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Knox nodded, his brow furrowed with concern as he watched my reaction. “Yeah, mate. Apparently, they were pretty serious.”
I blinked with surprise. “Greyson? As in the actor Greyson? Talia’s friend?” I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Panic gnawed at the edges of my heart, and jealousy burned like acid in my veins. A whirlwind of emotions battered me from every angle, leaving me feeling disoriented and raw.
“Yeah,” Knox confirmed. “He’s coming to our show tonight to see her.”
My mind whirled, trying to put it together. “When she first came on tour, she told me she had a boyfriend, but that he broke up with her.”
Knox slapped me on the shoulder. “Well, he’s clearly not through with her if he’s coming to Boston to see her.”
“I never liked that guy,” I mumbled under my breath.
I didn’t like how he was always trying to be the center of attention and how his fame seemed to go to his head. And I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy when he’d come over and everyone had lit up in his presence.
“Greyson?” Knox raised an eyebrow. “He’s a decent chap for such a huge celebrity.”
I couldn’t really argue with that. The guy was a huge celebrity, attracting attention and adoration wherever he went, and he’d always been nice to my friends. He’d even tried being friendly to me, but I didn’t like him.
He set my nerves pinging. It was as if he could see right through me to what I was thinking. Even though I fought it, there was something about him that made me pay attention — almost to the point of obsession. I resented it; I chalked it up to envy of his success and mega-stardom. But, in the sea of apathy that surrounded me, he triggered strong emotions. It had always made me uneasy, so I kept my distance from him.
“Ghost, forget about Greyson. Just focus on the show tonight, alright?” Knox advised, placing a steadying hand on my shoulder. “You can’t control what Remi does, but you can control your performance on stage. That’s what matters right now.”
“Right,” I agreed, even though deep down, the storm of emotions brewing inside me threatened to consume me whole.
Knox looked at the time on his phone. “We’ve got to get onto the bus soon. On the way to Boston, I think you should call Maggie and talk to her. You’re working through a lot. You’ve been carrying some heavy baggage around for a long time. It’s a lot to process. Keeping it all inside will slowly destroy you. Trust me, I know.”
I remembered the day, not too long ago, when Knox decided he was going to quit the band because he thought I’d betrayed him. He’d gotten drunk off his ass and finally confessed all the dark secrets that were weighing on his soul due to his fiancee’s death.
“You’re hitting me with the baggage metaphor?”
Knox grinned. “Yep. What was it? You’ve got to unpack it, fold it up, and put it in drawers — or some shite like that.”
I scoffed at his bungled quote. “Christ. It was a lot better when I said it.”
We turned around and headed back toward the hotel entrance. “You’re the wordsmith. Anyway, it worked, mate. ‘You’ve got to let go of the past and start looking to the future.’ I remember you telling me that just before you gave me Maggie’s number when I was holding onto all that grief and guilt about Aila’s death.”
I rubbed my hands together to warm them up as we stepped into the lobby. I would definitely call Maggie, but strangely, suddenly the past was the last thing on my mind.
My thoughts were consumed with the knowledge that Remi and Greyson had been an item, and now he was coming to the concert tonight, perhaps hoping to lure her into his arms. But she’d spent the night wrapped up in mine.
The thought of facing both Remi and Greyson at tonight’s concert loomed over me like an insurmountable mountain, leaving my stomach tied in knots. I had the incredible urge to pop a pill and make it all go away.
Knox was right; I needed to talk to Maggie before I did anything stupid. I took a deep breath, trying to center myself. But beneath the surface, I could feel the storm brewing — jealousy, betrayal, hurt, and anger swirling together like a hurricane waiting to make landfall. I was far from the safety of numbness.
Chapter 17
Greyson
The city lights of Boston blurred past the tinted windows of the sleek black car that carried me through the bustling streets. I had just arrived from L.A., feeling a pull of fatigue after taping for Devious all morning, followed by a day’s worth of travel. My heart raced as I checked my watch, realizing that with the time difference, I wouldn’t make it to the concert before the show started. I’d come here to see Remi, but the thought of seeing Ghost again sent shivers down my spine, a mix of excited anticipation and nervous tension.
“Almost there, Mr. Durant,” the driver said, his voice calm and professional. I nodded, grateful for the distraction from my racing thoughts.
“Thank you,” I replied, my mind wandering back to the reason for my visit. Was it possible that seeing Ghost and Remi together could finally help me resolve my tangled emotions? My love for Remi was undeniable, but the overwhelming attraction I felt for Ghost refused to fade even though he didn’t return my feelings.
The car pulled up to the stadium, the low rumble of bass echoing in the distance as fans screamed and cheered. My stomach churned with a mix of envy and anxiety. Performing in front of people was indescribable; I longed to be on that stage with Ghost, sharing in the electrifying energy of the crowd. Despite my fame, I knew I would always be an outsider looking in when it came to Ghost’s world.
I clenched my fists, trying to keep my emotions in check as the driver opened the door for me. Stepping out into the cool night, I breathed in the air, scented with a mix of gasoline, sweat, and the faint aroma of food vendors. It grounded me and reminded me that I was here, in the present, about to face the very people who had been consuming my thoughts for so long.
“Mr. Durant, this way please,” a security guard motioned for me to follow him towards the VIP entrance. Screams and cheers echoed from inside, the crowd going wild as the opening act finished their set. My heart pounded in my chest, each step bringing me closer to confronting the feelings I had tried so hard to suppress. I hoped that whatever happened tonight would bring me clarity and peace. The thought of continuing to live with this uncertainty was unbearable.
