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Mackenzie calls me early the next morning to let me know we have an afternoon meeting with Cassidy and Nyx. There are no classes at Rhapsody on Wednesdays, so it doesn’t affect my mentoring schedule, but it leaves me plenty of time to work up my rage against Nyx and feed my suspicion of her fucking with my guitar.
I can barely contain my anger by the time I walk into the conference room at Blackmore Records for our meeting. None of the other guys know that my prized guitar has been utterly destroyed at the Rhapsody Foundation. I haven’t told them because I know if I say it out loud, I will completely lose my shit.
As soon as Nyx saunters into the room, acting like she owns the place, I jump up from my seat and get right in her face.
“Do you think trashing my guitar is funny?” I growl through clenched teeth.
Nyx’s eyes go wide with faux innocence. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Cut the bullshit,” I shout, slamming my fist on the table. “You destroyed my guitar back at Rhapsody. Why?”
The other guys in the band all stare at me in shock.
“Dude, what happened to your guitar?” Remy asks.
I whirl around to face them. “This psycho bitch broke into my classroom and smashed my guitar to pieces. And she had the nerve to carve the word ‘LIAR’ into the case too.”
“Holy shit,” Logan says under his breath.
Jake shakes his head angrily. “Man, that’s so messed up.”
I turn back to Nyx, who is examining her fingernails nonchalantly. “Well? And what about my pictures, huh? What the hell is wrong with you?”
She shrugs. “Prove it was me.”
“You mean besides the fact that you’re the only unhinged person who hates me this much? Gee, let me think,” I spit.
“Sounds to me like you don’t have any proof. Just wild accusations,” Nyx says calmly.
I lose it, then. Lunging forward, Jake and Remy have to hold me back from getting right in her face again.
“You evil, vindictive bitch!” I yell as they drag me toward the door. “You’re not going to get away with this!”
She just smirks and gives a little wave as they pull me out of the room. I shake the guys off and punch the nearest wall, bloodying my already bruised knuckles. I barely feel it.
She’s gone too far this time. That guitar was irreplaceable, and she knew it. This means war.
I storm down the hallway, fuming with rage. My bandmates hurry to catch up to me.
“Dude, talk to us,” Jake says. “What the hell happened back there?”
I stop and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself enough to speak.
“Yesterday, when I got to my classroom, my guitar was just...destroyed. Smashed to bits. And someone carved ‘liar’ into the case,” I explain through gritted teeth.
Remy puts a hand on my shoulder. “Shit, man. I’m so sorry.”
“It had to be Nyx. I just know it was her,” I say.
Logan shakes his head. “As much as I hate that bitch, we don’t know for sure it was her.”
“How could she get into Rhapsody without being noticed?” Remy asks.
“She got into our show without us knowing,” Jake says, rubbing the back of his neck. “Who knows how or why she does anything.”
“Who else could it be?” I shout, punching the wall again. This time I feel it, and fuck, it hurts.
Jake grabs my fist before I can hit it again. “Hey, take it easy. We’re on your side here.”
