Faded (Rock Star Trilogy)

definitely have a thing for musicians… Nothing is hotter than a girl who can play guitar, seriously,” he continues. “I love that you're so tiny. You fit perfectly in my arms. And you're so damn stubborn. I like that. And I could stare at your eyes all day. Not to mention your smile, and your laugh… Your boobs are the perfect size, and I can’t wait to see more of them. I seriously don't think there is one thing I don't like about you.”
    I bite my lip to keep from grinning. “I didn’t ask you what you liked about me, but I’m glad you feel that way.”
    “And the crazy part is, by some miracle, you like me back .”
    Once again, Stephan Montgomery has rendered me speechless. But the moment is soon disrupted when I feel my phone start vibrating in my pocket. I think about ignoring it, but it could be Bridgett. I pull it out to see my dad is calling.
    “What's wrong?” Stephan asks.
    I stare at my phone, unable to answer. “My dad is calling me.”
    “Answer it,” he urges me.
    I take a deep breath and swipe my finger across the screen. “Hello,” I say, as I start walking out of the noisy cafeteria.
    “I just heard the wonderful news! Why didn't you tell me MTV was doing a thirteen episode documentary of your life?”
    “Documentary?” I ask, then I realize.
    Fucking Alec.
    I'm going to kill him!
    “Oh, it… just happened. I’m still trying to process the whole thing. Nothing is certain yet.” I pretend like I know what I'm talking about.
    “I'm so proud of you,” he compliments me. “I can't believe they're going to document the recording of your new CD. How did you convince Alec Torch to produce it? You know what? I probably don't want to know. That boy always had a crush on you.”
    I feel an arm go around me, and look up to see Stephan. I'm glad he's here. My dad has been on the phone less than a minute, and I already feel like crying.
    “You think I would use my best friend like that? Alec offered to produce my album all on his own. I’m not some cheap whore who sleeps with people to get what I want… And I can’t believe you! You just called because of the documentary and album. You didn’t even ask how I was doing. We haven’t talked in over a month, Dad,” I remind him.
    “It's a huge deal! I can't believe you didn't tell me sooner,” he complains. “And if you needed me, you would have called me. I do have a life outside of you.”
    I shake my head. “So you haven't missed me?”
    I hear him laugh from the other end of the phone. “Scarlett, you're a grown woman, not a child. You don't need your mommy and daddy anymore.”
    The harshness I hear in his voice stings. “You know what? You're right. I don't need you anymore. You're fired. Now pack your shit and get the hell out of my house.” I end the call and throw my phone across the hallway. I hear it shatter against the concrete wall. By some miracle, it's still working. I hear it start vibrating against the tile floor, and I know it's him calling back. I just leave it and walk out of the school.
    As soon as I get home, I'm going to book the first flight I can to Europe so I can confront my mother. It’s as if the conversation with my dad has woken me up. I’m not going to put up with their shit anymore.
    As I start my car, Stephan gets in the passenger seat. He's holding my shattered iPhone that is still vibrating in his hand.
    “Put on your seat belt,” I say and take off. I leave black marks as I'm leaving the school. Driving fast is definitely a great stress reliever.
     
    12:31 PM
    I got this.
     
    “ ALEC !” I yell the second I step inside my house. I know he's here, because his car is sitting in my driveway. I'm so furious that I'm literally shaking. I'm mad about the documentary, but not half as mad as I am about the conversation I just had with my father. How can he be such an arrogant asshole?
    Alec and Bridgett both run to where Stephan and I are standing.
    “What the hell? A documentary?” I yell before either of them can even say anything.
    Alec glares at Stephan.
    “Bro, I didn't say a word,” Stephan says with his hands up.
    “My dad called me to congratulate me. He thinks I slept with you to get you to produce my album. I fired him and kicked him out of my house,” I tell them. “Now I am going to Europe to kick my mom out.”
    “Your dad is a moron,” Alec says. “It’s about time you stand up for yourself. I’ve been waiting four years for you to. And we are coming with you to