Chapter 55: Chapter 59: I Have No Right To Feel This Way

CRIMSON'S POV:

I'm kicking myself. Well, not literally. My mood is downright sh*tty and is showing every sign of worsening.

Nona hasn't stopped talking about Creed. It shouldn't bother me but it does.

I try to ignore her, umming and ahhing whenever she expects a response. I need to get a f*cking grip!

This morning when I walked in on them talking I was crazy green with jealousy. They were only talking for goodness sake! And even if they weren't, what right would I have to care?

When we arrive back at the label, it's already getting dark outside. Our arms are heavily ladled with bags.

Saving Creed are making their way out of the studio. It's close to six o'clock in the evening and yet it seems too early for them to be finished.

But it's impossible to deny that there is celebratory atmosphere around the guys. They're loud and energetic.

Clover is the first to spot us and immediately takes some of the bags from Nona.

"Wow. You guys have been shopping all this time?" she asks.