Clairvoyant Disease

There he comes, black muscle tee and jeans, his trademark bandana and cap on and a pair of expensive aviator glasses covering his gorgeous eyes. He shot a dimpled smile my way as he closed in and took me in his arms, almost lifting me off my feet. Our lips pressed together almost automatically and we pulled away blushing lightly.

"you look very pretty," his eyes went down on my body and he took notice of my very girly outfit;

"you're looking very hot yourself," I caressed his center as I wrapped my arms around him. He squeezed me lightly and kissed me again.

"aren't you late for your meeting? Grace had been yelling at me for practically everything since she got here and one of those things is the fact that you're both late because I apparently deafened you and you couldn't hear the alarm or something," he pulled his sunglasses off his eyes as he smirked lightly because above all, pissing Marissa Grace off is one of his most entertaining hobbies.

"it had nothing to do with you, I took my sweet time doing everything I had to do, I can. And I've been awake since five I just didn't give a damn about it," I smiled innocently up at him. He shook his head chuckling lightly and hugged me again, this time letting it linger. "besides, I called. Not even our boss is ready," he scoffed;

"seriously? Did you tell Is that?" I shook my head;

"wanted to make it a surprise, but I'll get her off your back, I promise," he rolled his eyes.

"forget about it. Inwardly, I know she cares about me as her friend and all but in the surface, there's absolutely nothing I can do right," he almost sounded hurt by it;

"she adores you, she's just hard to show that to people. I believe that her rough upcoming into life has had something to do with that,"

"don't doubt it," he rested his forehead against mine and we got lost in each other's eyes. It was so good. The feeling I got by being in his arms was amazing. I reached up and pressed my lips lightly to his but he deepened the kiss, tangling his fingers in the hair right over my neck, pulling my face closer to his.

"I'll see you later, tonight?" he spoke huskily after we broke the kiss. It took a second for me to comprehend what he had said but when I did, I nodded and parted slightly away from him;

"okay, remember, don't be late," I pulled him towards my SUV and he opened my door for me;

"what is late, anyways?" I rolled down the glass window so that I could close the door and he quickly leaned in;

"after eleven, it's late," I started the engine;

"I'll be there," it was just a kiss good bye. Just one, innocent, short, sweet kiss goodbye! Somehow, my tongue was dancing against his and his soft massive hand was running the inside of my thigh making my heart beet faster and my body feel hot, all of a sudden he broke the kiss and rubbed the back of his head muttering under his breath and searching around;

"quit feeling up my sister, you pig!" Issa was at the front of the car with her sandal in her hand. Matt huffed and barged towards her, she quickly ran and jumped into the passenger seat. "lock it, Carlee, lock it!" Matt tried without success to open her door;

"I'm gonna kick your ass, Marissa Grace!" he threatened;

"yeah, yeah. Go away! You whiny little bitch!" he flipped her off and waved at me before going back inside. I laughed silently as I drove us away. I could feel Issa's eyes on me the entire time as I drove to the main street;

"okay, if you don't speak I'm opening the door and kicking you out,"

"I just- wow. You are happy. Like genuinely happy, almost glowing… you finally admitted to yourself that you have feelings for him-"

"not only to myself," I cut her off;

"you told him?" I nodded "did he reciprocate?" I nodded again "this could go downhill so fast, though?"

"for better or for worse, I'm gonna take my chance," I was blunt about it so that she would notice that no matter what she said, I would change my decision;

"bottom line?" I nodded "promise me you won't get in too deep with him, real fast. I don't want you to turn up hurt,"

"I can't promise that but I don't want to think about bad things, I want to enjoy my day and prepare his birthday gift,"

"I bet you're the gift,"

"in great part," I smiled;

Matt

After doing the same part of the song twenty times in front of a green screen, we got a break to eat and rest before trying it one more time. I walked into our dressing room to call Carlee, even if I want to focus, my mind is with her. I need her to understand that I'm not messing with her, that I've matured. I'm over banging girls that don't care about me nor I care about them! Those girls only want sex, money and a picture out of me. I only want her.

"yellow!"

"ugly color,"

"bitch, I like that color," I laughed because she always knows how to make me feel better. Even when we were constantly arguing, if she noticed that I was upset, she always found a way to boost my mood;

"well, I hate it,"

"well kiss my ass, I don't care,"

"bring it on, baby,"

"dude,"

"so what you doing?"

"waiting for Issa's landlady to get her ass up here so that we can go shopping,"

"oh, you tell her she's gonna get her ass beat?"

"dude, I haven't let it die. She knows," there were female voices in her background so I knew that that the landlady

"yeah, she deserves a good one-"

"we need to talk," Brian stoodby the end of the couch with a serious smug on his face; "babe, I'ma let you go, I'm gonna get grilled,"

"ugh, Bri's an idiot. Fine, luck,"

"thanks, I love you,"

"I love you, too,"

I hung up and shifted nervously on the couch, no, he doesn't intimidate me, but a protective brother is always a reason to be nervous, trust me, these idiots couldn't have a tighter relationship;

"sup?" I said softly sliding my phone back in my pocket;

"I'm gonna be dead honest with you, Matt. You're my best friend, my band mate and all, I trust my life in your hands blindly but you know how I am with CBee and I'm just going to tell you one thing: if you make her cry, again, even if you kick my ass, I'm going to make sure to break that pretty little face of yours that has gotten you laid so many times," I just sat there dumbfounded, "we're clear, right?" he asked and I nodded softly, I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head cuz how wide they were. Did he really just say that? "okay, then we can go to work again," he walked out and I followed;

"yeah, maybe now you'll be able to play without glaring at me every 5 or so seconds," he laughed;

"was I really that obvious?" we approached the food table;

"uhum...

Carla

Our meeting had gone well enough. We practically worked as mediators between the girls going to the Spike's Scream awards and the bosses. We were told we'd be up on stage in our swimsuits for a birthday present for a friend of Selena's, Metal Mulisha Chief Brian Deegan, his birthday was the same day as the awards and he was going to pick one of us to dance for him during one of the performances. In our lunch we told the girls and almost all of them were into the idea, of course there were the bitter ones that said they weren't dancers, but models, but if they didn't want to do it there are hundreds more willing to fill in.

After speaking to Matt and finally getting Issa's keys, we went to Beverly Center Shopping mall. My mind continued wondering back to the studio. I wonder what Brian told Matt, I wonder how Matt reacted. Brian has always been overly protective of me, he even shared a few bit of punches with Matt over the years, all because of me. I'm like his little sister, his mom, Jan, took Issa and me when our father had his first stroke and our mother had her first nervous breakdown. Also did Papa Gates, took us away in the weekends with his other two sons making us feel like a real part of the family. Of course, the way he feels about me doesn't compare to the way he feel about Grace. I never took his shoulder to cry on, mostly tagged along for fights and drunken nights, she leaned on him for safety and caring and affection… affection that developed serious feelings on him and a serious attraction in her.

I had an idea for the best night ever between Matt. It may seem a bit cheesy but thankfully, cheesy for him is heaven. And I would be the biggest present of them all, so I headed for Bed & Body Works and to Victoria's Secret. Also I headed for Morshow were I invested on white silk bedding nearly 200$, but it was all good because it was all worth it;

"you know he could totally forget about you, I mean it is "guy's night out"" she said for the twentieth time;

"Mari! I'm putting him to the test tonight, if leaves the club full of girls and booze for me then he passes, if he doesn't then I'll move out," I said as we walked out of the store;

"I know you know how to deal with it, I'm just afraid you'll be too hurt to handle it," she said as we walked into a

"Issa, no one has died of a broken heart, I just want to give him the benefit of the doubt, at least for tonight," I said. She quickly got the swimsuit of her punk ass dreams and walked out, we made our way to Bed & Body Works where I bought nearly 150$ worth in vanilla candles, don't judge me, they're expensive!

Tonight is bound to be spectacular. I know he won't leave me waiting.

10:30pm

Matt had come to get ready for his party. He tried over and over again to convince me to go with him but guy's night out means exactly that, not even the birthday boy's girl could be there. I just told him to leave and that I would have everything set for tonight, needless to say curiosity got the best out of him a few times and he made a run for my bedroom's door a good three times, the only time he managed to get around me and got to the door, he came to the realization that it was locked and pouted as I laughed at his sad attempt because he could easily pick the lock but I would've beaten him up in the mean time.

I took the time he was out to get ready, taking a bubble bath, shaving all over, washing and drying my hair, doing my makeup to perfection, dressing up in a little number that seemed painted on my body and I knew would drive him insane.

Eleven o'clock came and passed and my anxiety started working up. He couldn't leave me, he wouldn't do that. I chew gum while sitting on the couch of the candle lit room, this can't be happening. I didn't dare to light a cigarette mostly because I didn't want him to kiss me with cigarette breath, but I needed it; I truly did. I could feel the fear creeping all over me and I could hear Issa's voice taunting me: "I told you so, I told you so!" this can honestly be the end of everything.