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He and I both know I’m lying. Every song I have ever posted has had some sort of meaning to me, whether it’s the way the song makes me feel or that the lyrics say something about what’s happening in my life. Red by Taylor Swift is just that. The lyrics perfectly sum up how I feel about Jax.
Jax - Liar.
“How long would it take you to write a song?” Brianna asks, stealing my attention away from my phone.
“Honestly, with everything that’s been going on with Jax, I’m pretty sure I’ve already got one completed. I’ve just got to get it written down and work out a melody,” I explain. “ I’m probably a bit rusty though.”
“Shit. Well I know what we’re doing today,” she says, dragging me out the door.
We walk a few minutes down to the store and load up on notebooks, music books, pencils, sharpeners, and erasers. I spend my morning excited about recording something original for the first time, while Brianna searches for articles on how to become a top-earning manager.
After lunch, we both sulk as we have to stop what we’re doing and get ready for classes, but the moment we’re home again, it’s right back to work.
By dinner time, I’ve recorded the music and am getting started on the vocals. I nervously hit record as I turn toward the camera and introduce my new song. “Hey guys, me again,” I start, my hands shaking beneath the table. “I know I rarely post twice in one day, but here we are. This is my first original song, so forgive my nerves. I only started working on this piece this morning, so it’s a little rough, but I couldn’t wait to share it with you.” I let out a shaky breath before giving the camera a wide smile. “This song is dedicated to the love of my life.” And with that, my fingers curl around the base of the microphone, and I hit play on the music, preparing to pour my heart out.
A tear slips out the corner of my eye, but I focus on the lyrics, making sure the one person this song is for can truly understand the message I’m trying to convey.
Precisely four and a half minutes later, Brianna squeals in delight as she hits post.
After pouring a glass of wine, I sit back on the couch, a sense of accomplishment coming over me. I could really get used to this feeling, and I have Jax to thank for it.
My phone chimes, indicating I have a new text, and I grab my phone to find a group message from my brothers.
L, C, S - Mom and Dad would be proud of you, dork.
Chapter 18
JAXON
I step off the ice after a late training session, utterly exhausted, and the boys and I head to the locker room with only a few quiet conversations between us. Whipping off my training gear and skates, I consider just grabbing my shit and leaving so I can shower at home.
“Fuck,” I groan, knowing myself too well. I’ll end up crashing and going to bed stinking of sweat. I grab a towel and rush through a quick shower before packing up my shit. Before leaving, I reach into my locker and grab my wallet, phone, and keys.
I unlock my phone to find a missed call from Dad, which is promptly ignored, a message from Cass, and a YouTube notification telling me Cass has posted another song. My brows fly up. Two in one day! Cass is really getting back into it. I’ve never been so proud of her.
Opening her text, I realize it’s from over two hours ago.
Cass - Night. Xx.
Not wanting to wake her, I don’t reply. Instead, I open my YouTube app and find the notification for Cassie’s song. I hit play on the video, and my eyes immediately land on her beautiful face, framed by her long, chestnut hair.
She turns toward the camera and introduces the song the same way she’s been doing for years, only this time, it’s different. I turn up the volume just to make sure I can hear her properly. I mean, it’s pretty damn late, and I’m fucking exhausted.
She didn’t just say this was an original song, did she?
I hit pause and grab my hockey bag off the ground before ducking past Bobby. I fly through the door, desperate to be in the peaceful silence of my truck where I can concentrate on her song without distractions.
Slamming the door behind me, I quickly turn on the ignition, only to have to wait the agonizing few moments for my phone to connect to my truck. As soon as it’s finally connected, I hit play on the video.
It starts with Cass playing the keys. Even though it doesn’t show that, I just know she would have composed the music herself and pre-recorded it so she could sing to her own music. The melody takes me away before she even sings a word.
