Until She Was Gone

Chapter 23 | control

Brady's PoV

The moment I heard her name in the small office I knew I fucked it up.

It had all been good when for 3 weeks all I did was see her from afar, with Austin, enjoying her evening.

It was all good when she never looked at me with her luminous emerald eyes again since that day.

It was all well when my heart beat profusely at the simple sight of her, and she never looked back at me. 

It was all good until now. Until her soothing voice reached my ears.

Until her name almost brought me to my knees.

What the hell was she doing here?

I maintained my blank face even if I felt like bursting out of the damn studio.

How was I supposed to work with her?

I ran a nervous hand through my hair. She was still behind Charter by the door. Charter; my new boss now. Or rather, manager.  At least, for a few days. He recruited me by the guitar performance I made at the bar last Thursday. Said I had great potential. Reddish haired bloke. He talked too much.

Just then, I heard her voice. It confirmed it was the Sylvia I was thinking about. Not any other one. Honestly, I would've preferred to be wrong.

" At least let me in sir"

Her small laugh sounded.

Austin had told me she had gotten a job. I didn't hear anything else he said. 

What was I doing then? 

I should've probably paid attention. I guess I got to know the hard way. I always get to know things the damn hard way.

I was frozen in my spot. She hadn't seen me yet.

Just as I thought of that, Charter stepped away from the door blocking our vision.

Sylvia's pale face stared up at me. Her emerald eyes met mine. She seemed to freeze at the sight of me too. Shock flicked all over her face. She looked like she had gotten elctricuted and then frozen in spot. 

But why wouldn't she?

Her boyfriend's brother was apparently her partner in the same damn studio.

Now, could this day get any better?  (Note the sarcasm.)

Suddenly her expression changed from shock and confusion to irritation. Her eyes lit up with a spark of anger. 

She squinted at me.

Did she think I came here  on purpose? Just came for her?

If I would've known, I don't think I would've even stepped in the place.

Why? Because I don't think I would've handled myself. 

In the three weeks that had gone by, my sudden realization had been that I was attracted to her.

Her eyes. Her music. Her fingers.

Her lips, her nose, her face.

Her goddamn walk.

My brother's girlfriend.

One he proved well enough that she was different from any other girl he had hooked up with. Austin was so happy with her.