But for some reason, right now, the schedule Adrian laid out doesn’t sound as appealing. Because all I see behind my eyelids are Cassie’s tired eyes. It’s like I can feel the weight of my life sitting on her chest. One shovel of dirt at a time, slowly burying her.
Pulling out my phone, I open my notes app and the Angel of Death song stares back at me as my thumbs start typing away.
Holding her close only tore her apart
Breaking us open
These bleeding hearts
I promised her life at the tip of my tongue
She drank it, I lied
Peace to have, she found none
17
Cassie
Thelightsonstagego down, and it’s eerily quiet. The audience breathes with anticipation. One girl screams from the back of the stadium, and I’m sure we all feel it. Anxious, ready, waiting forhim.
My heart’s hammering in my head as the band takes the stage. Shadowy figures cloaked in darkness.
You can tell yourself you’re not a groupie.
You can tell yourself you aren’t affected.
But the moment the first chord strikes, and I hear Sebastian’s voice, I’m just like the rest of them—mesmerized.
Captured.
Taken.
Sebastian stands in the middle of the stage, bathed in a white light. His hand gripping the microphone stand, his arm outstretched. Head tipped back and face split wide open with his gorgeous, wild grin. He’s wearing nothing more than a simple, white T-shirt and black leather pants.
Because that’s all it takes for him to bring every woman in a five-mile radius to their knees.
Sebastian Kane in the flesh.
And that’s all before he opens his mouth and starts to sing.
Rome starts the intro to Lady Sunshine, the fan favorite I’ve quickly realized they open a lot of their shows with. Noah comes in slow on the drums, and Eloise thrums to the tempo of a heartbeat that is slowly picking up pace. Faster, faster, faster. Until everything cuts out, and Sebastian’s voice consumes every molecule of air in the stadium.
“Lady Sunshine pulls me from the ground
Spin that pretty little top around
Wash me up, wring me out
Shake that pretty little head of doubt”
With that, the band comes back and the crowd screams. Sebastian wraps both hands around the microphone and closes his eyes, dipping his chin and dropping his voice to an octave that hits me right in the core.
“Lady Sunshine come and go
Warm me up where I’m getting cold
Burn me through to the bone