Page 102 of Heart Break Her

Something I didn’t think he did.

Did the whole band know about this? Did the crew?

I thought Myth died alone in a hotel room, but to find out he was with the band all night, and right before. What else has everyone been keeping from me?

I’m going to be sick.

I take a step to get around Megan, but all she does is shift further in front of me. My brain is fried. My body is tired. There’s no fight left. But if Megan insists on pushing this, I might just shove her out of my way.

“Please move.” I ask as nicely as possible, but I hear it coming out through gritted teeth.

“Soon,” Megan says. “But there’s more.”

More?

I’m not sure how much more I can handle.

I tip my head back and close my eyes, taking in a deep breath. When I finally face her again, her expression has softened.

“I released the sex tape,” Megan says calmly. Matter of fact, like those words didn’t ruin my carefully built life. Like what she just said, on top of everything she told me, hasn’t caused an avalanche inside of me.

It’s getting harder to breathe in the shrinking space of this living room. “You—"

“Released the tape,” Megan finishes.

I search her face for remorse or regret but come up empty. What I should do is slap her across the face, or at the very least, walk away. What I do instead is hold onto whatever spine I’ve grown these past few weeks and face her with a cold expression.

“Why?”

“You heard me, didn’t you?” Megan sounds annoyed. “Sebastian is the reason Myth is dead.”

I don’t entirely agree with her statement. Myth was the one who did the drugs. No one ever had to force my brother into a good time. Not that it looks like Megan could be convinced of that right now.

But even if Megan and I don’t seem to be on the same page about where the guilt lies, that’s not what’s troubling me.

Sebastian kept it a secret.

And that’s the issue—this weight has been burdening everything. It’s the reason he was so cold toward me in the beginning. It’s the reason he refuses to fully open up. And instead of talking to me, he shut me out.

I shake my head, but it doesn’t kick loose the thoughts.

“And so, what?” I ask Megan. “You’re getting payback or something?”

Has she lost her mind? Was she sane in the first place? I knew my brother didn’t necessarily have the best taste in the people he dated, but this is next level crazy.

“I didn’t know you were his sister when I did it, if that makes you feel better.”

“If…” I trail off and find myself taking a step back, laughing. Somewhere really deep in my chest, something has rattled loose, and I don’t know what it means that I’m not able to control the sounds coming from my lips. But I feel officially insane.

“You need to get away from me, Megan.” I take a threatening step forward. There must be enough heat in my eyes that she finally moves back.

“I’m sorry, okay?” Megan says. “But I’m not the one to blame here. Sebastian is. He didn’t want to lose his wingman, and because of that, he wouldn’t let Myth be happy. He kept Myth sucked into his world of drugs and partying. Hekilledhim. He needs to pay for what he did to Myth.”

“Don’t you dare say my brother’s name,” I snap, getting in her face. “I don’t care what you think you were to him. If you actually cared about Myth, you would have known he would never have approved of you doing what you did.”

It cuts me to my core to say it because it’s the truth. Myth might have treated the world like his playground of chaos, but he genuinely cared about the people around him. He would never bring pain on someone voluntarily, not even for revenge. Especially not someone he was close with, like Sebastian.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Megan sneers. “It was a fucking sex tape. Big deal. I said I was sorry, but I’m not the one who was slutting it up with the guy who killed her brother. I’ll only apologize for so much.”

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