Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(53)

“Blair, it’s not her fault,” Troy adds in, standing at Naomi’s side.

“I feel sick. Does anyone else have anything else to share as we are all opening up?” I open my arms wide.

“I have feelings for you.”

I turn to Rich, my mouth hanging open.

What?

“You have feelings for me?” I ask him.

“I have for a very long time, but anyone can see that you loved Nate. I just thought you should know. I was just happy being your friend and looking after you.”

I press my hand to my heart.

“You fucking like Blair?” Nate shouts at him.

“Yeah, I could see how amazing she is, and yet she wanted you, even though you don’t deserve her, and I think you still don’t. You are a player. You think with your dick.”

Nate charges at him, holding his shirt.

“You work for me,” Nate spits out.

“I do work for you. Doesn’t make me think any differently.”

They glare at one another.

“Both of you stop it. My head hurts.” I start pacing.

“Is everyone ready?” Travis runs over and he spots us and looks wary. “You need to start heading on stage.”

I just need to do this show and block out everything else.

“Fine,” I say to him. “Nate?”

He walks toward me.

“I’m not singing with or for you, ever again. You fell for my voice, and now I’m making sure you don’t hear it as long as I live.” I walk on stage, not letting him reply.



I did the show. I played with what heart I had into it. Once the show was finished I showered, making sure I locked the door, and headed back to the bus. They can all go out and get drunk. I am going to sit and watch a movie on my iPad.

I told the guys I was getting a cab to drive around and I would join them later.

I lied.

I am lying on the couch watching Penelope, admiring James McAvoy.

I must have fallen asleep when I hear my phone ringing, waking me, and I see Naomi’s name. I hit ignore even though she tries again. I am grabbing a can of Coke when I hear my phone going again, but this time I see it’s Sam, so I answer.

“Don’t hang up,” Naomi says.

“What are you doing using Sam’s phone?”

“You wouldn’t answer me.” I huff. “I need you to get down here. Nate is in such a state. I think he used again, and Christal is pawing all over him.”

“I don’t care.”

“Deep down I know you do. Do you really want him to fuck her? Yeah, he’s a dick, but he’s a rock star. It’s his lifestyle. It’s what he’s been doing for years. Relationships are hard and he’s going to make mistakes, but come on, you love him. You may not think you do, but I know it. You wouldn’t be this angry, this adamant to stay away from him if you weren’t scared.”

My eyes start to prickle with tears.

“I told you, I don’t want to give him my heart. Christal has only been here for a few hours and already he is hurting me.” I sniff.

“You already gave him it, you need to fight. At least try.”

I rub my forehead. “Fine, give me the address.”

“Gav is waiting for you outside. I thought I should send him instead of Rich for obvious reasons.” She chuckles.

“When did my life become so complicated?”

“When you decided to fall for Nathanial Knight.” We hang up. I get dressed and jump in the car, heading to where the others are.

“Fun night,” Gav jokes.

“Yeah.” Is all I say, staying quiet until I reach the club, making sure my mask is in place. I get in with no trouble. I hear fans screaming my name, but I’m on a mission. When I spot Naomi, she runs to me with a worried look.

“I lost him,” she says.

“You lost him? How can you lose him?” I pause. “Right, okay, we spread out. Tell the others to do the same.” I head to the toilets, even heading in the guys’, not caring. I go to the bar, asking the bartenders. I know I shouldn’t be talking but fuck the rules.

No one has seen him.

Fuck.

I am heading back to where Gav and Rich are when I hear a few girls giggling saying they saw Christal and Nate head out back. I start running in that direction. I send Naomi a quick text and I walk out through the exit door that leads to an alleyway. I look around but nothing.

I’m about to head back in when I hear moaning. I close my eyes, and my body freezes.

It’s too late.

I walk slowly in the direction of the sound and a few feet away I see Nate fucking Christal, her skirt pushed up to her waist, his jeans down to his ankles, thrusting inside her. She must sense me as she looks up and smirks, not stopping him.

I just stand there until the guys come out, standing at my side.

“You asshole,” Tegan screeches, running toward them, pulling Nate off her, then launching at Christal. I fall to the floor, my hand pressed against my chest. I feel like I’m dying. It hurts so much.

I said I didn’t care.

I prepared my heart that he would hurt me in the end but nothing prepared me to seeing the guy I wanted, who said I was his, being inside a girl he was addicted to.

“Muse, don’t cry,” Nate says with hazy eyes. You can see that he’s high. “I missed my muse. You aren’t going to leave me again, are you?” He starts to crawl toward me, his jeans still wrapped around his ankles.