

"Hey let me down you Neanderthal" I said playfully slapping him.

"Me Tarzan, you Jane. Bring me beer" he said in caveman fashion. He dropped me gently on the floor and linked his arm with mine.

The music in the bar was loud but I could still hear him speak, he told me he was going to let his band mates know he was here. I told him I would order him a a beer for when he returned.

With me wearing a revealing top it didn't take long for me to get the bartenders attention.

"2 beers and 3 tequilas please" I asked. He was quick and efficient so my drinks were in front of me in no time at all.

"I'll pay for them" I turned and saw a handsome man to my right, he had a short Afro and dark eyes. If I wasn't so emotionally scarred I would have jumped at the chance to get to know him.

"No it's ok thank you , I'd rather buy them." I was worried I had insulted him but I'd rather that than lead him on.
"They for your boyfriend" he asked, he was truly handsome I don't know how I was able to act so Cool around him.

"Something like that" I said with a smile. I looked around and saw chuck stood by the stage, his brow was burrowed and he was watching me. I waved and gave him my "I'm fine" smile.

"I'm with the band" I said to the dark handsome stranger.

"Are they any good"

I looked him dead in the eye and replied honestly "yeah they are, there amazing"

"I'll stick around to watch, it's nice to meet you I'm Genie"

I almost spat out my beer when I heard his name , surely his parents hadn't named him that.

"I'm Taylor, nice to meet you genie. Is that your first or last name"

He closed his eyes and began to laugh loudly, his whole body trembled he was laughing that hard. "It's my stage name, I'm a producer"

That's when it clicked, I knew who he was, he was the rapper who had opened his own successful recording studio and he was going to hear chucks band. In my head I was doing a happy dance

"Nice to meet you genie, your in for a treat tonight. They really are good, I mean great." I was so nervous, I wanted him to hear the band they had paid their dues it was time they had a shot.

"So you tell me, so when are they starting. There looks like there's a problem" genie was looking over at the stage.

I looked myself and saw chuck desperately talking on his cell, there was something wrong. The band looked crestfallen. Freddi the drummer was just sat tapping his drums.

they all looked like someone had shit in their Christmas dinner.

"I'll go see what's going on, promise you will stay and listen. You won't regret it I swear"

"Ten minutes" he said holding up his hands.

I got the barmans attention and placed my credit card on the bar "a bottle of your best champagne for this gentleman here, put it on a tab"

"Ok I can stretch to 20" genie said with a smile as I hurried towards chuck.

I rudely pushed my way through the crowd until chuck was just ahead.

"What's happening, you need to start like now" I was panicked, genie had promised 20 minutes but what if he got sick of waiting.

"Mo being the fucking dick he is had left the band, he text Freddie and now we have no singer. What else could go wrong" chuck slammed his hand on the large speaker.

I grimaced and wondered whether I should tell them about my new friend who sat at the back of the room.

"I'm kind of not sure I should be telling you this but there's a music producer here. You know genie the rapper well that's him" I extended my finger and pointed at the heavily tattooed man at the back of the room.

"The genie" Freddie asked.

"The one and only, he promised he would listen to you but he's leaving in 20 minutes" I was rambling, but they had no time to loose.

"Our one fucking chance and that prick, I could strangle him" chuck fumed.

"Can't one of you sing lead, you all sing the chorus" I asked.

"No none of us can sing like that"

"Could you not call someone to fill in, it's too big of an opportunity to lose" I argued, there had to be someone who could sing that could step in.

Chuck shook his head and cursed under his breath.

When it looked like all was lost, chuck looked up with a smile and declared "I know just the person, isn't a professional but has a great singing voice"

"That's great how long will it take them to get here" Freddie asked, his voice was hopeful.

"She already is"

"She" I questioned.

Chuck looked at me, no he didn't just look. He stared.

"No, no you can't be serious" I argued.

"You know our songs, I hear you singing them in the shower. Please Tay, we may never get another chance" chuck begged.

Chuck, Freddie and the other 2 band members put their hands together and begged.

"No, no way I refuse" I said strongly as I slammed my foot on the ground.