Read Online Where Words Fail by Katheryn Kiden, Kathy Krick, Melissa Gill, Kelsey Keeton - Free Book Online Page B

really an insult to lighten the mood and then throw in all the chips. “But maybe Abby, and this is just me talking as your best friend so don’t fire me or anything... Maybe you should hear him out. Doesn’t have to be this second, but you are kind of in this together now. And you did kind of ok Maggie’s statement about a duet between you two called “Fight for Me”... And I hate to say it because I love you, but it’s going to have to happen sooner or later.”
    I groaned. “I know. Ok... I know that. And I wouldn’t have okayed the song thing if I could’ve figured out a way to spin that fight without telling the whole world about our past.”
    “Who knows... Maybe if you talk, you’ll... ya know...” The wagging of her eyebrows caught me off guard and made me laugh.
    “Never. Gunna. Happen.” I deadpanned.
    “Psh... Yeah, sure. Sure.”
    “I don’t sleep with people I know. You know that.”
    “Abby Irons. You don’t sleep with anyone. Hell I know you aren’t getting laid enough. For a rock star who could have her choice of tail anytime of the day, you are one sour grumpy bitch all the time. Go get laid, kiss a stranger, go on a date, give someone your REAL name! ANYTHING! Just do something to either try and get you past him or talk to him and try to figure out what went wrong. Then maybe, you can move on.”
    Was she right? Was I having such a hard time moving on because I never knew the reason he left? Was I still in love with him, or the thought of him and how we were before he left?
               I guess I needed to suck it up and put my big girl panties on and deal with this.
     
     
    Jameson
    I know she’s here. I can feel it. It’s like there’s this hold she has on me that wants to pull me towards her. I know I should leave her alone but everything that’s been building inside me since I left her intensified a hundred times when she walked away from me last night. Correction, ran. When she ran away from me, as fast as her short sexy legs would carry her.
    I ran into Tuesday in the hall and based on the look she gave me, she either wanted to murder me or pity me. Her eyes kept flickering to the stitches in my cheek, and I figured it was probably a little of both. Which meant that Abby had already gotten around to talking to her.
    I’ve noticed a pattern over the past few weeks whenever Abby’s freaking out. She either runs away, hides in Tuesday’s room or hits people. Since she’s already done two out of three in the past twenty four hours, I’m going to go out on a limb and assume she’s in Tuesday’s dressing room.
    After fumbling around the hallways for a good twenty minutes, I finally found the dressing room, but just as I go to open the door, Jason grabbed me by the hood of my sweatshirt and dragged me down the hallway.
    “Don’t.” He shoved me against the wall. His gray eyes were accusing me of things, all the things that weren’t coming out of his mouth.
    “Wasn’t going to do anything, man.”
    “Don’t fucking lie to me, Jameson. I’m not stupid. Just leave her alone. At least until after the show. She needs to get through this and after what happened last night I don’t think that would happen if you tried to hash it out right now. So save your shit for someone who actually buys it. She isn’t in there anyway, but Tuesday will rip you a new one if you go in there.” I nodded. He was totally right to stop me. “Now get your ass on stage, we’ve got a new song that needs to be ready to go by show time.”
    “What?”
    “Yeah dude... Thanks to you not listening and running after her last night... And causing that giant fuck up of a mistake you did, we now get to learn a new song that Abby had to write for you two to sing to fix all this.”
    Well shit... I don’t know if I’m more afraid of seeing her and having her go at me like a rabid dog again, or if I was afraid of what her song would be saying as we sang it to each other. Scared shitless was