(Love) Contract

Matt’s POV

“What’s up, Matt?” I heard Jason Berry’s voice through my phone.
“I was trying to talk to Brian, but he won’t open the door. You heard something from him?”
“No, sorry. You talked to Jimmy?” Jason asked.
“Yeah, I did, they got into a fight. Jason, really… we gotta do something.”
“I know, come on over, let’s make a plan.”
I hung up and got into my car and drove over to Jason’s house.

When I walked to his door and rang the doorbell, waiting for Jason to open up.
“Hey. Come on in.” Jason motioned me to the living room.
“They got into a fight?” Jason asked when we sat down in his living room and he turned off the Tv.
“Yes, Jimmy said they were drinking having fun nothing out of the ordinary, Brian had some girl with him and another guy approached her and Brian just punched him straight in the nose. Friends of the guy got between them and Brian and Jimmy got kicked out. Another awesome newsflash for our band...” I sighed.
“Is he okay?” Jason asked.
“Yes, Jimmy said he had a small cut on his eyebrow but nothing serious, I wanted to have a look myself, but the fucker didn’t open the door or is not home.” I buried my head in my hands in frustration.
“You remember when I told you I talked to him the other day? And gave him the ultimatum?” I looked up to Jason and he nodded.
At the moment Jason was the only friend that I could talk to about the things with Brian, since my other friends seemed to still find the behavior of Brian normal.
Jason also noticed that Brian was a little over the top in the last days, so he was my first contact person that I would talk to and he also became my partner in crime when I had thought about a plan for helping Brian.
“What did he say to that?” Jason asked and roused me from my thoughts.
“He told me he would agree, that he would slow down and I shouldn’t worry. That he would come to our meeting in time…” I trailed off.
“And? He did?” Jason asked again.
“I haven’t seen him in 5 fucking days, Jason… We had 1 meeting and again he was a no-show. What the fuck? He is taking nothing serious anymore…”
“So what’s the plan and what can I do?” Jason asked.
“Alright, listen… I was thinking, someone has to be around him, someone has to keep an eye out for him, we gotta try to protect the image a little, fuck… I don’t really know. I arranged to move into his house, but I know he won’t like it. But there is no other way… do you know if someone got a spare key to his house?” I frowned.
“Yes, Zack has as far as I know… I can ask him, I will get you the key, maybe it’s best to fulfill your plan without him being around.” Jason grinned a little.
“Yes, you are right.”
“So, you wanna play babysitter?” Jason asked “He will never allow you that, he might have agreed to your ultimatum but he must have been drunk at that time so he won’t remember a fucking thing.”
“Babysitter, huh?” I frowned, the thoughts running around in my head.
I planned on moving in, so I could keep an eye out for him and get him to our meetings in time but now I got an even better idea.
“That’s it.” I laughed loudly.
“What’s what?” Jason frowned-
“We gotta get him a babysitter.” I grinned.
“He is a grown man. You cannot just find a babysitter for him… And he would never agree to this.” Jason shook his head.
“He already had agreed and we have to make it look like a little different. Since it couldn’t hurt him to have a little more stable situation in his life… what do you think about a fake girlfriend?”
Jason smirked “You really think of finding a babysitter / girlfriend for him? You mean someone who is around him 24/7 and will look for the outside world as his girlfriend but we know she is just watching out for him, man… This is a sick idea… but I love it. I don’t think this will work, but hell yeah I’m on board and wanna see it.” Jason laughed as well.
“How do we do it? We need to make some job interviews or something and I gotta talk to Brian, he must know, but the others shouldn’t, we will be the only ones to know. I will have to figure something out and we have to make a contract with that girl.”
“A contract?” Jason frowned.
“Yes, she gotta sign that whatever happens during the time that she is his “girlfriend” she is not allowed to get to the press or anything, she has to maintain silence, if anybody got wind of this plan we are fucked.”
“I know a friend of mine, he is lawyer. I will talk to him but before that I will get you the keys, to his home… oh and when you talked to him, tell me how he reacted, damn I wish I could see his face.”
“Yes, I will. First I have to get the employment ad out as soon as possible, hope we will find somebody who is willing to take his shit.”

Tara’s POV

It was late in the evening when I came home from another day full of job interviews but all in all – a big fat nothing.
“Hey, you are home late. How did it go?” Cara came walking to the living room glass of wine in hand.
“You want some?” She held the glass out to me and I took it and drank all of it down in one big glup.
“That bad?”
“Worse! You got the bottle near?”
“Yes. Wait a second.” She went back to the kitchen and came back with the bottle and another glass.
“Tell me about it.”
“There is not much to tell, many people out for a poorly paid job and my guess is all the people there had better qualification then I have.”
“Shit, I’m sorry. But don’t give up, honey. Here I wrote you some new job ads down, found some in the internet. Just try it again, don’t lose hope.”
I sighed loudly and put my bag on the couch beside me, pulling my phone out and typed the address in, I had no other chance then to try again tomorrow.
“What are these jobs about? Also housekeeping and cleaning?” I asked Cara and saw her yawn.
“Yes, there is not too much out there at the moment. Sorry, honey. I need to go to bed now, had a long day.” She got up and kissed my cheek.
“Thanks and goodnight.” I emptied the bottle of wine and set my alarm clock on 8 because the first appointment would be at 12 and I really needed a little time to get ready.

I walked to the bathroom, get rid of my clothes and jumped into the shower, when I heard my phone rang. I jumped back out and saw an old friend calling.
“Hi Tony.”
“Hey, Tara, your sister told me you are back.”
“Yes, I am.” I replied not too happy.
“Great, she told me you need a job, you know I own this bar in downtown, right? I would need a bartender, you worked in a bar before, right?” Tony asked and I smiled.
“Yes, I did. Sounds good.”
“Yes, thing is I can’t decide this alone, I got tomorrow at 10 a small casting and I wanted to ask if you could be here by then? I would love to have you in my team.”
“10 tomorrow morning, sure. I will be there, thank you for thinking of me.”
“No problem and tell your sister I said hi.” Tony laughed.
“Sure, I will. We see us tomorrow.”
“Bye”
I hung up, yes! A job interview at 10 and the next would be at 12, but that’s manageable, I still could get back home to dress new and got to the other one, if I would need that then.
I got back into the shower, this time I had a small smile on my face, tomorrow doesn’t look too bad as it seemed.

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