Chapter 6: Complications,
Janice ran down the hall, she told herself she wouldn’t cry. That she’d cried enough in the past but as she walked farther from the room her heart broke more and she couldn’t bring herself to leave because after two months of him being gone she’d broke up with him.
She forced herself to keep walking and finally she made it outside to where she was happier and she didn’t have to worry.
Floyd stood up and walked into the hall. He wanted to punch a hole straight through the wall but he stopped himself and continued to walk. Dr.Teeth met him downstairs, “What happened?” He asked.
“We’re done.” Floyd said trying desperately to stay calm. Dr.Teeth sighed and looked at his friend. “Are you okay man?” He asked.
Floyd shrugged and pushed past the band leader and outside.
Clifford walked up to Dr.Teeth looking perplexed. “So is Floyd taking my place in the concert or am I keeping it?” He asked.
“I’d rather you keep pit for this gig, you know the songs and besides I don’t think Floyd’s in the mood to play.” Dr.Teeth replied.
Later that afternoon the band met up at the theatre. “So Floyd’s sitting this one out,” Dr.Teeth explained.
“What?” Floyd exclaimed getting up and glaring at Teeth.
“Personally I think Clifford should like replace Floyd permanently.” Janice commented quietly earning a glare from Floyd.
“Look guys I would love to play but if Floyd wants to I don’t have to.” Clifford offered.
“But Clifford you know the part and we don’t have the time for Floyd to catch up.” Zoot said.
“Are you kidding me? I’ve learned full songs in fifteen minutes then performed them, for years I can learn every single one of these songs two days tops.” Floyd said.
Janice sat on one of the speakers and tuned her guitar while everyone argued. Usually when the band fought she’d choose Floyd’s side and vice versa but it was different now so she just ignored them altogether.
“Jan, do you have the list of songs?” Dr.Teeth asked.
“Fer sure,” Janice said. She retrieved the list and padded over to Teeth handing the sheet to him.
“Teeth, what part of these songs is hard to you? There are five of them and I can do them all easily.” Floyd said.
“Look Floyd it’s just that there’s more to it then the songs there’s the singing and dancing and we already have it sorted out.” Zoot explained.
Floyd sighed and spared a split second glance at Janice before returning to the sheet.
Janice rolled her eyes and set down her guitar.
“Floyd like maybe you should just let Clifford do it, you seemed to enjoy being alone before why don’t you continue it?” She said.
Floyd stared at her; it seemed like forever before he answered her. “Fine, you know what? Clifford can replace me permanently cause I’m done.” He grabbed his bass and stormed out the door.
Janice didn’t see Floyd for the rest of the night. They had never really fought let alone broke up Janice couldn’t remember ever being that mad at him. She went down the hall and to the one place that made her happy; the rooftop was calming and relaxing and helped her think.
Tonight the air was warm and there was a slight breeze that tousled her hair blowing it into her eyes.
“Jan?” Janice turned around to see Floyd behind her.
“Like what do you want?” she asked.
“Can we talk?” He asked.
Janice nodded; Floyd sat beside her and sighed. “Are you still mad at me?” He asked.
“I rully don’t like know Floyd I was at first like fer sure mad at you but now, I guess I’m sorta mad still.” Janice explained.
Floyd nodded and looked at the stars above them, “Janice I’m sorry that I left. I should’ve taken you with me and I regret it so much.” He told her.
Janice sighed and looked at him, “Floyd I know you’re sorry but like I’m just like not ready to forgive you yet.” She told him,
Floyd sighed and looked at her. “So I guess we’re not getting back together?” He asked.
Janice shook her head, “I guess not.” She said before getting up and heading towards the window, Floyd couldn’t tell but he was pretty sure she was crying.