Tiger Teeth - Terms & Conditions // Book Two

Chapter 7

When I got back to my hotel room, the calm ended.  I was frantic.  Frenetic.  Unhinged.  I was two seconds away from pulling a Keith Moon and destroying the whole fucking place.  Thankfully the only things that could've caused even slight damage were my guitars and I would never touch my babies.  I had more pent up energy than a power plant and I had nothing to do with it.

I paced.  I sat.  I stood.  I scrolled through my phone.  I even tried jumping jacks.  I ended up sweaty, tired and more pissed off than I was before I started.

I had to admit to myself that I knew nothing.  Chroi had made a statement and I had gotten it loud and clear.  She wanted him.  No matter how I felt about him or how many times I had warned her against him, her anger towards me was enough to discount all of that.

She was far more angry than I'd imagined.  I was not going to get through.  No matter what I said or did, it was never going to be good enough.

I grabbed my phone.  I tapped Brandon's phone number and I put my phone to my ear.  As expected, it went to voicemail.  It was far too late for him to answer.

"Brandon, it's me.  I'm gonna get the first flight back to New York I can get in the morning.  Book me studio time as soon as ya can."  I paused.  I couldn't believe I was saying these words, "Thanks, mate."

I stared down at the screen before I finally tapped the hang up button. 

I felt like I was going to hyperventilate.  Tears pricked the backs of my eyes and stung my nose.  I dropped my phone on the bed and my head into my hands. 

The pain in my chest got worse. 

Losing is never easy.  Losing to someone like Myer was even worse. I had always believed I would get her to hear me.  If she didn't believe my words, she would at least believe my actions.  I was wrong.

It was time to leave.  I wasn't going helping her now.  I was getting in her way.  Hurting her more. I swore I wouldn't cause her any more pain but that's exactly what I was doing.  I swore I wouldn't be selfish any more but I'd gotten moreso, if that was even possible.

I ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath.  It was time to pack, find a flight back to New York and get outta here before anyone knew otherwise.  I realized I was starving though nothing sounded good.  Room service was closed but the front desk offered a fruit and bread plate they could send up.  Halfway through my packing the knock came at the door, far sooner than I expected.

I tossed the shirt I'd been folding into the pile on my bed.

I could never have expected to see Chroi on the other side of the door but there she was.  She looked beautiful yet it was clear she'd been crying.  She also looked to be just as frantic as I had been.

I felt my mouth grow dry, causing me to swallow.

"C-can I come in?"  She stumbled.

I blinked.  Out of everything flying through my head, the only thing I could actually do was step back.

She walked into the room.  Her arms were folded over her stomach.  I could hear her breathing.  She turned to face me after the door closed,

"I-"  She stopped. 

I was still so shocked she was there that I couldn't think of anything to say.  I was rooted to the spot I was in.  She had been so distant and cold the past few months that I didn't know what to do with this.  The vision of her in Myer's arms flashed through my brain and I felt intense anger.  I stepped away from her, which apparently shocked her into action.  She stepped towards me,