Chapter52:Studio Session

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Cole unlocked the door to his dad's studio and walked inside.

He looked everywhere to see that it was still the same and somehow clean thinking that Jefferson probably comes up here sometimes to clean it up despite the fact that the room would be full of cobwebs and dust.

He sat on the chair and grabbed one of the the guitar and decided to play some chords which Cole ends up making some beats.

Cole hopped inside the booth and put the headphones on his head.

"Don't get high unless I'm being used
I'm never satisfied until I get a bruise
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt
I chase the lion with my heart in my hands
I won't stop running till you make me your man
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt
'Cause when my heart starts breaking
And my soul's forsaken
Yeah, you know I can't get enough
When the room starts shaking
You can bet we're making
The roof fall down from above." Cole sang.

"I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt, I want the hurt."

"I'll be your match, baby, light me on fire
So you don't lose me when you're preaching to the choir
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt, I want the hurt."

" I tried the sugar but it don't taste so sweet
I like that feeling when you sink in your teeth
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt, I want the hurt."

" 'Cause when my heart starts breaking
And my soul's forsaken
Yeah, you know I can't get enough
When the room starts shaking
You can bet we're making
The roof fall down from above."

" I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt."
" 'Cause when my heart starts breaking
And my soul's forsaken
Girl, I can't get enough
When the room starts shaking
You can bet we're making
The roof fall down from above."

" I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt
I don't want love, I don't want love
I want the hurt, I want the hurt."

After he was done, he stepped out of the booth and grabbed his phone that was on table.

Being in his father's studio brought back a lot of memories.

He sighed and his phone buzzed which made him looked at the contact number before answering it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Cole I kinda need your help with something so come over at my mom's house like right now." Sammy said.

"What happened?" Cole asked.

"It is nothing serious." Sammy said.

Cole chuckled. "Oh I see you can't handle being around Francis knowing you might of doing something bad to him but I will be there."

"Also Sammy you got to give Francis a chance and how was it easy for you to like your dad's fiancée?" Cole asked.

"Honestly I don't know but maybe I will give him a chance and it is not like my parents would ever get back together so I should just get used to it." Sammy said.

"Yeah you should." Cole said.

"Anyway are you coming?" Sammy asked.

"Yeah I will be there." Cole said.

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A/N:It is chapter fifty two and you may ask how long it took for you to add Sammy's mom in this book well three months because I was planning to put her in the earliest chapters but then I realized it wouldn't work so here we are.

"Hi aunt Valerie  how are you doing?" Cole asked.

"I am doing great Cole and how about you?" Valerie asked.

"I am doing fine actually just fine." Cole said.

"Really are you sure?" Valerie questioned.

"Yeah I am sure and is Sammy here?"

"He is in the living room with Michelle." Valerie said.

"Okay." Cole said.

Cole walked into the living to see Sammy on his phone while Michelle was watching tv.

"Hi Michelle." Cole said.

"Hi Cole." Michelle said.

"Is Sammy your favorite brother?" Cole said.

"Half Cole not by blood." Sammy said while rolling his eyes at him.

"Yeah I know that." Cole said.

"Yeah he is my favorite." Michelle said.

"Don't let Nathan hear that or he will get upset.."  Sammy said while laughing.

"Get upset at what?" Nathan said walking down from the stairs.

"Oh nothing at all." Sammy said.

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