Chapter 13

The day went by so quickly I didn’t even realize night had fallen. We were at a secluded beach I knew because I’d attended a wedding there a few months ago. It was magical. We laid together under the sun and of course, I got fucking sunburnt–because that’s just my luck. We shared some tropical drinks, and I realized she really can’t handle alcohol: after the second one, she suddenly became all clingy and affectionate. I can’t say I didn’t like it though. My favorite part of the day, by far, was right after I noticed my sunburn. I looked up and saw her getting out of the sea, looking like a fucking goddess. Needless to say, I forgot all about the burn after that.

I laid by the pool of the villa we were staying at and looked up at the night sky. We were so far away from the nearest village, that light pollution was almost zero. Thousands of stars shone above me, and as she laid next to me and wrapped her arms around me, I finally felt calm for the first time in a long time. I have to make difficult decisions all the time and with millions of dollars at stake, my anxiety usually goes through the roof. But at that moment, with her, I felt at peace. Later that night, we made love, and it was the most intimate, purest moment of my life. She made me feel so safe. Looking at her made me wonder how a woman like her could even consider being with someone like me, let alone let me touch her. I was so completely and utterly obsessed with her that, she could literally ask me for anything and I’d do it. I knew from that moment on, that my life would revolve around her and only her.

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I was having the best sleep when all of a sudden a thunder woke me up. The only thing I thought was fuck. I had promised Sabrina we’d be back in LA for her recording on time, and a storm was definitely not in the plan. I started panicking and calling people, trying to find any way back to LA. Thank God, she was still asleep for some reason–probably still exhausted from the night before. I searched the weather online and all the results I got were terrible. The storm had just started and it would only get worse over the next few hours. I was so stupid for not checking the forecast the day before. I knew she’d be mad about this, but I tried to act as calm as possible. I went to the kitchen and made some coffee and pancakes topped with maple syrup and berries–it looked so commercial-like. I walked into the bedroom and woke her up gently, after leaving the tray with her breakfast on the dark brown nightstand. “Good morning, beautiful”, I said, faking a smile and trying to stay composed. She smiled back at me and turned her head to look toward the floor-to-ceiling window a few meters from the bed. “Why did you close the curtains?” she asked. I felt my throat go dry and my jaw clench. “So, listen…”, I sighed, terrified of her reaction. “There’s a big storm going on and… I don’t think we’ll make it to LA on time”. “You’re joking, right?” she asked, and I could tell she desperately wanted a positive answer and not to hear that I had fucked up. “We can fly back to LA as soon as the storm clears up tonight,” I said, trying not to irritate her any further. “Tonight? You mean I’ll miss the recording?” her tone was getting more and more aggressive, and I realized the breakfast I made wasn’t going to help in the slightest bit. “Uhm, yeah probably, but can’t you just tell them to reschedule or something?” I tried not to sound like an asshole, but I realized too late that I had failed miserably.

“What the fuck do you mean reschedule?! You said we’d be there on time! An executive producer is going to be there to talk about my fucking contract!” she yelled and I completely shut down. Whatever I said, she’d be right–I had made a huge mistake. “I’m so, so sorry, Sabrina. Is there anything I can do to fix this? I can talk with that executive producer over the phone, I’m sure he’ll understand”. “What are you rambling about? He won’t fucking understand! He’ll think I stood him up and that I don’t take my job seriously!” she fired back. I thought she was overreacting at that point, but it definitely wasn’t the time to say that kind of thought out loud. “We can just-“, she cut me off mid-sentence, shouting like I’d done something horrible. “Oh, shut up! You don’t understand!” She got up, stormed into the bathroom, and locked the door. After a while, I walked over to the door and could hear her crying quietly. No. No, no, no, no. My heart shattered into a million pieces when I heard that. I know I thought she was overreacting before, but hearing her like that? No, I had to fix this. I picked up my phone once again and started calling every single person I knew who could help.

After a while, I heard the bathroom door open and she stormed out, heading towards the living room, completely ignoring me. I knew the best thing I could do was shut up, but she hadn’t eaten anything for breakfast, and maybe that could ease her nerves a little. When I’m hungry, I can be a real bitch sometimes, so I thought maybe that would calm her down. “Do you want anything to eat? Because if you do, ask me to make you anything and I will”. She completely ignored me. The silent treatment I see. This is like real life ghosting. And I hate that it’s coming from her. I didn’t try too hard to earn her attention back since she was absorbed in her phone texting, and she probably didn’t give a shit about what I had to say anyways.

There was no chance I could get my pilot to fly us in that weather, so I used the best thing I had gained from all the boring events I had attended, that literally had no reason to be held: connections. I knew some really important people at universal music group, so I called them, trying to find a way to talk to someone from her label. Finally, I managed to get a phone number, and after half an hour on hold, I was able to talk to someone. I explained the situation, adding a few lies to make it more convincing and somehow I managed to push her contract thing to tomorrow.

I ran into the living room to announce the great news to her. “Sabrina” I said excited like a little kid, but got nothing back from her. After repeating her name like a dozen times, I finally managed to get an irritated look from her, but at least she was listening now. “You’ll have the recording and any arrangements for your contract tomorrow” I said, smiling proudly, thinking I had finally made her like me again. “Wait, really?” she asked, taken aback by the news. I nodded, still with that stupid smile on my face. She walked towards me and I opened my arms for a hug, only for her to turn at the last second and avoid me. I don’t know how I felt at that moment. Definitely not good. I went after her, trying to understand why she wasn’t satisfied that I had fixed the situation. “Aren’t you happy that I cleared things out and now you don’t have to worry?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly at the end. “I am” she said dryly. “So what’s with the attitude?” I burst out, tired of her distant behaviour. My mood swings should really be studied. “The attitude? What do you want, for me to congratulate you for solving a problem that you created in the first place?” she fired back, clearly not liking my choice of words. “Well, a thank you would be nice” I said under my breath, but of course she heard me. “What was that?” she asked, completely serious, her cheeks flushed from anger. I started getting a little scared at that point. “Nothing” I said, swallowing nervously. “That’s what I thought” she said, bumping into my left shoulder while walking away, on purpose of course. And damn, she looks hot when she’s angry.

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Heyyy, i’m finally done with my exams, where I did great btw 😝and I’ll try to update asap! Anyways, enjoy y/n’s drama for now

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