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towards the closed door of the changing room. “You’re going to be a laughing stock, Jasper!”
“I won,” Jasper said behind clenched teeth. “That was what you wanted, right? A win?”
“But a winner walks off the stage like a champion!” Carl insisted, his cheeks bright red. “You were stretchered off as if you were the one who had lost! It doesn’t look good, Jasper. It doesn’t look good at all.”
Closing his eyes, Jasper tried to distance himself from Carl’s anger. The pain medication the paramedics had given him had started to work, and he was beginning to feel blissfully numb, the pain in his leg now just a dull ache.
“If your leg is bad, you throw some well-placed punches,” Carl was prattling on even though Jasper had ceased listening. “You don’t leave yourself vulnerable like you did. You were reckless, Jasper, and it’s going to cost you.”
“Can you please leave?” Jasper parted his eyes to glare at his agent. He’d had enough. He wanted to just be alone with his thoughts for a while.
“So now you’re pushing me away?” Carl poked a finger at his own chest. “I’m the only person on your side!”
“I’m tired, and I have a headache.”
This seemed to appease Carl who shrugged and shoved his hands in to his trouser pockets. “Okay, well rest up in here for a while. Best to let the crowds disperse before they get another chance to see you hobbling about like an invalid.”
Jasper clenched his jaw. Everything was about maintaining an image; what about his well-being?
“I’ll go and arrange some discreet travel to get you back to your place,” Carl nodded at Jasper before leaving.
Chapter 27
The burly security guard who barred the way towards the back stage area thankfully recognized Kait. He gave her his best attempt at a smile before letting her past.
“Thanks,” Kait told him breathlessly. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d moved so fast. Her heart beat drummed madly in her ears. She had to get to Jasper. She hurried down the familiar corridor and found his dressing room. She took a few seconds to catch her breath before promptly knocking on the door. When there was no reply, she took the plunge and just opened it.
It was relatively dark inside with only one small lamp towards the back of the room providing any light. Quietly, Kait went in and closed the door behind her.
“I thought I told you to leave,” Jasper snarled from where he was sat on the sofa, his head leaned back and his eyes closed.
“Jasper…it’s me. Kait.”
When he heard her voice, his head snapped up and his eyes opened.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” She ran to his side and looked down in horror at his supported leg. The blood which had been flowing down his face was now cleaned away, but she could see the swelling beneath his eyes and around his nose which would darken and bruise. He was in bad shape.
“I saw what happened,” Kait spluttered nervously. “I came to support you and when that… that guy hit you,” she reached for Jasper’s hand and squeezed it. To her surprise, he quickly snatched it away, scowling angrily at her.
“I didn’t ask you to come tonight.”
Kait’s mouth flapped open, her words suddenly stolen from her. Why was he angry at her? She’d done a nice thing in coming to support him; how could he possibly be mad?
“Jasper…” she began tentatively. In her mind, she was still reeling from the horror of seeing so much blood gushing out of him. “I just wanted to be here for you.” She reached for his hand again, but he moved it beyond her grip.
“Did you enjoy seeing me be humiliated?” He asked spitefully.
“What?” Kait was now sitting beside him on the sofa, but he wouldn’t look directly at her. His gaze was distant as he swept across the other half of the dressing room.
“Of course I didn’t enjoy seeing you get hurt.
“I won,” Jasper said behind clenched teeth. “That was what you wanted, right? A win?”
“But a winner walks off the stage like a champion!” Carl insisted, his cheeks bright red. “You were stretchered off as if you were the one who had lost! It doesn’t look good, Jasper. It doesn’t look good at all.”
Closing his eyes, Jasper tried to distance himself from Carl’s anger. The pain medication the paramedics had given him had started to work, and he was beginning to feel blissfully numb, the pain in his leg now just a dull ache.
“If your leg is bad, you throw some well-placed punches,” Carl was prattling on even though Jasper had ceased listening. “You don’t leave yourself vulnerable like you did. You were reckless, Jasper, and it’s going to cost you.”
“Can you please leave?” Jasper parted his eyes to glare at his agent. He’d had enough. He wanted to just be alone with his thoughts for a while.
“So now you’re pushing me away?” Carl poked a finger at his own chest. “I’m the only person on your side!”
“I’m tired, and I have a headache.”
This seemed to appease Carl who shrugged and shoved his hands in to his trouser pockets. “Okay, well rest up in here for a while. Best to let the crowds disperse before they get another chance to see you hobbling about like an invalid.”
Jasper clenched his jaw. Everything was about maintaining an image; what about his well-being?
“I’ll go and arrange some discreet travel to get you back to your place,” Carl nodded at Jasper before leaving.
Chapter 27
The burly security guard who barred the way towards the back stage area thankfully recognized Kait. He gave her his best attempt at a smile before letting her past.
“Thanks,” Kait told him breathlessly. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d moved so fast. Her heart beat drummed madly in her ears. She had to get to Jasper. She hurried down the familiar corridor and found his dressing room. She took a few seconds to catch her breath before promptly knocking on the door. When there was no reply, she took the plunge and just opened it.
It was relatively dark inside with only one small lamp towards the back of the room providing any light. Quietly, Kait went in and closed the door behind her.
“I thought I told you to leave,” Jasper snarled from where he was sat on the sofa, his head leaned back and his eyes closed.
“Jasper…it’s me. Kait.”
When he heard her voice, his head snapped up and his eyes opened.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” She ran to his side and looked down in horror at his supported leg. The blood which had been flowing down his face was now cleaned away, but she could see the swelling beneath his eyes and around his nose which would darken and bruise. He was in bad shape.
“I saw what happened,” Kait spluttered nervously. “I came to support you and when that… that guy hit you,” she reached for Jasper’s hand and squeezed it. To her surprise, he quickly snatched it away, scowling angrily at her.
“I didn’t ask you to come tonight.”
Kait’s mouth flapped open, her words suddenly stolen from her. Why was he angry at her? She’d done a nice thing in coming to support him; how could he possibly be mad?
“Jasper…” she began tentatively. In her mind, she was still reeling from the horror of seeing so much blood gushing out of him. “I just wanted to be here for you.” She reached for his hand again, but he moved it beyond her grip.
“Did you enjoy seeing me be humiliated?” He asked spitefully.
“What?” Kait was now sitting beside him on the sofa, but he wouldn’t look directly at her. His gaze was distant as he swept across the other half of the dressing room.
“Of course I didn’t enjoy seeing you get hurt.
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