The last names in the story have been changed. I don't own any of the people in the story. All I own is my ideas and my need to write. I do not mean to offend anyone.
An overexcited brunette ran into the living room and started jumping up and down. "It's a smiley face! It's a smiley face!" she yelled happily.
She set her pen down and looked up at her girlfriend in amusement. "Sweetie did you find my stash of gummy bears?" questioned the slightly younger brunette as she stood up and headed towards her girlfriend.
The brunette shook her head no and lifted a small white stick. "No, it's a smiley face. Congratulations Momma," she said softly as she pulled her dumbstruck girlfriend into her arms.
The short brunette looked out the window of her office and smiled. Today her baby would be three years old. A knock forced her out of her thoughts. "Come in."
"Sorry to bother you Miss Torres, but Dallas insists that you come into the studio. She said and I quote 'tell my lazy ass sister to get up and come check out this jammin new group. They're the shit. I'm signing them with or without her permission,'" relayed Marcie with a grin. They were all used to Dallas' antics.
Demi grinned. "I'll be down in a second. Has Miley heard them?" questioned Demi as she straightened some papers on her desk.
"Tell that whore to bring the patron bottle to celebrate. Miss Stewart' words not mind," said Marcie with a laugh. She loved her job and her bosses were hilarious. The chemistry between the two was unbelievable. Then there was Dallas. That one had more than a few screws lose and probably only got hired as a producer because her sister owned the company, but she knew good music and had quite a few platinum albums under her belt.
Demi laughed and opened up the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle of patron along with a few of shot glasses. She loved working with her sister and best friend. There was never a dull moment.
Both former Disney Princesses, Demetria Devonne Torres and Miley Ray Stewart, had decided to retire from performing at a fairly young age. Demi had never quite recovered after her stint in rehab and realized that although she loved to perform, the stress of being in the spotlight was too much for her. Miley became fed up with her inability to lose Hannah Montana despite all of her efforts to lose the dumb blonde. In her desire to be as separate from her alter ego as possible she was losing herself. Finally the two best friends decided to settle down and do something that they both loved. Dark Diva Records was born.
At the age of 28 they were running a highly successful company and had numerous gold, platinum, and even diamond records to their credit. Their connections in the music world allowed them to have some of the greatest producers and song writers the world had to offer such as Nick Jonas, Hayley Williams, Dallas Torres and even Taylor Swift. Demi preferred to write music, while Miley took a more in front of the camera role as the face of Dark Diva Records although everyone knew that it was ran by both women.
Demi opened the door to the studio and grinned at her best friend and sister while holding the patron bottle in the air. "This group better be good cuz Mr. Patron doesn't party with just anyone," joked Demi taking her seat next to Miley and placing the bottle on the counter.
Dallas handed her sister a set of headsets. "Listen and shut up!" she ordered.
Suddenly the three girls were all business they placed their respective headsets on and listened to "No Way Out" perform their song.
Baby, take my hand
I'll be your guiding star
Wrap yourself in my arms
I'll never let you fall
Take a step with me
Into our destiny
Give our love a shot
You'll never want to look back
Am I the one for you?
Your one wish come true?
Cuz you're it for me
The girl of my dreams
God sent you to me
An angel without wings,
My one and only fantasy
It was always you
It was always you
Don't let me play the fool
Don't walk away from me
We are meant to be
Two halves of one being
God sent you to me
An angel without wings
My one and only fantasy
It was always you
It was always you
No don't let me play the fool
Baby, it was always you
It was always you
Tears had silently begun falling from Demi's face as she heard the lyrics. Those lyrics touched her deeply and brought up memories that she had tried to erase. She had played the fool.
"Sel don't do this. We can get over it. Together we can get through anything. Please don't walk away from me Sel. Don't walk away from us," pleaded Demi tearfully as she watched the love of her life stand at the door to their condo with a luggage in her hand.
"I'm sorry Dem. I do love you, but this is too much. I can't handle it. I'm not what you need. I wish you the best and that you find someone that knows how to put a smile on your face," said Selena as she walked out closing the door behind her.
Demi dropped onto the floor. "You put a smile on my face! You make my life complete! I love you Selena!" she screamed knowing that the brunette had walked out the door for the last time.
Miley turned towards her best friend and noticed the tears silently rolling down her face. "You okay nighthawk?" she questioned as she hit the switch to turn the sound off.
Demi looked at Miley with a lazy grin. "Sign them up dragon. They're so good that they brought tears to my eyes," she joked as she opened the patron bottle and started pouring shots.