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Just remember what you said. You asked for this.
Why was he telling me that I’d asked for him to leave? Why was he digging more salt into the wound? A tear slipped out, and I threw myphone onto my bed. This shouldn’t be so painful, but I was truly broken. My heart was torn into shreds.
I thought he’d at least fight harder.
Chapter 11
The bell for second hour to begin rang as the last few stragglers slid into their seats. Today was going as I’d expected it to go. Hard. Tiring. Filled with the usual to-do requests from my friends. Monotonous. I was fighting to be invested in what was happening in the present. The lecture was boring, painful even. Exactly like I was feeling after everything that went down yesterday.
If I never heard another word about Void or Asher or the Dark Banshee in my life again, I would be entirely…
Entirely…
I desperately wanted to say happy, relieved, or satisfied. But I couldn’t bring myself to it. In fact, I knew it would hurt. For at least a while. The pain would eventually become numbing, and I would ultimately be indifferent to his actions.
But right at this moment, I was nothing but upset.
How could he? The least he could’ve done was end this game before having another girl over. Or at least fought harder for me. He knew why I had to protest, why I was protesting. But I also guess—
“Oh! My! Gosh!” Selena suddenly squealed.
My eyes shot toward the girl who was now standing in front of her chair. The entire class was no longer focused on my lecture—though I’d been hardly focused on my own lecture—but on her. Her eyes remained locked onto her phone, and I sighed, pushing the glasses up my nose.
“Selena, you know the rules about phones.” I crossed my arms in front of my plaid, knee-length dress.
“I know, Miss Duval. But—”
“No ‘buts.’ It’s mine until the end of class now,” I said, wiggling my fingers.
Her shoulders slumped forward as she clomped around her desk, dragging her feet through the aisle toward me. I hated taking phones. Avoided it at all costs, to the point where as long as nobody used it during my lecture time, I didn’t care otherwise.
She took another deep breath, a sly grin spread across her face as she set the phone in my hand and “accidentally” tapped the screen.
A song began playing, the voice singing came from a person I’d desperately been trying to not think about. (3)
I stared at the screen in shock. Both captivated by the lyrics as well as weak at the knees by his haunting voice. And a little annoyed. My entire class silenced as the Vizgram video played over and over.
I furrowed my brows as I listened to it closer, a little confused. The short clip was just a few lines, talking about being caught, stuck on someone.
“Is this…?” I started but wasn’t sure how to finish my sentence.
“A new song?” Selena spoke, giving words to my question.
“Yes,” I breathed out. Glancing back down at the screen as the video repeated, there was Asher—back to gripping the microphone with those rings on his fingers that brought so much pleasure in so many dirty ways.
Shaking out of that horrendous train of thoughts, my mind played the lyrics over. Whoever he was singing about, he was saying he was possessed by. Captured by. A chokehold binding him tightly to.
“It’s a line from their new, unreleased song that has everyone freaking out,” she continued, through almost a haze as I stared at the red and black scene. “And have you read the caption?”
It took all my strength to tear my gaze away from Asher’s face. From those amber eyes that I longed to have look at me full of desire again. Swallowing stiffly, I read what the band’s page had captioned and lifted my brows.
“Is this their actual page on Vizgram or a fan page?” I asked, and Selena snorted.
Trevor spoke for her. “You really think that Selena would follow a measly fan page but not the official one?”
“Ha. Ha,” I teasingly said. “Really, though. They’re having a two-night concert here again?”
“It was just announced!” she replied giddily. “One family night and then the next is an adults-only concert. More will be revealed in time, butit looks like they really did enjoy being here enough to host more concerts at our same stadium!”
