AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Whispered Words may not be magically mine, but my entire being calls out to them and pulls me into them every time. No matter how angry I am at them, I still see myself with them.
As my eyes scan over the boys, my heart pumps faster, and sweat breaks out across my skin. The last time I viewed them from this angle, they were staring at their phones and barely talking. They fucking hated each other and loathed me even more.
And now?
Kieran smiles at Rad, who softly speaks in his direction, causing Asher to laugh and turn red. Callum leans his elbow on the table with a grin, shaking his head. Whatever they’re discussing brings them so much joy.
“Go and talk to them. We’ll be right here,” Zepp murmurs, gripping my shoulder. “It’s nothing bad. In fact, it’s something we were expecting.”
“Did you guys do this on purpose?” I whisper, looking between the two of them as they once again have a rude, silent conversation.
“No,” Seger grumbles. “We’d never purposefully put you through that torture. Scouts honor,” he says, holding up two fingers.
“You’re not scouts.” I roll my eyes, staring at the guys again with longing in my heart.
No wonder they didn’t want to help take Ly to school. They were planning… Well, whatever this is.
“I could have been, but dear old dad shoved us into private schools, never giving us a chance to enjoy that kind of shit. Now, get in there before they combust.”
“It’ll be fine,” Zepp says with reassurance, patting my shoulder.
“Fine. But if I have to kill them, you had better protect me with fancy lawyers and shit,” I grumble, wrinkling my nose when Seger bursts out laughing.
“Always got your back,” he chuckles, opening the door for me, and practically shoves me into the conference room.
I swallow hard when my guys freeze, watching me approach with caution.
“So, you called a meeting?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest and walking further into the room. “When I left my house, there were moving vans sitting outside.”
Rad slaps Kieran on the arm, gesturing for him to speak.
“We got another offer from EJ Records,” he says in a deep voice, nearly knocking me off my feet.
An offer? From another company? What in the ever living fuck is happening right now?
“And you accepted?” Anger boils in my gut as his eyes widen, and he takes a step back. His eyes fly to my fingers, curling in my pocket where my knife rests. I’m never leaving without it again. No matter what. Thank God, too. I’m about to put this through each of their eyeballs.
“Fuck. River Blue…” he trails off, swiping a hand down his face. “We didn’t accept the offer.”
“He told them to shove it up their asses with a smile on his face,” Rad snorts with glee, rising to his feet. “All one hundred million, too. That’d hurt.” He cringes, shuttering at the thought.
“Is that what you really thought?” Callum asks, cocking his head to the side. I swallow hard when his gray eyes inspect every inch of my body, and he nods in confirmation. “Understandable, Little Star.”
“Why else would you be vacating the band house without telling me? You…” I trail off, wondering what the fuck is going through their heads. If they aren’t staying here, then where are they going? They don’t have any prospects on the horizon. So, that means… “No,” I choke out, shaking my head. “There’s no way you’re just…”
“We quit,” Kieran says, coming to stand in front of me. His fingers brush against my cheeks, and he gives me a small smile. “We quit West Records. We didn’t accept that offer. We’re done, baby.”
“What the hell?” I murmur with a trembling lip. “You can’t just walk away from your dream. Guys, this is your fucking passion. You’re living something everyone else wants. You’re rock stars. You’re—”
“Not anymore, Little Star,” Callum says with a head shake.
Not an ounce of sadness rests on their faces as they look up at me with soft smiles.
“It was,” Asher grunts, getting to his feet with the help of Callum as they situate his crutches.
“We have a lot more dreams, Pretty Girl,” Rad says with a shrug.
“But music is your life.”
