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Were we arguing among ourselves? Yes. Were Jessica and I having problems? Oh, hell yes. She was jealous of all the attention I received. The publicity team hated having her around. They wanted me to appear single so every teen girl in America could imagine that she had a chance at me. But I refused to break up with her. I was loyal.
To a damn fault.
Then I found her with my very best friend of the band. Jamie. I walked right into his bedroom at the hotel suite we shared and caught him sitting on the edge of the mattress with Jessica on her knees, showing off her blow job skills for Jamie.
I went blind with rage. Without hesitation I socked him in the face, and he went down without a fight. I screamed at her that we were through. All the crying and carrying-on didn’t affect me. Those swollen lips of Jessica’s were just around my best friend’s dick, and I couldn’t get the sight out of my head.
I wanted to destroy him. And her. Everyone.
Most of all, I wanted to destroy myself.
That was the beginning of the end, though looking back now, I can be truthful with myself. I had already started drinking. Snorting a line here and there, just to loosen up and have fun at a club. Going to clubs when I wasn’t even eighteen, let alone twenty-one.
I was a hot mess. I can’t go down that path again.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper to Scarlett, and her eyes pop open, her dark brows drawing together in concern. “Am I forgiven?”
“For what?” She’s breathless again and even appears a little dazed.
How many times has this girl been kissed anyway? I’m guessing not very often. That kiss had zero heat in it, but she’s looking like I did rock her world.
“You don’t remember what I did?” I grin, pulling away slightly, giving us—her—some distance. “You must’ve forgiven me then.”
She shakes her head and yanks herself out of my grip. “You make no sense.”
“Say yes, Scarlett.” I put on all the charm, flashing her my million-dollar smile. The one that used to incite girls in the crowd to throw their panties at me when we’d perform. “I’m only asking for a couple of months of your time.”
“A couple of months?” The alarm on her face is obvious.
“Eight weeks.” That doesn’t sound so bad.
“Four.”
Wait a minute. Now she’s negotiating?
“Six,” I say firmly, my brain going haywire, trying to compute if that’s enough time for me to write all the songs and put together the tracks for my album. Probably not, but if I don’t have a choice... “Deal?”
Her expression is wary, and just when I think I’ve lost her completely, she whispers...
“Deal.”
CHAPTER14
SCARLETT
“Thank God you’re here. I need your help,” I say to my best friend the moment I open the door.
Rachel’s expression is serious as she pushes past me and enters the foyer. “You call, I’ll always show up. You know this.”
I appreciate her loyalty, and that’s why it’s so hard to keep such a big secret from her. Because this one is big.
Major.
And I can’t ever tell her the truth.
Or... can I? After all, I haven’t signed the NDA yet. We’re meeting with the lawyers tomorrow afternoon and signing all the paperwork. I’ve already looked over the rough draft that the lawyer I hired sent to me earlier, and while most of it is a bunch of legal terms that I don’t understand at all, I get the gist of it.
One of the things that stood out was that I’ll need to post regularly about my relationship with Tate, and all the posts must be, of course, positive. They even came up with a schedule and topic ideas.
