Paint On Me

Chapter Three

"Where's the contract Trev? " she ground wrenching supplies out of the second box. She had given herself a few minutes to try and calm down. Unpacking the first cardboard and flattening the box down to future storage. 

Still fuming she decided to call her 'manager' how had they missed something that impeached on her privacy. Not the privacy of her person but personal space.   

They had both read the twelve page document front and back.   

"Whaaaa, " 

"Axels contract, " she continued on regardless of the fact the Trev sounded like he'd just woken up, "I need to see it.

"Okay sure, "he sounded groggy and uncertain, "I'll get it round to you this evening. "

"I'll swing by in an hour, "Sian stated leaning in over the edge of the half empty box in front of her.  

"What's the rush? " Trevor asked. Beginning to sound like the fully functioning adult Sian knew he was. 

She grunted annoyed, "the rush is that arrogant jerk was in my studio I just kicked him out. "

"You did what? "

"Kicked him out, " she snapped, "and I'll tell you what Trevor I'll do it again and again until he gets the message. Why on earth would you give him key? "

"Si can we just backtrack a moment, you kicked out your benefactor. Are you insane? " he choked, " this guy can pull his funds from under you any time he wants. Don't give him reason to do it. "

"I don't want him here Trevor. Not unannounced and certainly not with his own bloody key! "

"It's in the contract. Access to place of work., he has the right, " her friend challenged getting annoyed to match her temper. 

" I didn't SEE that, that's why I want to go over the bloody contract again,"Sians heart burned as did her face. Damn it he couldn't come and go as he pleased.   

"Read it fifty times if you like, "he said exasperated, "won't change a thing. You signed it. "

"But Trev.. " 

" He offered counsel, you didn't want it. I told you we couldn't do this ourselves. What does it really matter if he has access to the damn studio, " her friend strove. 

"It matters, " she mumbled. 

"For gods sake Sian why, it's not like your living there. "

Silence fell. Sian chewed her lip waiting for the inevitable. Ping and it dropped. 

"Christ , you are aren't you, "he breathed getting bothered, " Si please tell me you're not.. "

"All my money is in this studio. Of course I'm living here. "

She could almost feel her friends temper grow. 

"What happened to staying with Peter? "

"I can't live with my brother forever. Besides , staying in that basement apartment isn't as glam as it sounds. He needs time with his Fiance Trev I wanna give them the space they deserve"