B e c a
I found myself yelling at my workers, they're slacking off again! Being in this business is so much work than I thought; being a producer is so awesome. I didn't know that I can make it this far. Just DJ-ing some clubs in L.A. some producer found me and then gave me a chance to produce, but I out grew him so he kicked me, so yeah found my new business.
I am a successful person, I have my boyfriend Jesse, and I got a Mercedes Benz and an enormous house. But something is really missing and I don't know what it is. Maybe there are not enough workers? Not enough money? What the hell is wrong with my fucking life?
I left the meeting room with people trembling and shaking because they saw my wrath. I left them with that project because I know I can trust them with it! Geez, what's wrong with those people.
I entered my office and sat down, thinking about new music that I can produce. I opened my mac and saw some new mails. From Katy Perry's manager.
"Hey Mitchell, still waiting for that new hit you're doing! We can't wait to hear it. See you next week" I read it out loud. I cursed.
What the hell! Next week? How am I gonna do some sick beat this week?
"Fuck!" I said when I heard my phone ringing. It's Jesse "What?"
He chuckled. "Why so cranky?" I sighed "Having trouble again with music? Let's watch a movie to clear your mind of that"
I breathe in and out "No thanks, really really busy, Jesse. Hope you understand"
"It's okay, Beca. Maybe another time? Come here please"
"I-I don't know" My voice cracked, I don't know what to say? Maybe I just need to tell him the truth. "Sure. Maybe this month.." What? Beca, what the hell are you doing?
"Alright! See you next month, I love you baby"
I don't want to say anything but that would be so rude of me "Okay, bye" and ended it.
I put my phone on my forehead, God what's wrong with me. What the hell am I doing to him? I'm so stupid. I should have told him that I'm no longer happy.
I heard a knock on the door, not looking who it was. "What" I said.
The doorknob turns slowly and it open, I glance to the door. It was my P.A. "Beca"
Actually its Stacie my best bud, became my part time assistant and I don't know why she wants to but it's good to have her here she's really making me company.
I raised an eyebrow then she takes the cue to speak again "What the hell is wrong with you?" I didn't answer
I stood up then left my office, Stacie followed me to the studio. I sat down and looked at the tiny buttons flickering and little knobs.
"Get in" I felt her looking at me "Just get in the booth woman!"
She hurried inside, I raised a thumbs up. "Sing to this beats please.." I tried to sound normal but it came out a squirm.
She just nods at me then puts the head phones in. She sings well, we actually sang together in College, an a Capella group, champions of the best a Capella group in the world.
I remember all the weirdos, then suddenly we all part ways. Aubrey continued her retreat camp? Whatever she call it, fat Amy I guess she's with bumper, Lily? no one knows where she is but I know she's here in L.A, Legacy is still in Barden I hope they can make it through it, well that girl is such a nice girl and I know she's going to be a nice leader for the new Barden Bellas, Cynthia Rose might be singing somewhere. Stacie? She's a millionaire! She is an artist, I'm her manager. So I guess that's why we're that close (part time assistant slash best bud slash singer). Finally there's Chloe. I don't know, wow I don't even know where she is. She might be teaching kids some dance routines or teaching them to sing.
I quite miss that weirdo and I haven't had a news where she is or what she does.
A knock on the glass from the booth, that cuts my thoughts off.
"Stop thinking about the Bellas" she said on the mic "More like Chloe." She whispered but it's pretty audible, she rolled her eyes.
"I was not" then shook my head "Continue singing" I gestured using my hands
"Admit it." She said. I shook my head like a kid.
She placed her headphones on the mic and heads out the booth she slowly sat down on my lap. She turns her body to mine and put her legs around my waist, her forehead was close to mine and an inch away before our lips to touch, her arms locked on my neck caressing my nape seductively.
"Say my name baby.."
"Chlo.."
Then she smirked at me, looking at my eyes. She shook her head and left my lap. Shit! She fucking caught me. She burst in laughter and I can see her eyes watering.
"Right… you are not thinking about Chloe" She left the room shaking her head.
I followed her "I wasn't!"
"Yeah! You weren't, you're such a gay." She faced me, biting her lip to keep her laughter. "O-okay. Hmm let's just go home. It's really dark, I'm super tired too"
"Your place or mine?"
I thought she was tired, but we are in a bar. Damn, having a friend like her is so awesome but sometimes I just want to lock her up in a room so she can start respecting herself. What the, that dude is groping her, what's new?
"Stace!" I shouted over the bar, she looked at me then smirked "C'mon let's go"
She then left the guy, she grin wide when she read something from her phone, she tucked her phone inside her pants and came to me. She hugged me. Then started walking to the exit. Hmmm, that's odd? She didn't even say a word and seemed to be happy? I caught up with her.I glared at her, trying to figure out what's wrong with my best friend.
I pulled her coat. She looked at me like 'what's wrong?' "What the hell did you do to my best friend! Who are you?!"
She begun to laugh and continued to walk down the parking lot, I'm starting to get freak out.
I got in the car, she is still freaking smiling! I never saw her like this before! What the hell is she reading?
She started to point directions to me. To that shop, to that bar, to some restaurant and she bought a bouquet of flowers.
"Stop that, Beca"
I continue to drive, I ignored her. I'm playfully taping the steering wheel, not listening or paying attention to Stacie. She keeps on pointing direction while texting, where the hell are we going now. I'm so tired.
I can see that Stacie is really happy, for me that's a weird thing because she's really sad when she goes to a bar, it's a miracle when she didn't even cry at the bar and did not make a scene. Last month she had an issue, and she was in every news. That made her more depressed than usual, she didn't left the house without glasses and scarf to cover her face from the public.
"Why did you bought that" Looking at Stacie.
"Beca, it's for-" She stopped and then "BECA! WATCH OUT!"
I tried to look at the direction she's looking at, shit! I shoved my foot into the break. My head hit the soft cushion that burst out the steering wheel. I felt dizzy. I lift my head and saw Stacie, she's fine but she has a cut on her lip.
"Are you oka-" I was stopped when Stacie got out of the car.
Shoot. I got out from the car and saw a female figure, the head light of the car is exposing her sun kissed skin, she's wearing shorts and a blouse.
Stacie is comforting the girl on the ground and she keep on caressing her arm. Stacie hugs the girl, whispering sorry over and over.
"Hey are you okay?" Stacie asked her, she nodded. Stacie looked at me with her relieve eyes. "You almost killed her!" The girl faced me.
I was shock, I couldn't speak. I just keep on gazing at her. My feet was nailed in my position, I couldn't feel my legs. My heart was beating fast like I had run a 100 mile marathon.
She looked at me, with her bruised hand and scratched leg. Her eyes is blue like the ocean like she was terrified but the moment she saw me her pupils dilate and grow larger. She smiled at me, weakly.
"Beca"
