Back to Noah
Present day
There's heavy tension in the room.
I'm scowling at Billie from the couch. She's scowling back at me. She turns to glance at Jack.
"Please excuse us." Billie says. "Noah and I need to have a serious chat."
"No, I want him to be present for the serious chat!" I scoff. "I want you to tell the jerk who writes the songs you win awards for. Who writes the songs you get praise for. Who writes the songs that bought you this house. Who writes the songs that give you the ticket to tour around the world."
"What's all this about, Noah?"
"You still don't get what this is about!" I snap. "It's about you going on that freaking stage and giving a speech for the jerk that has done absolutely nothing to get you that fùcking Grammy! I'm the one that deserves that fùcking speec
