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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧
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Song: Bad Influence
By: Omah Lay
~ indigo ~
i have decided to visit tía kasy's music shop after launching my next pair of outfits on my website. sharky's siblings helped me with the packaging, i brought them some things they wanted as a way of saying 'thank you', i also spent some time on the phone with sharky whilst he was shooting which was great.
i make it to the music shop, pablo greets me like usual. karter appraoches me, his facial expressions changing into a shocked one at the sight of me. we haven't seen each other in a while. Last time, i had longer hair. "baby girl!" he squeals, feeling my hair.
[a/n: fyi, karter is gay with the pronouns he/she prefers he when not suited up. forget to mention it at the beginning 🤭.]
"omg, girl, this is gorgeous." i smile at him, pulling him into a hug. "thanks, i just decided to go for a change, you know." we walk into the seating area to have a little chat. "it's been a while." i nod, agreeing with him.
after the talk, me and tía kasy had about sharky, karter gave me some dating advice, which was kind of helpful. we've kept in touch, but since he jumps between two jobs, we rarely get to talk or see each other.
"how is everything going?" i change the subject, so the topic is more on him instead of me. i don't like oversharing, especially to unknown persons. "i'm working on it, you know. bouncing between two jobs is hard. but it is what it is." he grins.
"how are you and sharky? did my dating advice work?" i smile thinking about last night and today. it feels like we are inseparable again, like there is a strong bond between us. too bad there is a boundary between us.
"hello, earth to ms strawberry shortcake." i shake away my thoughts, looking back at karter, who has his leg folded over the other, his elbow on it as he rests his face on his hand. "it did work. we are working things through."
"i love to hear that." karter holds my hands with a little squeeze of reassurance and hope. "keep it up. don't let that bitch get through ya'll." i smile, nodding as karter attends the customers. i check my phone to see zane has messaged me.
messenger:
zane🫂:
> hey wuup2? 11:06
indi🪷:
< @ the music shop 11:08
zane🫂:
> cool
> i was omw there 11:08
indi🪷:
< from work? 11:09
zane🫂:
> nah
> frm home
> i was gna ask if u wanted to tag along but u already there 11:09
indi🪷:
< what a coincidence 11:10
"sure is." i look up to see zane leaning against the doorframe. he smiles at me as he climbs down the stairs. i get up to hug him as he hugs me back, the height difference is insane. "how are you?" he sits necks to me, placing his phone next to him.
"i'm good, just thought of getting some fresh air." he nods, brushing his clothed thighs up and down as if to indicate that he's nervous. "how are you? forgot to ask." he chuckles, leaning back. "i'm okay." i nod, facing my phone, not knowing what to say.
zane gets up, walking over to the instruments set just opposite the seating area. people are allowed to sit here and enjoy a meal pr sit and watch one of their friends or family play with one of the instruments. zane picks up a guitar, tuning it to the right tone.
"i play the guitar then you can sing?" he tilts his head to the side with a smile. "i don't know. i've never sung for people who aren't family." his mouth hangs open as if he's offended. "so i'm not family?"
"what?! i only knew at the baby shower that you were a family friend of jade's. which also doesn't make you my family friend so in conclusion, no, you're not family."
he chuckles, nodding his eyes. "aight. do you mind trying? for me?" i shrug, giving up the fight as i move closer towards him so i can hear the guitar better and be able to form some lyrics.
his hands start moving on the guitar creating a melody. "wow, that's a good one." i bop my head, moving my body to the tune as i start forming some lyrics. the words that come to my head are about me and sharky, there's nothing else that could come to mind.
karter, pablo and tía kasy walk in as they watch me and zane create a song. they cheer on us, taking videos and enjoying the moment. once the song has finished, i feel a bit shy knowing i have sung for some people who are not part of my family except tía kasy.
"wow, mi sobrina [my niece], that was wonderful." tìa kasy approaches me, pulling me into a hug. "thank you. haven't done that in a while." it is true, i haven't sung or played the piano in a year, my clothing line has just been my priority since then.
"you are a good guitarist." karter approaches zane. i know karter has a thing for tall dark handsome guys, it's the way he approaches him with a sexy hip sway that give it away. "thank you." zane simply says before placing the guitar down.
"i remember the days me and your mother used to sing in front of the familia, great tío and tía's." tía kasy offers me some cranberry juice and a slice of cake. "it was your uncle's birthday yesterday." i knew it was tío's birthday, i just wasn't in the mood after the whole phone call.
"oh, tell him i say 'happy belated'. i'll get his present sent to him." tía kasy hugs me when zane approaches us. once tía kasy has returned to her office, i turn to look up at zane who is already looking down at me.
"what's that?" he points at the juice box in my hand. "it's cranberry juice, my favourite." i pop the top with a straw, taking a sip. zane takes my hand abruptly before leaving the music shop.
"where are we going?" i ask trying to walk to his pace. "somewhere special." i let him take me wherever, he shows me some places i have never been to before until we get to an abandoned place. "what are we doing here, zane, this is trespassing." he holds his hand out as i hesitate for a bit.
"before my sister passed, we used to always come here and spend some together." he helps me up a ladder which leads to the top of the roof. "she was a pianist just like you and she loved art so i would bring her here to let her art self out, you know."
"that's nice. you a good brother." he smiles until he leads me up to a painted part of a wall. "wow, it looks beautiful." i admire the use of contrasting and the contemporary design that has come out. "maybe you can add some of your sketches." i look at him in shock.
"no, i -, i wouldn't want to ruin your sister's design." zane walks over some cans and spray cans, picking one up before tossing it over at me which i grab without any effort.
"one thing mila wanted was for her art to be filled and so i am fullfilling her wish." he grabs a chair, placing it on the right position.
"okay, maybe i can do a thing or two." he smiles, helping me up a chair as i start painting.
17:06
"that was fun, thanks." zane walks me over to the porch of my house. we had a great time painting and drawing. it also ended up being a paint fight which he helped me with some of his sweats before walking me home.
i realized that he doesn't live far from my house, it's probably like a 10min walk. i open my door before turning around to face zane. "thank you for the day, zane. i appreciate it." he pulls me into a hug.
"anything for the lovely lady. maybe we can do it again sometime." i pull away, nervously playing with my hands. "maybe." he bids me goodbye as i enter the house to see my mom looking at me with an angry expression.
"mama?" i place the bag zane gave me to place my clothes in down as i walk towards the fridge to grab me something to drink. "indigo, are you cheating?" i spit the water from my mouth.
"what?! no! él es sólo un amigo [he's just a friend]." i walk back to the bag, grabbing it when my mom stops me. "you are wearing his clothes, you smell like him, so you are."
"i promise mama, i would never hurt sharky like that. and zane knows that i have boundaries." we both walk up the stairs before stopping in the hallway.
"that boy likes you and i can see it." i hand my hands on both of her shoulders. "i don't and he knows so don't worry." i peck her cheeks before opening my door.
"Buenas noches, mama [goodnight, mom]." i blow her a kiss before closing my door, leaning against it with a sigh. "what a day."
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