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Maybe it’s just a nightmare and I’m actually about to wake up?
My lids get heavy, my brain turning to foggy mush.
What if he was talking about me? Why else would he text me now, after all this time?
Consciousness slips, darkness taking over me, but not enough to block out the room. Not nearly enough to stop the words floating around through the air.
The tv blares obnoxious crap from a newscast, my sleep-filtered brain only picking up certain words.
“Rock star attacked.”
“Crazed fan outburst.”
“Thrown glass.”
“What. The. Fuck.” At my sister’s tone, I open an eye to see the flat screen filled with wild hair whipping as a whiskey tumbler is tossed at Rex Thompson’s feet and shatters.
Hardly an attack, but ok.
Showing again, the video from another fan loops to show black hair cascading down a back clad in a tour shirt to an ass covered by a flannel that looks pretty fucking close to the one I found for Cedar.
“No …” I’m up, no longer foggy, snatching the remote from my sister and turning the volume up. “No fucking way.”
“Reports suggest the fan started out at the bar alone and coerced beloved rock star, Rex Thompson, to join her. It was then that words were exchanged and the glass was thrown.”The screen pans back to show a shocked reporter and her sidekick. “The audacity of some people …”Head shakes and a segue into the next bit, my dropped jaw meets my sister’s like I’m looking in a mirror.
“Fuck she didn’t.”
“No way.”
We both jump up and slip shoes back on. We’re out the door in a minute, both phones to our ears and thumbs calling and texting Cedar.
She fucking confronted him!
Holy shit, that’s why he’s texting me now.
Whoaaaaa …
What the fuck!
I flag a cab when we make it to the street, still no contact returned from my best friend, and flop into the back seat when one finally pulls over for us.
“What’s the effing plan, Ari?” Aurora asks as she thumbs away like crazy at her phone. “I’m texting Jon to see if he’s seen her.”
“Ok. I’ll try her again.” No answer.
No fucking answer.
“She could have been arrested.” Aurora so helpfully adds to the stale air of our cab as I tell the driver to get us to the arcade the news mentioned.
As we take off into the minuscule traffic, a thought interrupts all of the things going on around me. A thought that twists my stomach and hurts my brain almost as much as my poor little heart.
I have to text Rex. He’s going to know what happened.
Shit.
Nerves send my knee bouncing and my sister misunderstands my sudden interest in the passing landscape as concern for Cedar. I see it in the way her hand steadies against my knee and her kind eyes meet mine.
She’s not completely wrong.
