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I close my eyes and sigh. “Fucking hell.”
“What?” Kegan says.
I open my eyes and pin him in my angry stare. “I’ll get it cleaned up as fast as I can.”
“You better,” she says, and hangs up.
I toss my phone down and cover my face, groaning in frustration.
“What happened?” Lane asks.
“Is it that bad?” Comes from Remi.
“Lorelei, what the fuck?” Kegan says.
I stand up and cross my arms. A bit surprised that Kegan actually used my real name. “It is that bad, Remi.” I lean against the table and shake my head. “Did no one see Kegan attempting to fight at the bar? Did no one realize the girl he chose to bring back to the bus had a boyfriend that he pulled her away from?”
I step in front of Kegan and he pushes his sunglasses up. For a split second, I see regret, but it is quickly covered by his carefree look. “If you can’t handle your alcohol, don’t fucking drink. You’re looking like a fool this morning. You’re looking like a man who doesn’t care about women or relationships. You’re looking like someone who will never get any respect.”
I step away from them to make my coffee and I hear them whispering.
“I fucking told you it was going to go bad,” Remi says.
“When was that, asshole? When you were five shots deep and crying about missing Olivia?” Lane hisses.
“No, that was when he was wandering around looking for his dick that Olivia kept back in New York,” Everett says, laughing.
“She wasn’t even a good lay,” Kegan says.
I give a humorless laugh as I turn around. “That’s your main concern, Kegan? You need to get your priorities straight if you want to maintain the success you have, otherwise you’ll be a has been before being a star.”
I walk away to get my computer and when I come back, they are all quiet. I don’t say anything, I get to work on fixing the mess he’s caused. I need to make sure to cover this story with the concert tomorrow night and turn around whatever it is that has been said. I’m good at it, I know I can do it, but I’m pissed I need to.
“No drinking tonight. No leaving this bus,” I say, never taking my eyes away from my computer.
“Relax, angel. We know how it’s done,” Kegan says.
I briefly close my eyes and turn my head toward him. “You don’t know how it’s done. You know how to make a fucking mess, but you have no idea how difficult and complicated it is to clean it up. You’re selfish and that doesn’t work when there are four of you.”
“Watch it! You know nothing about me or us,” he hisses.
“Who’s fault is that?” I ask, turning back to fixing his mess.
I’m lying in my bunk starving. After I cleaned up Kegan’s mess and got a call from Jennifer telling me how amazing I am, the guys all went back to sleep. They’ve ignored me ever since. I’ve listened to them talking and laughing, while I feel trapped in my tiny bunk. I might be able to clean up the mess, but they’ll never allow me to be even friends with them. It’s lonely, but I can’t pull myself to go out and face them again. Being ignored is worse than fighting with them. At least there are words exchanged.
My stomach growls and I sigh. I need food.
“Lorelei?” Lane asks.
“Yeah?”
“Can I open your curtain?”
I laugh as I push it open. “What’s up?”
“We’re gonna get pizza, do you like any toppings?”
My stomach growls again and I feel myself blush.
