Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(52)

I am standing on the left wing of the stage while I watch Christal sing out to the crowd. They love her. She is wearing a short black skirt with a ripped white T-shirt that allows you to see her black bra. She just screams rock star.

She screams sex.

Once her set is over I watch her head toward Nate, who was watching on the other side. I see her body pressed up against him as she talks to him. I don’t think they know I’m here. She says nothing to him. His head is turned a little, looking at her. She kisses him on the cheek before walking away.

He stands there for a moment before he walks away also.

I sigh, knowing that I have lost.

It’s our first bump on the road and we’ve already crashed and burned.

I head to the changing rooms, putting on my mask, looking in the mirror before heading out. I walk to the guys’ changing rooms, knocking on the door, and when I hear them call me in, I see Sam and Troy but no Nate.

“Have you seen Nate?”

They shake their heads.

“I haven’t. Can you go find him? We go up in five minutes,” Sam asks me.

“I guess so.” I huff jokingly.

I head out, asking the roadies if they have seen him, but no one has. My gut is screaming out at me that something is going on. When I spot Rich and Gav they look at me then to each other. I can tell something is wrong. They are looking shifty.

“Where’s Nate?” I say in a stern tone.

“I’m sure he will be here in a minute,” Gav says sheepishly.

“Do you want to sing a little something for me?” Rich smiles at me, but I know it’s forced.

“You two suck at this. You know where he is, don’t you?”

They look at one another.

“Just nod if you do.” I turn to Rich and Gav, but they just look at me, unmoving. “I know you care about me. Please, I need to know.”

Gav looks at a closed door behind me. It was an obvious movement. I head that way.

“Blair, wait,” Rich calls out, but that makes me move faster, running to the door, opening it up to see Nate snorting up a line of something off Christal’s neck. My eyes fill up with tears.

Why am I even crying? I knew this would happen.

I guess it is the fact it wasn’t that long ago when his fingers were inside me.

“What the hell?” I shout at him and he stands facing me, wiping his nose.

“Blair—”

I put up my hands, stopping him.

“Drugs? Really?” I turn to see Gav and Rich standing behind me. “Did you know he did drugs?” They look surprised also. They just stand there quietly.

“I haven’t touched the stuff in a year,” he says in a mumbled voice, sniffing.

“What, so you thought you earned yourself a reward?” I then look at Christal. “I hope you’re proud of yourself.”

She just shrugs.

“You want him? You can have him.” I walk away, heading to the stage. Different emotions flow through me.

I hear him screaming out my name, but I ignore it.

Fuck him.

Just thinking about how happy we were just a few short hours ago and now he is snorting up coke or whatever drug it is. I always had Nate on a pedestal in my eyes. I knew he slept with other girls, but no matter what he did I always still wanted him, but now, I’m seeing him in a light I don’t like.

I’m seeing him in a different light where he will shit all over me.

I spot Tegan and Naomi and I storm up to them. “Nate just took drugs thanks to our new friend,” I say and they both turn to me.

“He did what?” Tegan shouts.

“Just caught him snorting from Christal’s neck.” My body is shaking in anger.

“That girl is such a bad influence on him. I’m going to kill Jeffery. Are you okay?”

I shake my head.

“Do you think Jeffery did it for promotion purposes? Get her in and make it look that Nate has to choose?”

At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised.

“She can have him. I’m not being with a guy who is into drugs, no matter how good he is in pleasuring me sexually. Fuck that shit. I should have stuck to my guns and not have let Nate in. I was thinking with my pussy and not my head. It stops now. We are over.” I cross my arms.

“I did one line and that’s it? No second chances?” I hear Nate say behind me, Christal at his side. I see her wiping her nose.

“I gave you chances. You snuck behind my back to your ex-girlfriend, snorting off her. What, you couldn’t use the table?” How many times am I going to say snorting?

“It’s no big deal.”

I look at him like he’s crazy.

“What’s no big deal?” Sam asks, joining us.

“Nothing,” Nate says.

“He took some drugs,” I say at the same time.

“What the fuck, man? You that stupid?” Troy says.

“You can talk. I’m not the one fucking Naomi behind everyone’s back just so you don’t upset Blair.” Nate looks at me apologetic. “Blair—” His eyes soften, but once again I stop him from talking. I look at Troy and my best friend.

“Blair, I was going to tell you,” Naomi pleads with me. I wanted her to get with him, but she felt that she had to hold it back. I tell her everything. She couldn’t even tell me that she has got with the guy she was after?