Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(21)

“If you ever leave me here you know I would go insane, right? You are the only one who keeps me in check.” It is the truth, once we are outside I am invisible, no one knows me. They don’t even know I’m the lead guitarist’s little sister. They know she has one but don’t remember it’s me.

“I would never leave you, especially now that you are going to be the lead guitarist.” She shrieks.

“Only for a few weeks,” I remind her again.

“I know.” She laughs.

“Tegan had words with me again and I broke down. She said she is the one who has been looking after me.”

Naomi laughs. “Try the other way around.”

“That’s what I said. I think she is afraid of me taking her spot, even though it’s temporary. I just don’t get why. She is getting it back.” I sigh when I hear a ting through the phone. “Naomi, hold on, I got an email.” I open it up and see I have money transferred into my account. “Naomi, money has entered my account. Can you hold on as I log into my account details?”

“I’m hanging on,” she says and I log in and my eyes almost pop out when I see how much money is in. I have never seen so many zeros in my life.

“Naomi, I have been paid over eighty thousand dollars.” I cover my mouth with my hand.

“Holy shit, why? How?”

I shake my head. Was it Tegan?

“I think it was either Tegan or Nate. They found out that I wasn’t getting paid for the work that I do.” I pull my phone away just so I can see the amount again.

“What, you haven’t been getting paid even though you basically do everything for them?”

“I need to call you back. I need to go and check this out.”

“You better call me back. If I had to put my money on it, I bet it was Nate.”

We say our goodbyes and hang up. I sit there for a moment, trying to digest this. I am rich. I actually have money. Screaming out into the room, I stand up, deciding I want to thank Nate, but I want to make sure it’s him, so I better talk to Tegan. If she starts shouting at me again, I will slam the door in her face.

I stand up, heading to Tegan’s room, and see her lying on her bed reading a magazine. I knock on the door, opening it further. “Hey, can we talk?”

“Are you here to say you are going to quit?”

I roll my eyes. “No—”

“Then we have nothing more to say,” she interrupts me.

“About the money—”

“I will speak to Nate. You will get your money.” She stands up. “Is this why you want to be in the band? For the money?”

I look at her like she’s crazy. “What? No. If I am only mentioning money now, after all these years, why would I start trying to get money from being in the band?”

“I’ll talk to Nate. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m trying to de-stress myself as my life is crumbling around me.” She points to her broken hand, making me walk backward out of her room then slamming the door in my face.

The drama queen.

So, Nate must have given me the money. I should have known Tegan wouldn’t have. She probably has millions in her account and it would have done no harm to send a small gesture, but she didn’t.

She probably didn’t think twice about it.

I head to Nate’s room, wanting to thank him. I am practically skipping with a huge smile on my face. I am going to call Naomi and invite her on a shopping spree tomorrow. I think we deserve some new clothes. If I am going to be a part of the band, I need to start dressing like it.

I raise my hand about to knock on Nate’s door when I see it’s open a little. I push it open and feel like I’m having deja vu with the bathroom incident, but this time I see Nate fucking a girl bent over his bed.

Her moans echo around the room, her hair wrapped around his hand. I take a step back, ready to walk away when he faces me. I know I won’t be able to get away with this one. I know he hasn’t been drinking.

I run, heading to my room and slamming the door.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He’s going to think I’m a pervert.

I run to my bed, groaning into my pillows before grabbing my phone and ringing Naomi. After a few rings, she answers. “Nate saw me watching him have sex,” I blurt out.

“Wait, what? Thought you were going to find out how you got the money? How did it go from that to you watching Nate have sex? How come you get in situations of watching him get a release?” She laughs.

“It’s not funny. I got away with the hand-job thing as he was drunk, but he is sober now. He faced me, saw me. I haven’t even been in the band for a day and already I’m watching the lead singer do a girl from behind.” I groan into my pillow again.

“He might have found it a turn on, or he probably knows you didn’t mean to watch.”

“How do you accidentally watch someone have sex? Maybe I should just quit. It might be easier.”

“Don’t you fucking dare. Nate was screwing a girl. If he mentions it, you just say the truth. You were going to ask about the money, the door was open, and you were about to turn away, but it was too late. He saw you. It is just a big misunderstanding.” That is the truth.

“Yeah, okay,” I say, sitting up.

“See, this is why I’m glad you called me. I am the one full of wisdom.”