of the area.
All security knew which room was which. That was something we went over with them before the show. That was something we’d been doing for years.
I helped myself to drinks on the walk to my room.
My mind swirled.
I couldn’t get her out of my head.
Bree…
But that’s why I had her replacement.
No name. Just a body.
Just someone to fuck…
I mentally count how many drinks Bree has had. She swears she’s going home with Steph and it’s fine. I’ve already talked to Steph and she’s sober. Of course, Steph being Steph, she stood with her back to a tree and flirted with me the entire time. Wanting to know why I cared so much about Bree when nothing was ever going to happen there. Meaning Steph was ready to fool around in the back of my truck. I told her to just get Bree home safe.
I should just take Bree home myself. But she wants to crash at Steph’s place tonight.
Mia is out of town with her mother.
Some mother-daughter bullshit trip or whatever.
I know I can get Bree home safe and sound.
I don’t like Steph.
But I can’t do shit about it.
Steph grabs Bree’s hand and they leave.
The fire is dying out.
The party is officially over.
They leave and I linger for a few minutes before getting into my truck and driving home.
I made sure to stay sober because I knew Bree was going at it hard.
She had a bad week and was down on herself.
I knew this was going to happen…
Again, it doesn’t matter.
I drove home and sit on the porch of the old house.
I hate going inside that house.
Everything in there is its own version of hell.
I always tell myself when I make it big, I’ll buy my mother a house, give her some cash, and then make it so I never see her again. Is that right? Fuck no. But it’s the only way to survive her.
I don’t know if she’s at work or fucking some random guy upstairs.
I don’t even care.
If I got paid for every asshole loser I chased out of the house, I’d have enough to move to LA right now.
The thing is… I don’t want to go to LA without Bree. And she’s not going to come with me. So I know I’m going to have to break both of our hearts at some point.
The thoughts keep coming at me… and then I see someone.
Walking down the sidewalk.
I slowly stand up and squint my eyes.
The person turns to come up my sidewalk.
“Bree?” I ask.
“Hey,” she says, drunk as hell.
I run down the steps and toward her. “What are you doing here?”
“I walked to see you.”
“Why?”
“I love you.”
“What?”
Bree laughs. She touches my chest. “Stupid Steph. She had boys come over. She had something all worked out. Thought I was going to sleep with her fuck buddy’s best friend.”
“What?” I growl.
Bree laughs again. “Don’t get so jealous, Sebastian.”
“I’m not jealous.”
“Yes, you are,” Bree said. She reaches up and taps her pointer finger to my chin. “You’re jealous of me with other boys. You don’t like it. Because you really like me.”
“Come on, Bree. You need to sleep this off.”
“Just admit it,” she says. “You love me. I love you. Let’s just do it, Sebastian. Right now. Let’s go…”
“What are you…”
I grit my teeth.
She grabs my shirt and pulls herself closer to me.
“Kiss me,” she says. “Then take me somewhere. I want you.”
I put my head back and let out a deep breath.
She’s drunk. And even if she really does feel this way… she’s fucking drunk.
“Come on, Sebastian,” she says. “Are you going to do it or what?”
I look down at her and touch her face. “You won’t remember this, Bree, but you have no idea how bad I want to do it. How bad I want to kiss you, hold you and never let you go…”
She laughs again and puts her head to my chest.
Two seconds later she lets out a long groan and slips her arms around me.
We’re hugging and she’s slowly falling asleep already.
So I stand there and hug her.
Someday… someday we’ll figure out what this whole thing is…
I threw the bottle back and drank the whiskey like water.
I sat on the leather couch with one small light on.
The mood was set.
There was everything anyone could ask for when it came to the rock star life waiting for that nameless woman.
If she wanted something to drink, I had it.
If she wanted a pill to swallow, I had it.
If she wanted something to snort, I had