The Fix

Vingt-Huit / Nagging

Nathan

"Thank you so fucking much Texas!" I said my final goodbye to the crowd, as they cheered loudly.

For that moment I felt on top of the world, girls screaming my name..it completely made me forget about the ordeal that happened days before.

-two days earlier-

"Hey Drey..how y-"

"Nathan. Why didn't you call me? I was worried about you."

"Audrey pleaseeee don't nag, we just got to Houston. I'm calling you now because my phone was dead." I said to her, meanwhile Ty was silently freaking out..telling me I shouldn't have said that.

"I wasn't trying to nag..I just feel responsible for you in a way. Remember, my job?"

"Yes..your job. You're not my mother though. I was gonna call you, I told you my phone was dead. So once again, stop-"

Before I could finish my sentence, Ty snatched the phone from my hand.

"Heyyy Audrey, sorry about Ace. He's jet lagged and irritable. Talk to you later bye." He said to her, quickly hanging up.

"Are you dumb?"

"What you mean? I was just being up front. I was worried about this Ty..every time I get into a relationship, the girl always turns into a tyrant. Both y'all hop off my dick."

It was true. Even Danielle and I..we started out as close friends. I vibed with her like I never vibed with anyone, when we started dating she would call me every two seconds asking where I'm at, get mad when I didn't text back fast enough,ridiculous shit. As down to earth as Audrey was, I didn't expect this out of her.

"You know what your problem is? You don't like people not letting you walk all over them. You don't like people not letting you do whatever you want. She's your girlfriend-"

"Ty shut the hell up! You don't need to act like a life coach to me! Do you not realize I'm grown? Do you not realize I can make at least SOME of my own decisions? Why don't you go ride someone else's dick?"

He stared at me for what felt like minutes. The car ride was over. The driver was listening. Shit was awkward.

"You gon see that you need me, you gon see that you needed Graham, you'll see that you need Audrey too. You'll see the second you need someone to catch you after you fall. It's not gonna be me." He said grabbing his bags and getting out the car, slamming the door behind him.

"Could you wait here for a minute?" I asked the driver, who was sitting in the parking lot of the hotel.

"Yes sir."

I called Audrey, with it going straight to voicemail.

"Babe...call me when you can. Tell me how things went at your moms house? I didn't mean to go off on you like that."

I left the message and locked my phone.

I thought that was enough. Until the next day, where I didn't hear from her...or Ty. And the day afterward..where I called her repeatedly and got nothing.

That's when I realized I fucked up a little worse than I thought.

-present-

I was coming down from my high of the performance, without Audrey or anyone from back home slipping my mind.

"Killed that shit Ace." Sampson said as I walked backstage.

"Thanks bro...I been working hard."