Chapter 10- little shit's silly little bets
Iï¸ quickly drink water and take some pills. Iï¸ don't know why but Iï¸ can't fall asleep without them.
It has been like this since last year.
Iï¸ have been taking pills to sleep but they don't really work. Iï¸ barely get sleep at nights.
Suddenly my phone burped a text message and Iï¸ took it in my hands.
Text from: unknown number.
Hey there!
Who is this?
C'mon don't tell me you don't know me.
Well, sorry to disappoint you but Iï¸ don't.
Well guess who Iï¸ am Stavish.
Oh it's you little shit. How'd you get my number?
It's not hard when almost the
school knows you.
Well, what do you want?
Rehearsals.
What?
Iï¸ hear that your mother is great in
fashion business so why
don't we get her help?
With what?
Of course with her business
rolling like this, we can find
some screen time before her
fashion shows.
No.
What? Why?
Because Iï¸ said so. Iï¸ can't talk to her about my music.
C'mon don't be killjoy Stavish,
take one for the team.
Iï¸ wish Iï¸ could little shit but Iï¸ can't. Even if Iï¸ try, Iï¸ know she won't help me.
Tell her it's for the Quinn
industries.
Yeah, what difference does that make?
Do as Iï¸ say stavish. You get places
using my last name.
Let's hope you're right.
Iï¸ am. Ask her and then text back.
Iï¸ know for a fact that she will say no.
She won't, trust me.
She most definitely will.
Let's make a bet then?
Why?
Well, if you're so sure about it
then why don't you make
a bet with me?
This is pointless.
No it's not Stavish.
Fine, bet. But what will you do
when you lose?
Aren't we getting a bit too confident
here? Don't get ahead of yourself
Stavish. Iï¸ know my connections
and Iï¸ won't be the one who
loses.
Yeah? Well, we shall see.
Well the winner can make the
loser do something for them
and you can't back out
from that.
Well, you're on.
Iï¸ put my phone down to charge it and walk out of of my room and to mom who is currently sitting in the living room reading a newspaper.
Iï¸ clear my throat before approaching her.
"Hey mom?" Iï¸ start but she's too busy reading the newspaper so she doesn't look at me but hums.
"What happened?" She asks, flipping through the newspaper.
"Iï¸ wanted to ask you about this thing I'm doing with a friend and was hoping you wouldn't mind," Iï¸ start.
"What thing?" She asks flipping the newspaper again.
"We were hoping that you would give us some screen time before starting your fashion show next week," Iï¸ tell her and she drops her newspaper and turns to face me.
"I'm sorry dear but you think Iï¸ will let you and your dumb little friends open for my big show? That won't happen," she replies and Iï¸ groan internally.
"Whatever, Iï¸ told my friend this but he thought you wouldn't mind. Guess you can deny Quinn industries. Anyways thanks for nothing mom," Iï¸ reply and then to leave before Iï¸ hear her stand up and stop me.
"Quinn industry?" She asks and Iï¸ nod. "Well, of course they can start off my show. It would be a great benefit for my show if the Quinn industry actually perform."
"Really?" Iï¸ ask in disbelief and she nods.
"So you planning on singing or something?" She asks, walking back to the chair and taking the newspaper in her hand again.
"Yeah, it would be mine and Cayson's first show together and it would be a hit when we start it off at your show," Iï¸ reply and she takes a sip of her coffee.
"You better not let me down like you always have. Make sure you treat Cayson good," she says and Iï¸ turn around and leave.
Iï¸ quickly go to my room and take my phone in my hand. Iï¸ pull up my conversation with Cayson and text him back.
Looks like Iï¸ lost that stupid bet to you little shit. Guess you can go places with your last name.
My phone quickly beeps before Iï¸ could put it back to charge it. He's hell of a fast texter.
Told ya Stavish you can go
places with my name.
Not yours specifically but your dad's probably.
Alright so now that you lost
our sweet little bet, I kind
of own you.
That was so not what this deal was about. You said the loser would do one thing for the winner and they can't back out.
Oh well I have a perfect task
for you either way. See ya
tomorrow, Stavish.
Iï¸ put my phone back into charging and lay down on my bed, looking at the ceiling.
This is a huge opportunity for me and my music career if Iï¸ ever have one. Starting off with a bang speaks for itself.
Iï¸ sigh and close my eyes so Iï¸ could fall asleep.
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Iï¸ keep turning side to side but couldn't fall asleep. Iï¸ check my phone which is now at 100% battery life for time.
It's currently 3:46 A.M and I'm still not asleep. Iï¸ groan and get out of bed and head to the bathroom.
I take the pills and walk outside to find my glass of water empty. "Seriously?" Iï¸ exclaim and walk out of my room and head to the kitchen.
Iï¸ open the refrigerator and find a bottle of water. Iï¸ quickly take some water in my mouth and swallow the pills quickly.
Hopefully six of them would make me fall asleep soon.
Iï¸ quickly walk to my room and lay down as Iï¸ shut my eyes close.
Suddenly Iï¸ feel something in my throat and Iï¸ run to the bathroom and throw up.
Iï¸ look down in the toilet and see that there's some blood.
"Fuck," Iï¸ groan and flush the toilet.
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