23 Aug A Short Story: Yikes.

*This story is entirely a work of fiction.*

She said:

Avi, can I speak to you in private for a few minutes please?

I said:

Why, what did I do wrong now?

She said:

Avi, that was the worst Spanish that I’ve ever heard in my life…

I said:

¿Por qué estás más húmedo entonces?

She said:

(Tires not to laugh)

Because you spoke it so stupidly smooth…

I said:

Shorty, you know it was a good movie…Her and I made a good movie. I don’t know why you’re tripping…

She said:

(Squints her eyes)

Yeah… it was a little bit too good of a movie, if you know what I’m saying.

I said:

(Sly tone of voice)

Then go listen to movies that aren’t good then?

She said:

If there really are four of you, then why am I the one that gets stuck with the psycho?

I said:

Woah, what the hell?

She said:

Yeah… and these other girls get the other three of you, the nice and sweet, the business-minded, the poet and I get stuck with the psycho?

I said:

It’s not even like that.

She said:

It’s like that.

I said:

I was telling you to give me the writings that I stashed in you, but you didn’t want to do it…

She said:

Because they are mine.

I said:

Technically they’re mine, I just wrote them to you.

She said:

Yeah. So they’re mine after that.

I said:

I wrote them to you, right?

She said:

Yeah.

I said:
You read them and liked them right?

She said:

Yeah.

I said:

So… I stashed them in you and I need to access them.

She said:

No.

I said:

Gimme.

She said:

No.

I said:

Girl, give me them.

She said:

No, they’re mine. I’m not going to give you them so you can start singing to random girls…

I said:

Give me.

She said:

No.

I said:

Bitch, give me my shit that I stashed with you.

She said:

(Abruptly laughs)

Excuse me?

I said:

I was just kidding, but I’m not kidding about wanting my writings.

She said:

(Rolls her eyes)

All of a sudden you know what origami is…

I said:

Why is you eye-rolling me? And why are you tripping you work tons of other people all the time?

She said:

Yeah, but it’s different with you, it’s like you are really making love.

I said:

I don’t get what you’re saying. It’s art, it’s entertainment… people are going to enjoy it.

She said:

Right. All of a sudden you know how to speak Spanish.

I said:

Shorty, you know how I’ve been practicing my Spanish for hours and hours.

She said:
(Slaps me in the face)

How come you never ask me to be in your good movies?

I said:

(Loudly)

I did and you was tripping.

She said:

Because Avi, I have managers… agents, I can’t just do what I want like you do.

I said:

I doubt in those contracts it states any wording on them governing the electricity of your heartbeat.  Anyone that works with me can probably pocket the money directly.

She said:

(Speaks softly)

You’re probably right about that, but still…

I said:

(Deeper tone of voice)

So do you want to be in one of my music movies or not?

She said:

No.

I said:

Okay then, give me access to my stash then.

She said:

No.

I said:

You’re impossible to deal with.

She said:

This is exactly why I have to keep you on a closer leash.

I said:

Do you want to be in one of my songs or not?

She said:

(Rolls her eyes)

Oh, you mean one of your ‘practice’ movies?

I said:

Forget about it.

She said:
(Sighs)

Fine. Yes, I do. What’s the line that you need me to express?

I said:

I’ll let you know this weekend or early next week.