Chapter 42

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Well as parties go that one was a train wreck, anything that could go wrong did. I had known it would be awkward seeing Greg, being with chuck meant he would always be a part of our lives. It's not something I want to think about, I don't know how it would work. How could I be around him, it was too awkward. I don't know why I thought it would ever work. To make matters worse I'm in a contact with the band so if things did turn sour I would be forced to work with chuck. I had been reckless, I had followed my heart and it wasn't the smartest thing to do.

"You ok" chuck took my hand in his and smiled as we left the elevator. I gave him a half smile and a simple nod.

"What's wrong" he pushed.

I pushed open my door and resolved that I would discuss what I was thinking with him. I had every intention of having the difficult conversation but when I saw my roommate bree bent over the kitchen island I totally lost my train of thought.

I was frozen, it was chuck who brought me back to life by pulling me through the apartment and to our room.

I looked over my shoulder as bree and couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Finally we were in the bedroom where there were no naked bodies so I could concentrate. I couldn't believe my eyes I wanted to go and look again to make sure my eyes were not deceiving me.

"Who the hell was that" chuck asked as he dropped to the bed.

"Noel, her ex boyfriend"

"I thought he was in Afghan"

"Iraq" I corrected.

"Did you know they were speaking"

I shook my head, I didn't even know he was back on us soil. Noel had been a sore subject ever since he broke their engagement off when she cheated on him.

"Imagine if that wasn't us coming through the door. Oh god my parents have a key to this place. I would die if they saw that"

This wasn't the first time she had fucked someone in the public areas of my condo and I think it's time we discuss it. I shouldn't feel like I have to stay in my room because she's out there having sex on every service.

"Now I have to wake up early" chuck grumbled.

I shrugged not understanding what he was talking about.

"I only cleaned that counter today it will need doing again. She's so inconsiderate" he said with a laugh.

"Yeah you wouldn't want your food to taste extra salty and I certainly don't want man yoghurt on my weatabix " I said with a wink.

It took him too long to understand my joke so like a loser I had to explain. "His spunk will be all over the sides and I don't know if you've tasted it or not but it's salty as hell"

Chuck pulled a disgusted face that made me crease. "And how would I have tasted Noel's spunk it's my first time seeing him"

"And that was too much" he added.

We undressed and laid in bed, we didn't touch there was a strange barrier between us. We didn't even have a good night kiss before we slept, it was odd but if I was going to end things I would have to get use to not having intimacy with him.

I tossed and turned all night unable to shake off the uneasy feeling. I had been adamant that I was going to end our relationship but I knew deep down I couldn't do it. As much as our relationship caused problems it was ours and I loved him. Chuck is my soul mate I know that, I would be stupid to lose that over his dad. I vowed that I would make us work, we had to work.

My phone woke me at ten, it was my mum asking if I wanted brunch. I told her yes as we would be on the road soon and I wouldn't be able to see her as much. Chuck wasn't home, I sent him a text telling him I would be gone most of the day and that we would catch up over dinner.

Brunch with my mom had turned into a shopping trip and a trip to the salon. I had only visited days before so I just kept her company as her nails were manicured.

"How's Charles, is he still enjoying the tour" I roll my eyes, I don't know why my mother insists on calling him Charles I've told her so many times to call him chuck.

"Chuck loves it, it's definitely what he was meant to do. I've never seen him so alive. I wish it had the same affect on me"

"Are you not enjoying it" my mothers voice was dripping with concern.

I didn't know how to explain it to her so I just told her the basics "I like seeing all the new places and I enjoy performing it's the traveling and living out of hotel rooms that's killing me. Having to eat take outs and junk food and not being able to just go to the salon and little things like that make it hard"

I hated complaining, I know how fortunate I am. Millions of musicians would kill to be in my position. This wasn't the life I had envisioned for myself.

My mom put her free hand over mine and smiled "your a smart girl, you can make it work if you try. I'm proud of you darling."

After my mother parted more words of wisdom I drove home excited to see chuck. I couldn't wait to tell him my plans of how I will make the experience more enjoyable for me. I needed something to do in my spare time that would stimulate my brain so I had decided to start writing. I had always enjoyed writing at college so my mom and I think it will help to pull me from my funk.

I open my door and straight away something's not right, I don't immediately know what it is. Something's different, the space looked so empty.

I was frantically looking around the space trying to figure it out when I noticed chucks expensive guitar collection was gone. I felt violated, I couldn't believe that we had been robbed. I had to call the police and chuck. Oh chuck, he will be devastated.

I sat at the island and pulled out my phone to call the cops when I noticed a stray piece of paper.

Taylor

I'm sorry I can't do this anymore, you were right it is too weird. I hope we can be civil for the bands sake

I lifted the paper and saw chucks key sat beneath it. I walked around the condo in a daze checking everywhere for chuck and his things but neither were here. Not even a stray sock laid on the floor.

Reality sunk in, chuck had left my. He had broken up with me over a scrap of paper

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