Page 156 of On The Edge
“Yeah, baby, I’m here.” His pale eyes meet mine and the light glints off the eyebrow piercing I’ve been missing.
“Mel?” Kai comes to kneel by Adam and those piercing eyes stare me down, cataloging everything in my features to make sure I’m okay.
Newsflash: I’m really not.
Despite how fucking bone tired I am, the rage overtakes my body and my eyes shoot fire at them.
“Howfucking dare you?” I seethe, the rasp in my voice making me sound even worse.
“You’re okay, thank god.” Markus comes around quickly, standing at the back of the couch where he puts his hand on my arm.
“Okay?Okay?!” I can’t believe this shit. “Are you serious right now?”
“Melody—” Reis' voice swims in my ears and my anger intensifies.
“Get out. All of you, get out.”
“What?” Adam asks breathlessly, like he can’t understand me.
“GET. OUT! Get out, get out, get out! I don’t want to see you!” I insist louder, forcing all the anger into my voice. I push myself into a sitting position and my vision swims.
The whole world tilts and I fall back against the couch as I pass out.
“Melody?”A gruff voice laced with worry fills the space quietly. “Come on, baby, open those pretty eyes for me.” It sounds like Kai, but that can’t be right. They sent me away. I had to come back to Haven, was informed that my company was no longer mine, and then stayed still forever.
Until the knocks.
One eye cracks open and I see the worried gaze of four tired rockers staring at me.
“Why are you still here?” I croak out.
“Fuck, you’re okay,” Reis groans softly, running his hand through his hair.“Stop fainting on us!”
“It’s not intentional.” I close my eyes again, ready for them to leave me alone.
“Melody, god, I’m so sorry,” Adam says softly, bringing our clasped hands together. Before he can press his lips againstthe back of my hand, I pull my hand away and watch the disappointment fill his eyes.
Fucking good.
“Melody, love, we need to tell you what happened.” Markus steps up and starts the conversation, but I can’t.
I just can’t.
“What part are you guys not fucking understanding? I’m done. I don’t want to hear your excuses, I don’t want to talk about it. You broke me, are you happy? Congratu-fucking-lations. Now for your prize,get out.” My voice drips with venom and I want to do nothing but go back to sleep. I’m losing energy and I’m losing it fast. I want them out of here before I crumble.
Seeing them again… It’s done nothing but make my nerves fray like a live wire. I don’t want to look at them too much because I’m acutely aware of how much it’s going to hurt when they walk away again.
“You don’t mean that.” Markus shakes his head slowly, his chest rising and falling quickly, but I can’t look at him too much. It fucking hurts. Remembering how I thread my fingers through his long hair as he smiled at me while we laid in his bed in New York.
“Ido.” I push as much anger into my tone as I can, but in my chest, it feels like the cavern is widening.
“Let us explain, please,” Reis falls to his knees at the foot of the couch and my eyes start to burn. The one that decided he knew better than to ask me what I meant after overhearing a conversation and left me. And now he’s here, on his knees, asking me to let him explain after he abandoned me a second time? How many more times do I need to be discarded by these guys for me to realize thatthey just don’t actually love me?
This was it.
“Please, Sync, we didn’t know.” Kai puts his hand on my thigh and I try not to flinch or melt under his hand.
“You didn’t know?” I tilt my head, the blackness edging my vision still present but fading as my need for closure and vengeance helping me power through. “I saw the goddamn message. ‘Get her out of here, you were right.’ Ring a bell?”
