Sista
Chapter 1
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It was 10 pm Sophie knew her sister was coming home off tour in the next couple of days. As she unlocks the door to her oversized Victorian home in Grandville South she stops. Her alarm did not sound. Not even the (beep beep) for the key recognition nothing saying Front door alarm disabled. "What the Fuck" Sophie says as she walks further into the house. "If there's someone here you had better be friend or I'm gonna go upside yo head." She says as she walks out of the atrium and into her den where a light was on.
"OK you and what army little sis" Angel says as she gets up off the couch smoking a cigarette. She puts it out and stands in the middle of the den smiling at the shocked reaction she had wanted to see for 10 months now.
Sophie nearly jumps out of her skin at the sound of her sister's voice. "Don't do that. How'd you get back so fast? How'd you get in? I changed the whole security system since you lived here last thanks to yo crazy ass fans." Sophie noticed Angel's smile falter then she quickly covered it with her classic sardonic smile.
"As far as, how I got in that's easy. You really should talk to your staff about letting random people in to the house. I thought you'd be thrilled to see me." Angel whined and mock pouts.
Sophie never knew why Angel down played her popularity. Angel was the leader of a rock band that did covers and some original songs. The name of the band was Angelic Impression. She also wondered what took her sister off the road this time. Angel was a free sprit. Though their parents put Angel's name on the house as well as their baby daughter Sophie, Angel rarely came back to their home town less known to the house.
After their mother and Sophie's father moved to Florida 6 years ago Sophie moved out of her 2 bedroom apartment into what was referred to as the Ivey Mansion. Sophie did rather well in this town of over 21,000 people. She owned a Book Café named The Last Word Book Cafe. There was now a chain of them here in Texas and 7 more in the Washington D. C. area.
Coming back to the present with a jolt, as Angel whips Almond joys at her head. Sophie catches one, unwraps it, and takes a huge bite with a look of pure pleasure on her face. "I don't know bout you, but I missed the chocolate." Sophie grins
"Diet girl" Angel mumbles as she quickly crosses the room hugs her sister and runs to pick a room for the night. With a house with over 15 bedrooms there was a lot to choose from. Hearing footsteps fast approaching Angel braced herself for what she knew was to happen. As she got to the top of the stairs and about 3 feet away from the railing Massive impact met her body as Sophie literality pounced on her from behind knocking her into one of the overstuffed chairs. Angel wiggled her way out from under her younger sister and held Sophie down. "You're getting quick in your old age. Just when I thought your hearing was going, and I'd got away Scott free hear you come."
"Hey, heifer, you're older than me. Now let me up so I can get my hug." Angel releases Sophie, Sophie then jumps to her feet smacks Angel on the back with the chair cushion and says "that's for the Diet Girl comment Little Bad Ass"
Angel smiled It was fun being home for awhile. "I missed you sista"
"Then yo ass should of come home more often damnit, you know you missed mom and dad by a few weeks. I didn't see your tour schedule for the holidays on myspace where were, you?" There was that look again.
Angel drove a hand through her red waist length hair. "Um, just felt like taking a break that's all." Angel smiled a smile that did not quite reach her eyes. "Well, I'm tired see you in the morning." Angel quickly found her old room and ducked in and closed the door. Angel stood at the door admiring her favorite childhood bedroom. Its dark maroon hue was what made her pick the room when her mother and stepfather moved into this house over 19 years ago.
Posters littered the walls and ceiling. Her favorite was her autographed life sized Brothers of destruction poster that was tacked to the wall across from her queen sized bed. The bed was framed in a dark Mahogany with a bed set that was a patch work of assorted WWE stars mostly Undertaker and Kane. She walked to her black entertainment center the thing took up a wall. She hit the on button and the room exploded with sound. That was ok; when her stepfather discovered her love for playing her music loud he'd soundproofed her bedroom.
It's now 5:43 in the morning Angel glares at the bedside clock. Even miles away from him she was still not sleeping. She'd tried everything and this insomnia would not budge. She was getting an hour of sleep a night and it was starting to affect her. She suddenly grabs a pillow and slams it over her head with a growl at the sun as it rises in her eastwardly facing floor to ceiling window. Soon she lapses back into a fitful sleep. 17 minutes later Angel springs upright in a sitting position her skin soaked in sweat. Her heart pounds so hard it feels as if it will at any moment burst from her chest. Giving up on sleep Angel takes deep breaths and runs into the bathroom. She stares at her reflection. After a shower and an extra layer of make-up to hide her scar that he gave her Angel walks out into her bedroom gets dressed and leaves the house.
As Angel drives down the main street of South Grandville she sees a familiar looking female taking a morning jog. The woman is just above 5 feet tall if that with purple and raven hair to the middle of her back. Angel drives up alongside the woman. The woman stops and stares at her. Angel gets out of her jet black Chevy Silverado 4x4 with a smile on her face. Not wishing to look foolish she asks "Is you're name Lady, um Cander?"
"Who wants to know?" The woman asks, her Jersey accent dripping from her voice as she tries her best to figure if this broad is friend or foe. Angel takes off her sunglasses and is about to introduces herself when out of nowhere the young woman lunges at her hugging her screaming SISTA! Angel stiffens, and relaxes, when she realizes it's who she thought it was, her myspace friend for over 3 years now Lady Tink Cander. Tink to those would know her, and dares call her that to her face.
Lady was shocked she had myspaced Angel Ivey and they had talked on the phone but meeting her did not seem like it was going to happen anytime soon. Now Lady had a question. "What brings you here you're supposed to be touring the Midwest right now?"
"Oh, I thought I'd take a break. You want to go somewhere for coffee?" Angel says trying to imitate Lady's Jersey accent. The girls laughed and Lady agreed she could use a cup. "You driving or am I, it don't make since to run the gas out of both of our cars seeing as I have no clue were you parked to start this race against no one."
"Oh haha no I live around here so I'll just ride with you." Lady was excited but kept it to herself. Angel Ivey had started tributes to different things she liked. Namely wrestling they were fans it was kind of cool to give Angel ideas for songs. Angel would always give her credit once the song hit the radio. The first time Lady had given Angel an idea her boss had frowned and told her that she should have asked to be mentioned. Paula James was a sweet woman but you did not cross her. Since Angel did rock and not a lot of country Paula only knew of Angel through Lady. She just recently had added Angel because Angel had given credit for her last three WWE songs to Lady. When Angel would perform near Grandville she'd ask Lady to come be her drummer. Lady would decline saying she had to work.
They pull up in front of The Last Word Book Café. "Have you been here before?" Angel turns and asks Lady who is staring off into space. "Hello, earth to Tink" Angel says waving her hand in front of the young woman's face. Lady comes out of her reverie and pushes Angel's hand out of her face. "Hey you were space casein I thought you'd want to know we're here."
"Oh, hey this is where my boss and I sometimes meet for coffee. You'll love Paula she's cool."
"You mean Paula, the chick that thought I was ripping you off about the songs? The one on Myspace?" Angel had Myspaced this Paula after getting a nice long email from her about cheating her friend Lady and not mentioning her on the cover. Paula had threatened to rip out her vocal cords if she did not at the very least mention Lady helped her. Meeting the woman in the flesh was not high on the list. Angel was kind of scared of the woman. Though she had mentioned Lady on her cover she had kept away from Paula on myspace. The woman looked like she could do some real damage.
"I told her that you weren't. What can I say she's protective?"
Angel looks at the café in part trying to spot Paula before she spotted them. "uh huh Yeah um you go ahead I'll catch you later." She was never one for conflict, and her last work had not made it to radio yet and she did not want this Paula woman up her ass about it.
"You ditching me? It was your idea to come out for coffee. What's your problem?" Lady looks at Angel waiting for an answer. She was pissed, yeah they were friends and all, and Angel was on the fucking radio but hey she didn't have to be a bitch. Angel was losing ground quickly as one of her favorite bands. Who did this chick think she was anyway? Right before Lady was about to get out of the truck cause Angel had not said anything she takes a good look at the woman. Angel was paler than her usual Irish roots would permit.
Angel could tell she'd stepped in it and good. She puts her sunglasses on and gets up her courage and smiles. "You know what your right. Let's have some coffee." Angel gets out of the truck shit this was her sister's place of business nothing was going to jump off in a book café. Lady gets out and is still staring at her. "What? I promised you coffee and I'm going to deliver."
"Don't do me any favors" Lady, sinks into her seat and mumbles still not knowing why Angel would even back out of something she has suggested. It was eating at her. She had to know what was going on. "Why'd y'as back out in the first place? What I do?"
"I" Angel runs her hand through her hair "well I mean the song about Undertaker hasn't dropped yet and I just didn't want Paula to rip me to shreds. You said this is you gal's hangout in the morning. I don't see her but she could be lurking around."
Lady was relived and a little surprised at the answer. Here she thought Angel had suddenly become a bitch and it was really Angel's fear of Paula. Lady really didn't know what went on between them only that Paula had said she'd emailed Angel. From there on every time Angel released a song that Lady had helped with she would give mention to Lady when the song dropped on the radio. Lady also would get a check in the mail a few weeks after the song would drop. To think someone that was nicknamed Little Bad Ass was afraid of her boss Paula. Lady suddenly started cracking up laughing.
Angel crossed her arms over her chest as they stand at the door. "You mind telling what's so funny."
"Nothing Little Bad Ass" Lady says with a smirk as she grabs the door handle and waits for Angel to walk in before her.
Angel walks in and looks around still looking for Paula. She walks to the Café side finds a booth and takes a seat. Lady follows and sits across from her. "OH there she is hold on I'll be right back." Lady says as she jumps up out of her seat, walking briskly across towards an older woman with short blonde hair.
Angel stands up as Lady and the woman who looks like Paula comes back towards the table. Angel had her sunglasses securely in place. She could control her facial expressions all except for her damn eyes. Angel takes a breath and pushes it out through her teeth. "here goes nothing"
Lady walks over to Paula "Hey Paula, guess who I'm having coffee with this morning?" Lady says still smiling at the thought of Angel fearing her boss.
"A man, I hope." Paula says in her southern drawl.
Lady rubs the back of her neck "Uh No more like I found our friend form myspace. You know Angel of Angelic Impression."
"Oh the girl that keeps trying to rip you off I heard she has another song that you helped her with. Have you got a mention yet? I want to talk to this girl any way." Paula starts walking over to the table with determination in her gait.
Lady sees that look on Paula's face before she hurries after Paula "The song hasn't even hit the radio yet Paula. I already got the check for helping her. I even told her she didn't have to do all that."
"Don't tell nobody in that business not to give you credit when you help them. They'll rip you off and it'll be your own damn undoing. "
Angel stands when she sees Paula marching over to the table. "Paula, nice to meet you" Angel says a little subdued as she looks through her sunglasses. Her cell phone rings. "Hey um Lady I'm going to step out and grab a smoke, and take this I'll be back in 5 tops. Ok?"
Lady nodded her head. Angel walks briskly away from the table. "That's the girl that did the screamer song about Taker you love so much? I don't see it. She's so small and quiet" Paula says to Lady.
"It's called stage presence." Sophie had seen what was going on. When she walks up and hears Paula saying what most of her family said about Angel she could hold her tongue no longer. "If half the people in the music business or any venue acted like they performed we the people would be screwed. I mean, I for one would not want her throwing things and screaming her head off in here but on stage it works."
Paula turns around. "Sophie what's your stock in this, you usually don't speak to me other than hello and goodbye?"
"She's my sister well, half-sister but we were raised together. She's not loud and vocal off stage. It's like she has two different personalities. But she's not as quiet as she was speaking to you. I really want to ask her what brought her home. She usually doesn't stay here, overnight."
"Well from one COTN to another I'll find out. I'm going out for a smoke." Paula says, leaving Lady and Sophie to chat amongst themselves. Paula had started a COTN discussion group at the book café that met every month. Sophie was in the group. Sophie never charged a high price when topics arose. Paula had said her peace to the lady and was happy that the girl had not stiffed Lady on the song thing. But something told her that this girl had something going on.
Angel stood just outside the Café doors "Look If you feel that way go the fuck home. I don't need you" screaming could be heard on the phone. "Oh real intelligent, you got any other words of wisdom. Look I don't have time for your shit. I'm heading out there in two weeks if you're not gone before I get there I'll" Angel closes the phone and takes a drag off her cigarette. "Fuckin idiot"
"Sounds that way" Paula says as she lights her own cigarette.
Angel rolls her eyes under her sunglasses. She crosses her arms. "You always sneak up on people?"
"I don't sneak up on no one, honey you weren't exactly whispering. So what brings you here? You need a drummer again? Whatever you're in I'm goanna tell ya this just once don't get Lady involved."
Angel had, had enough of this crap. It was time to lay it on the table. The quicker she set it straight the sooner her fear of some chick on the internet would go away or Paula would try to beat her ass out here in front of her sister's store. Angel turns to Paula shit this chick was intense. She keeps her tone mild whilst speaking. "Look, I don't know what you think I am but whatever it is I don't get my friends in my business like that. Lady is a grown woman able to make her own decisions. As far as you following me around stop it it's creepy. I wouldn't dream of asking Lady to play to half the places I go to. I usually don't have a regular drummer here in this area. My drummer couldn't find this place with a GPS attached to his fucking balls. Now if you will stop looking at me like I was some kind of weird fuckin ameba under a microscope I'm going in here and have coffee with my friend. I might ask her to be my drummer for this area." Angel says as she snubs out her cigarette and walks into the book café not even breaking stride to open the door.
"The little shit got heart I'll give her that" Paula says to herself no one really spoke to Paula like that. She was impressed. She also meant what she said if this chick got Lady into some kind of drama there would be hell to pay.