All On Contract

Chapter 91 - Creators Of The Contract

Marshall's P.O.V:
"Chicken or pepperoni?" I say as I pick up the phone and look up at Iris. She lets out a frustrated sigh and folds her arms across her chest. "Fine. Chicken it is." I mumble as I dial the number and place it to my ear.

"I just don't understand." Iris shrugs.

"It's because you're to young to understand." I mumble. Iris lets out another sigh and mumbles something under her breath. "I didn't catch that. Speak up?" I say and look up at her.

"Why won't she want to see me?" Iris asks.

"Who told you Tessa doesn't want to see you-" I start but get cut off by one of the employees picking up.

"Hello-" He starts but I cut him off.

"Hi, yes. Can I have one large chicken pizza." I say as I look away from Iris.

"I want a vegetarian pizza." She says quickly.

"Why?" I look up at her. "You love chicken pizza." I add.

"Well I am a vegetarian now." She states as she jumps off her stool and walks towards the fridge.

"Since when?" I raise my brow.

"Since this morning." She says as she takes out a Pepsi can from the fridge.
"It's a new diet." She mumbles.

"And this new vegetarian diet includes you eating bacon for breakfast?" I smile lightly.

"This morning was a one off." She tuts.

"And what about the afternoon when you had a beef burger-" I start but get cut off.

"Well I'm starting properly now." She rolls her eyes.

"Sir?" The employee cuts in.

"Yes. I'll have one medium chicken pizza and one medium vegetarian pizza." I say into the phone before I give him my address and hang up the phone.

"Why doesn't she want to see me?" Iris asks again, making me look up from my notebook.

"Did she say she doesn't want to see you?" I ask.

"No." She shakes her head.

"Then how do you know Tessa doesn't want to see you?" I ask slowly and look up at her as I let out a sigh.

"Well, it's been over a week and-" She starts but I cut her off.

"She's probably busy." I shrug and open my notebook again to finish writing the verse I started.

"Busy clubbing?" Iris says. "No. You can't lie to me like that Marshall." She says making me sigh. "She's all over magazines. There's photos of her at a club and having dinner with Nick." She states. "Plus, her manager said that-" She starts but I quickly cut in.

"You've been talking to Leroy?" I ask quickly.

"Am...I not allowed to talk to him?" Iris says slowly in confusion.

"No. You don't go near him." I say in anger.

"Well, I didn't know. I'm sorry." She shrugs.

"I don't want you going near him or Paul, you understand?" I raise my brow.

"Jeez, calm down. How was I supposed to know." She rolls her eyes. "I'm sorry. I won't talk to them anymore." She adds.

"What did he say exactly?" I ask.

"Well, he was leaving your place with Tessa's suitcase and I asked him if I could come along." She sighs. "He didn't let me. He said that Tessa doesn't want to see me because she needs a break from this mess and drama." She finishes and looks up at me. "Did I cause a mess or make any dram-" She starts but I cut her off as I walk towards her.