He's not my dad

Chapter 29

It had been a month since the band had signed the record deal, it tied us to the record company for 2 years. It was a long time to commit to a career that you didn't want but chuck was sure I would love it. I felt like a fraud, I wasn't a professional singer and I hadn't paid my dues. I felt like there were so many talented singers out there that were doing everything from busking to playing empty gigs in the hope of getting where I was. I didn't appreciate it, I had never wanted it and it made me feel bad.

Since we signed it had been crazy, we had recorded a debut album and were currently discussing concepts for the music video.

We were sat at a long table surrounded by the record companies execs, we had looked at so many ideas but the band was picky.

"So the song is about having more money than you know what you know what to do with so why not give it away"

We all looked up to the top of the table and saw that the suggestion was made  well dressed woman who had a shaved head. I think her name was Margarite.

Chuck looked and me and the rest of the band and we just shrugged. It did seem like a great idea, there just needed to be more details.

"We like that idea, what are you thinking" chuck as as he played with the skull rings that rested on his fingers.

Margarite didn't smile, she really have no fucks to give. I loved her attitude, she was the ultimate bad ass.

"Ok so your in a department store and you suddenly start playing the instruments and big tits there can we move across the counter giving money to the shoppers"

"Am I big tits" I asked chuck with a laugh.

Chuck looked down at my breasts a little too long "oh yeah"

I hit his arm and sniggered.

"I think it would be great if it were all filmed in one shot big tits will be the star" Margarite talked over us and gave us daggers for daring to talk when she was.

I didn't pay attention to the rest of plan, I just heard the word spontaneous and chaos.  I was too busy looking at my phone.

Chuck craned his neck to see, his deep green eyes were wide and curious.

"Did you know your dad got engaged" i hissed. I couldn't believe what I was reading. My mom had sent me a text saying Greg was marrying a 30 year old woman he had met at the gym.

The guilty look on his face told me that he did. "I didn't know whether to tell you, I thought you were over him"

"I am but it still hurts, I'm over him don't get me wrong but it just makes me think what's wrong with me "

His face grew dark, his eyebrows creased. If looks could kill I would be six feet under. "Why , if your over him. Why does it hurt"

Of course a man wouldn't understand, I was over Greg any love we had shared was gone . For him to end us because he didn't want kids or marriage with me but then only 5 weeks later he engaged to someone he had just met hurt. It made me feel like it was just me who wasn't good enough for him. Had he wanted marriage this whole time but I just wasn't marriage material, I had just been a fling.

"Chuck if someone told you they never wanted to marry you but 5 weeks later they were engaged to someone else I'm sure you would be hurt too" I snapped. I didn't mean to snap but I found it hard to believe that he was showing no compassion.

"But you don't love him do you"

"No I don't, why didn't you tell me" I could feel tears threatening to fall.

I was taking a little too loud so a few people were now focusing their attention on us. It didn't stop me from making my distaste in chuck obvious. The tension had made the air cold it was almost arctic.

"Excuse me barbie were having a meeting here" Margarite snipes.

"I didn't want you to be thinking about him, you finally got over him and were moving on."  He was watching me with caution, he was worried that I would blow up.

"Have you met her" my lips were curled , I was angry.

Chuck look nervous, he looked around the room. More people were watching us now.

"Come " he stood and pulled me from my chair. We walked out of the room and into the hallway.

"Yes I met her, she's this boring gym bunny who sees dollar signs when she sees my dad"

"Why is he marrying her chuck"

"I don't know, I think he's trying to get over you. I think he regrets what happened"

I ran my hands through my newly pink hair and screamed. "Bastard, I know he's your dad but he's a bastard. I regret meeting him the only good thing that came out of it was meeting you."

"You mean that" chucks eyes lit up.

I did, chuck meant everything to me. He meant more to me than a friend should.

Chuck ran his fingers over my tear stained face, his fingers absorbed the liquid. Just this simple touch meant so much, it felt so intimate.

"There going to think we're having a lovers quarrel" I joked.

"They all think we're a couple, they don't believe that we're just friends" he replied.

"I've told them too but they think we're screwing"

"Everyone thinks we're the perfect couple" he said as he moved closer to me.

"They do, they probably think we're kissing now" i didn't recognise my own voice, I was all breathy and sexy.

"Then why don't we just kiss"

I could feel pulsing deep in my sex. I wanted nothing more than to take him up on his offer.

"We could do that" I whispered.

"Everyone thinks we are so let's just do it" our lips couldn't get any closer without actually touching.

"But were just friends" I argued.

"We don't have to be"