Falling down hard on the chair, Frankie comes in. “Tsk tsk . . . ” Looking up at him, I run my hands through my hair. “Girl . . . what are you going to do?”
Confused at what just happened between me and Tristan, I stare up at him blankly. “Mm-hmm . . . That’s what I thought.”
Excerpt from Everything I Need
Author’s Note: Everything I Need is the continuation of Sophia & Tristan’s story. This excerpt is unedited and subject to change.
Chapter one Tristan “Hey.”
“Good morning Tristan. How have you been?” Lux chimes in through the line. That mother fucker knows exactly how I’ve been. Some say hiding out while others call it, taking a break to clean up. I can admit I fucked up pretty bad during our European tour. I was wasted 24/7. I just had to be numb. It was the only way I could cope. After what I put Sophia through, I hated myself. “Alright, you?”
“Well I’ve been better. Listen I’ve talked to the other guys, it’s time to start recording your sixth album.” He pauses on the line, Lux, nervous? This is new, that fucker is usually so sure of himself.
“The studio wants you to collaborate with a leading lady in the business.”
Oh shit.
Rolling my eyes, I reach for my beer. I’ve kind of gotten used to staying out here in Wyoming but I know it’s time to go back to LA. Collaborate? What the fuck!
“I don’t know about that Lux?” He must sense that I’m sketchy, because he clears his throat and continues.
“You have to Tristan. The studio wants this and they want your voice to be the lead.”
“What? I own my fair share of the label man. And I don’t want to do a fucking duet. Come on . . . This is bullshit!”
“Come on Tristan, don’t make this difficult. Don’t you want to know who they picked for the female lead?”
“I don’t fucking care Lux. It doesn’t matter who they p—”
“Sophia . . . ” Lux says suddenly, stopping me. What? The last couple years did Dollar Settlement pretty good. After Cory’s passing they took a small break but got at it again. Every time I see or hear Sophia’s voice over the radio or on TV, it’s just a painful reminder how I fucked everything up.
Not being able to pull my words together, Lux continues on.
“Yep, that’s what I thought. See you in two weeks at the studio.”
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