My Bloody Idiot

„I thought you were occupying studio C...” I spoke confusedly as I closed the door behind myself. Their heads turned to look at me.

„Oh we’re just finishing up,” Walter explained as he raised to his feet.

„Don’t sweat it,” I gestured for him to sit back down by the control panel. „I just need to hear this girl real quick and then I’ll be off.” My feet carried me over the back of the room where I leaned against a Pioneer cabinet which nobody seemed to use these days anymore. „How’s the hangover?” My eyes connected with Brian.

„I can’t imagine what you’re talking about...” He mused as he brought his Starbucks coffee to his lips. Oh really... The dude’s sitting in a dimly lit room with a pair of shades covering his eyes and smelling of a liquor factory explosion. Please tell me that’s not a straight up hangover right there.

„Sure,” I grinned as I crossed my hands over my Jack Daniel’s shirt. The door to the studio room opened and in came the winner who I think was called Jennifer along with Justin and Heidi. „If you have a backing track, be my guest and hand it over to Walter.”

Right before the brunette handed over the flash drive to Avenged engineer, I couldn’t bare but notice the seductive wink that chick sent to my ex. I couldn’t have avoided the frown taking over my face even if I wished to. Her face changed to annoyed only in a matter of seconds, simply because she had looked at me.

„Done flirting? Bloody perfect. Now get in the recording booth.”

„Is this gonna take long, ‘cause I have a date in like an hour...” Zacky turned to look at me over his shoulder.

„Chill, five minutes and I’m out of here.” The girl started singing as soon as I had answered Zack. I must’ve been on some recreational drug, ‘cause what I heard coming from those speakers made me question the wellbeing of my mental state. I must be hallucinating, there’s no other way... No, I can’t be...

„What is that?” Was I going completely bollocks or was that an echo to her voice? „Is that an delay? What did you do, Walter?”

„Hey, she gave me the flash drive and I just clicked play.” Walter shrugged as I pushed myself off the control panel and went to look over the screen to see that she was singing along to a pre recorded song. With a deep wrinkle in my forehead I went to look at the chick who was singing at the other side of the glass. I had to actually blink a couple of times to question if I wasn’t losing my sanity. Was she serious?

„Is she for real?” I looked around to see everyone’s eyes anywhere else, but on me. They were avoiding me from confronting them. And yes, that was exactly how afraid they were of lil’ old Riley Vex. „Fuck this...” I leaned over the control panel and pressed a single button that brought the music to an abrupt stop.

„Hey! What the fuck?!” The girl screamed in the microphone, pulling the most displeased face you could ever see walking the planet Earth. Don’t you get an attitude with me, darling...

„I want to hear this in acapella.” I stated simply, before moving away from the mic. Her hands gestured in a way that led me on the fact that she had not the slightest clue of what the hell ‘acapella’ was. „I meant,” I took a deep breath before I continued, „I want to hear only your voice. Please.” A make-believe smile mirrored on my face for a single second.

A slight moment passed, before she started the song with the most obnoxious shout/yell known to man. I didn’t think Ain’t No Other Man should start with a yell, but what do I know... The girl wanted to be Christina, but she sang like Pink who had attempted to cure her laryngitis spending a rainy night in woods sucking on popsicles. I had to give her credit tho, she did hit some of the notes right, but she didn’t know the words to the song.

„You have to be kidding me...” I leaned closer to the built in mic, „Okay, that’s enough. Sing me the other song, ‘cause this is clearly not gonna cut it.” I shook my head as I turned to face Justin. „You mean to tell me – she won the contest... with that?”

It was needless to say Justin was facepalming his handsome face. He didn’t dare to look me in the eye since I knew he chose the winner along his little sidekick Ashley. How did they do it? By watching her entry video for the contest. This hasn’t been one of those legitimate ones where my mother actually sat alongside the judges and heard people sing, no... This was the most moronic contest to ever be held. I took a very deep breath, before all of my attention went to the brunette.

„Test my reality, check if there’s a weak spot—„

For a moment I forgot how to breathe. Her voice blurred out in the distance.

„Fuck...” Syn whispered. The breath got stuck in my throat and if it hadn’t been for Brian’s raspy voice, I strongly believe I would’ve choked to death. Was it that good? Of course fucking not! The arrogant bimbo was singing my song. And completely butchering it.

I closed my eyes as my fingers went up to massage my temple in circles. A fucking migraine was what her singing had given me. She could’ve chosen any other song... Michael Jackson’s – Billie Jean? Perfectly fine. In This Moment’s - Whore? Go for it girl! But not this bloody song! See, here’s the deal... A couple years ago I tried out my hand in being a front lady in Lethal Injection. It was needless to say the thing went south faster than you can yell Bloody Mary, hence me being a producer now.

Everyone who knew me, knew not to bring up Lethal Injection. Like... Never. You don’t speak about it, you don’t hum the songs, heck... you don’t even think about it!

But here was this insane chick, who didn’t have the slightest clue of who the fuck was standing in front of her.

I pulled myself together and leaned over to the microphone. „You could stop, ‘cause you’re hurting my ears.”

Just a minute later she had returned from the recording booth and was all up in my face. „What the fuck is your problem?” Whoa... Not a way to talk to your producer. „I won the fucking contest, a puny producer like you don’t get to fucking judge me.”

„I don’t get to fucking judge you?” A fake laugh sneaked out unexpectedly. She should really get out of my face. Like... Step back, girl... „I’m your producer...” I explained very slowly. If I spoke even slower and accentuated the words a little bit more, I think even a brain-dead person would pick up on what I was putting down. „Whatever I say to you, you suck up just like you would suck Syn Gates dick here,” Yea, don’t pull that face, I saw the way you were looking at him, „Christina’s song was straight up flat. Either you stop smoking a pack a day or you choose a different song. And what goes for the second song? You butchered it. I’d suggest a couple days with the vocal couch, before you come to the studio.”

I pushed myself from the cabinet and headed for the exit of the studio.

„You mean to tell me, we’re not gonna record today? That’s some straight up bullshit!”

You. Dense. Motherfucker. I paused for a second as I took a deep inhale my hand tightly gripping the handle, before I went through the glass door without another word.

I will seriously kill that girl.

Brian’s POV

Did I honestly just experience some stuck up, yet, not gonna lie, ridiculously hot chick giving an attitude to Riley? Hell, the bleach must’ve bleached her anger issues away not only her dark roots.

„Okay guys, that’s a rap for today,” Heidi clapped her hands together, trying to hide her fear behind a fake smile. I bet she was thinking her ass was gonna get fired in the next ten minutes. I didn’t know much of those contests, neither did I fucking care for them, but I guess that guilty look to her eyes did tell that she had something to do with proclaiming a singer who couldn’t quite sing, in fact, a winner of a motherfucking contest. That right there was the best joke of the century!

„You want to tell me I drove here without a fucking reason?” The chick carried on with her rant. As hot as she was... well... basically that’s all she was. Hot. I’d fuck her, but then again maybe this was just my hangover speaking, since we all knew, when I was hangover, I could’ve fucked a goat and enjoyed it without guilt.

I pushed the shades up on my head and rubbed my eyes. I didn’t need this drama, really, I fucking didn’t...

„I am so dead...” Justin rubbed his face before he got up from the chair. „Well it was nice knowing you guys, I guess I’ll see you... never.”

„You’re overreacting,” I spoke whilst pushing myself up from the comfy chair. „Vex went from zero to homicidal only once, dude.” My hand rested on his shoulder reassuringly. „I really doubt she’s gonna kill you over this. I mean... „ I looked over the brunette. What was her name? „Jennifer?”

„Jennifer.” She agreed with a naughty smirk on her lips.

I grinned, before my eyes connected with Justin, „Jennifer here can hold a note. Hell, when Shads just started, he was all over the place. Jen, here, is not a lost cause... Trust me.” I patted his shoulder, sneaking a small smile from him.

„I guess you’re right,” I know I’m right. I’m always right, „Thanks, man.”

„No problem.” I smiled, „And now I’m gonna bounce, see you around, cutie.” And of course, I pulled a Synyster Gates classic – giving her the infamous wink as I went past her.

"Party at Shads later?" Zacky's voice stopped me midtrack. Had he finally crawled out from his cave? Took him long enough to put the fucking phone away.

"Sure." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Every-fucking-one is invited by the way." Zack eyed each and every one of the people filling the small room. "Yes, even you blondie. Heidi, don't you dare not come!"

Okay, I'm outta here. Nobody had time for Zack's eternal love for Heidi. I didn't quite know where they stood, but I think it would be best if his wife didn't find out about it.

Now... Where did that crazy ex of mine go to?

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