Grey

24

I feel like I'm making entries into a journal or something and that's lit as fuck to me for some reason. 

I put my thoughts and memories and accounts down in words, then I find a way to make them work on a beat. 

"Cause you're sweet"

"Sak passe"

"Wah yah Seh?"

"Runnin up, all this cake"

"Bag it up den come right way"

"Cause you're sweet"

I took the headphones off and exited the booth and stood by my producer Mike Dean.

"Iight run it."

He played it back and I was extra keen on the patois, it didn't sound right to me so I wanted Kae to come through and let me know if it was right, well actually I just wanted her with me since she's been spending most of her time in the house avoiding anything that can make her react violently...like paparazzi and bitches.....and niggas.

She hates everybody that isn't me and I'm fine with that.

I'd ordered her favorite food and sent a car to go get her I just hoped she didn't get into any issues cause I don't know how I'm gonna convince her to put up with this shit when's she's been so comfortable in her lowkey life.

She hates people speculating about who she is, she hates people back home selling false stories about her for a few minutes of Fame and she hates not being able to personally put a bullet in the head of everyone that's fucked her over.

I don't blame her, I understand really. Rockstar life took a little time to get used to and a whole lotta weed.

I sat back and reviewed the rest of my lyrics while the producer fucked around with the pitch, and tried to break down ad-libs.

The studio phone started ringing and I answered it quickly, "Mr. Scott there's a delivery man here, should I send him up?"

"Yeah, let him through."

I sat down and waited for the nigga to come up while the engineer played the track back and continued reviewing my lyrics and jotting something.

There was a knock at the door and I answered it, there was a delivery guy but standing behind him was a woman....one I haven't seen in a very long time.

"Hi Jacques." She said, stepping around the delivery guy and walking into the studio, I spun around and watched her as she walked by me and said hi to the Mike and sat on the couch.

What the fuck.

I collected the food and gave the delivery guy a $50 for a tip and closed the door.

"So you not goin say hi?" She said, her accent twisting it's way into her speech.

"Hi." I said putting the food down and standing by the engineer.

"Not goin ask why I'm here?"

I remember Kae discussing the different Caribbean accents with me, giving me examples of Trinidadian ones, Antiguans, Guyanese, Lucians, Bajans. All of them were different but similar but to her the Jamaican accent was the least annoying, she personally disliked the Bajan accent and I was beginning to understand why.

Easy to hate something when it's trying to start shit.

"Why are you here?" I asked, exhaling and pulling my phone out, I shot Kae a text asking her where she was.

"Got word that you were here, just wanted to check on you. How was your trip?" She asked, making herself comfortable and crossing her legs.

"Was great." I responded, eyes focused on my screen waiting on the reply.

Aura-Kae
  Just pulled up love. Omw up.

Me
   I'll meet you at reception.

I headed towards the door.

"I'll be right back." I said to the man beside me.

"Where you going?" She asked.

I looked at her before I stepped out and closed the door behind me.

My phone rang as soon as I shut the door.

"Yo."

"Travis, wassup? How's the track coming?" A female voice inquired as I walked to the end of the hall.

"Wondagurl, aye, it's good, I'm working on it with Mike rn, you should stop by I'll tell him to send you the addy." I replied getting in the elevator.

"I'd love that."

"Iight cool."

I hung up as the elevator doors opened into the lobby. The lobby wasn't huge, it wasn't small either, it was just the right size to accommodate celebrities and our huge egos.

The best recorded here, so you'd expect that the decor had to be fashion forward, minimalism at it's best. Art deco wall ornaments shades of red and black, a black front desk and white walls and black carpet.

I watched her stand at the reception she didn't look happy from my angle but then again she had shades on.

"Are you going to tell me what studio he's in or are you going to continue to be difficult?" I heard her say, nonchalantly.

That's not good.

"Babe." I said walking towards her.

She took off her glasses to smirk at the receptionist and I'm assuming drink in her reaction. She took joy in watching people make a fool of themselves .

"Told you I was coming to get you, you didn't have to interact with anybody." I said stopping in front of her and wrapping an arm around her hip to grab her ass.

I wasn't usually into the pda thing but if you had her, you wouldn't give a God damn about some fucking stares, you'd want everybody with eyes to see.

I tilted her head down and kissed her forehead.

I smiled when she smiled.

Then I turned to address the receptionist, "Lemme see the list of approved names for my session."

She fumbled and gave me the printed list and I read it off.

"I see Mike Dean, Travis Scott, Aura-Kae, MurdaBeatz, CuBeatz but for some reason I don't see Robyn Fenty.... So why the fuck did she just walk into my session?"

"She said it was a surprise, I'm so sorry, I just thought that..."

"You thought what? You called me for the deliver guy yet you said nothing about hetr, don't let that shit happen again and the next time you give my girl problems when her name is on the list that's right in fucking front of you imma have you out of here. Don't fuck with mines. Gimme a pen."

She gave me the pen between shaky apologies and promises of no reoccurrence and I wrote Wondagurl onto the list.

"Call the studio when she gets here."

"Yes sir."

I heard Kae chuckle at my side and whisper "Have a great day." As I pulled her towards the elevator.

Once the doors closed, and I hit the floor number I kissed her on the lips like I haven't seen her in days when it's only been a couple hours.

She pulled away and smirked, wiping my lips with get thumb.

"So, Rihanna's here. This should be fun."

Updates might be a lil slow still, have a ton of shit to do but I'm trying my very best to make the chapters long and worth the wait. Bear with me.