A FILTHY Enemy - Jaxson Kidman Page 0,13

a shit either. You never did. Fuck you.”

“All this time between us and you just want to scream fuck you at me?” I asked.

“Exactly,” she said. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time.”

“Then why’d you run? That’s what you were always good at, right? Running.”

I held up my right hand and made my pointer and middle fingers run through the air.

Abby’s mouth moved but she didn’t say anything.

Then she pointed at me. “I hope your song sucks. I hope it fucking bombs. I hope your fans… fuck you, Reed. Raunchy Recks is better.”

I laughed. “Wow. You went right for the balls there, huh?”

“Don’t fucking follow me again,” she said. “If you do, I will rip your balls off.”

“Oh, honey, we had good times, right? You always loved playing with my balls. Don’t be mean to them. They did nothing wrong.”

Abby’s face turned a bright shade of red. “I hate you with every ounce of my being.”

“The feeling is mutual, Abby,” I said. I pointed to her clothes. “I saw you singing on the corner. What’s this get up supposed to be? You’re a barbershop quartet? How’s that paying for you?”

“I’m not doing this,” she said. “Fuck you. Fuck you for what you did.”

She started to back up toward her car.

“So that’s it?” I called out.

“That’s right,” she said. “This time, I’m leaving.”

“I’ll go back to the studio then,” I said. “I’ll record another hit song. I’ll make a few more million this year. I’ll stock up on drugs and strippers. Sound good? Let me know if you need something to eat. I’ll start a charity in your name, honey.”

She waved both middle fingers at me.

She got into her car and sped off, again.

I watched her leave.

My lip curled high in the air.

Fuck… she still looked really good.

When I stepped into the studio, the band stood with their arms open.

I did the same thing.

The five of us were in complete silence for way longer than I thought the joke would go.

“What the fuck was that?” Jay asked.

“Saw someone,” I said.

“Who?” Nash asked.

“Nobody.”

“You saw somebody but then it was nobody?” Dex asked.

“Exactly,” I said.

“You ran out of here like the building was on fire,” Sab said.

“You ran out here like Sab saw someone,” Jay said.

“Fuck you,” Sab yelled at Jay.

Everyone put their arms down.

“What happened to your face?” Nash asked.

“I bumped into a wall,” I said.

“Or a tiny fist,” Dex said.

“Nope. Just a wall.”

I turned away from the band.

We went back to work in the studio.

I sat down in a comfy leather chair and stared at the soundboard.

The piano parts were mostly recorded.

They weren’t perfect. We were bringing someone in for the final recording.

The same with the strings and all that crazy shit too.

We recorded the strings using the effects on a keyboard.

But the song itself had some punch to it.

It wasn’t a different sound for the band. It had that same feel to it. Just… a bigger sound.

“What do you think?” Nash asked me as he sat down in a chair next to me.

“I think it’s good,” I said. “Getting there. It’ll be a shock to everyone’s system. We’re going to get hell for it.”

“Of course we will,” Nash said. “They’ll think we’ve gone soft. It’s been a little while since we were in the headlines, you know?”

“I’m sure that won’t last forever.”

Nash laughed. “Hey, you really bolted out of here, Reed. I saw you were-”

“Where the fuck is Reed?”

Toby’s voice boomed through the room.

I looked back and nodded when he saw me.

He had his phone in his hand.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Toby yelled at me.

“That’s a long list,” Dex said.

“Seriously, what do you want, Toby?” Jay said. “We’re working here.”

Toby tapped his foot against a few whiskey bottles on the floor. “Working hard?”

“We fund your life,” Sab said. “We sacrifice our livers so you can drive a nice car and afford women way out of your league.”

We all laughed.

Toby didn’t.

“Explain this,” he said to me as he shoved his phone in my face.

It was a quick, three second clip of me on my motorcycle, giving the middle finger to a car as I cut it off.

“Wow,” I said.

“Wow?” Toby asked. “Wow? That’s all you have to say?”

I looked up at him. “Yeah. Wow. This just happened a few minutes ago. People are fast.”

“People know who you are,” Toby said. “You’re famous. What the fuck is this about?”

“I was pulling into traffic and they got in the way,” I said. I shrugged my shoulders. “They