He scrunched his face in regret. "Babe…I'm so sorry, let me make it up to you, how about dinner tonight? On me at Rico's." He said with a smile.
(Hey I gtg, I'll do more tomorrow.)
Battle Of The Bands
¨I Don´t Think That´s such A Good Idea Tris¨ she said and looked up at him through her bangs. ¨Don´t Get me Wrong I´d Love to Have dinner with you But If anyone sees us Were as good as dead¨ She said.
Tristen smiled gently. "So? I can fire my band, I love you more than them."
¨You can´t fire them Your a team we´re a team you don´t just get rid of your team¨ she said.
"I'll get a new band, they're all mad at me anyways." He said taking her hand.
Kaylene pulled her hand away and looked at him ¨That´s How you feel Someones mad and you get rid of them…Are you gonna do that to me¨ she asked.
He felt hurt. "Of course not…" He frowned. "I guess, see you tomorrow." He walked out, shutting the door.
¨D**mn it¨ She Cursed. She opened the door ¨Tristan wait¨ she yelled.
He kept walking. "I'm sorry Kay, I just need need a minute." He said, walking into his studio.
Kaylene sighed ¨Okay ¨ she continued gathering her things silently crying.
Tristan felt guilty, but he was really tiered and wasn't thinking straight. He tossed his stuff in the back of his truck, sliding into the driver's seat. He turned the radio blasting and zipped down the road.
Tristan hopped out of his truck, slamming the door shut. He opened the door to Rico's and walked to the front counter. "He Gina, can I get a table for me, myself, and I again?" Gina laugh. "Of course, but when are you going to bring that pretty Girlfriend of your's? I'm dying to meet her." Tristan sighed. "She's still worried what the band will think if they see us." Gina laughed, walking to his usual table. "Well Trissy, that girl will have to get over it someday." She said leaving her a menu, and walking away.
The Tv at The restraunt flashed pictures of the two bands and kaylene´s picture came up .
Tristan let out a restricted gasp. He put his head in his hands. Why was he so stupid? He picked up his phone, and tried calling Kaylene.
He put his phone on the table when she didn't answer. He let out an annoyed sigh and looked at his menu.
Kaylene sighed, she picked up her phone and called tristan.
His phone lit up, he picked it up, pressing the pickup button. "Hello?"
¨H-Hello¨ Kaylene said Her voice was Hoarse, You Could Tell she Had been cryiing.
"Babe…I'm sorry…" he whispered hoarsely.
¨It´s Not Your Fault It´s Mine I´m Just Too big Of a wuss¨ she said trying to contain her tears.
"You didn't walk out on me." He pointed out. "It's my fault, I made you hurt. And feel awful." He was trying not to cry.
¨Tristan Don´t feel bad all good relationships have fights¨ She said cooingly
"Yah, but how they end is normally when the other one walks out and doesn't come back." He was really upset now, trying to stay calm.
Kaylene let out a shaky breath¨ I-Is that what you want?¨ she asked.
"NO! Of course not!" He was alert now, feeling stupid.
She sighed ¨I love you¨ she said.
He chocked. "I…Love you too." He smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow." He pulled the phone away from his ear and hung up.
Kaylene Hung Up and Layed Down on her couch drifting to sleep.
She Woke up the next morning she showed up at the studio early she wore a black little dress that stopped at her upper thigh there was one long sleeve and the other side was sleeve less she braided her hair to one side exposing her underneath purple hair. She Wore knee high heeled boots and she brought in her band supplies and her Breakfast burrito from taco bell.
Tris yawned, as he drove to the studio in his truck. He has skipped breakfast, and was running late. He pulled up (A little over the curb) And hopped out, grabbing his equipment. He shuffled through the front door, dropping his stuff in the studio.
Kaylene was humming setting up her equipment she tapped the microphone and it made a loud noise and she shrieked jumping back.