All I Need (Vol.2) by Metal Scarlett

Author:Metal, Scarlett [Metal, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2014-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Lindsey

“Did you hear me?” Drew asked over dinner a couple of nights after Cane had kicked me out of his hospital room.

“What?” I asked, breaking out of my trance. I had been thinking about the way Cane had looked at me with such contempt when he yelled at me to leave. I don’t think anyone’s words had ever hurt me so much. I sat in that room with him while he was unconscious and, when he woke up, all he could do was yell at me. What an asshole.

“I said that we go back on the road tomorrow.” He put his fork down and wiped his mouth with his napkin. “I’m ready to get out of this town. More than a few days in Vegas are too many.”

I nodded my agreement. When Cane had been hurt, the tour had halted until it was determined whether or not he could continue. I had heard the rumors about him not being able to walk and, when a fellow reporter told me this morning we were moving on without Hookers and Hand Grenades, the rumors were confirmed.

Throughout the day I heard people whispering about them finding a new lead singer, but Cane wasn’t someone who could be replaced quickly. Say what you want about his douchey personality, but he could sing. They weren’t even half the band without him, and it would require some pretty big shoes to take his place.

Drew reached across the table and grasped my arm. I looked down and fought back a sigh. We hadn’t slept together since that night, but it wasn’t for lack of trying on Drew’s part. He had put the moves on me more than once. I managed to convince him I needed some time to myself after everything that had gone on, but he hadn’t left my side while waiting for me to let him know I was ready for a relationship with him.

But that wasn’t going to happen. I was done with men in the music business. First there was Shaun and then Cane. Musicians were crazy, and I was getting too old for this shit. Sure, Drew wasn’t a musician, but he worked with them on a daily basis. That was close enough for me.

At one time, writing for Rolling Stone was my dream job. Now it was nothing but a nightmare. I was in talks with my old editor at a fashion magazine about going back when the tour was over. I would probably have to move to New York, too, but I didn’t care. Right now even moving back to Madison near my parents was more appealing than this roller coaster.

When dinner was over, we walked back to the hotel. Drew walked me back to my room and, as I turned to put my key in the door, he grabbed my arm.

“What do you say, Lindsey? I don’t want to go to bed alone tonight, and you look like you could use some comforting.” His eyelids were hooded slightly and his speech was slurred.

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