Heart Broke by Stunich C. M

Author:Stunich, C. M. [Stunich, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Music, Mystery
ISBN: 9781938623974
Amazon: B01GSR5IBO
Goodreads: 30400385
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2016-06-07T07:00:00+00:00

I set up my kit in Sydney's room—my room, too, I guess—and try not to let the feelings in my chest overwhelm me. I thought if more people knew about Tara, that the pain and failure I felt whenever I thought about her would go away.

It hasn't.

Fuck. With the Hayden thing, it's actually all gotten so much worse. Now, instead of remembering her sweet smile and the gentle touch of her mouth on mine, I see the way she looked as she swallowed that handful of pills, I see blood.

Splatters of red tint my nightmares and now that I'm working on weaning myself off the drugs, they taint my daylight too. When I see sunshine, I see the way it glittered off the darkness of her hair and the stain of blood that surrounded her head like a halo. When I hear birds chirp, I see Hayden putting the gun to her and head and blowing her brains out. All of that, though, it goes away when I'm with Sydney.

I stand up and shove my fingers through my hair, glancing over at her. She's laying across the bedspread in a glorious sprawl. Just the sight of her's enough to turn my dick to diamond and push back the pain—for a second anyway. But then I look at my kit and it all comes rushing in like a tsunami. The hell did I let her talk me into bringing this stupid thing up here for?

I can still remember the day Tara surprised me with these drums, the way she yanked off the white sheet with a look of accomplishment and pride on her delicate face. She thought she'd really done something important that day, made a difference in the world. And she did, really. It wasn't enough for either of us at the time, but it was one of a few bright spots in an otherwise empty world for both of us.

“Tell me about it,” Sydney says and the bed creaks a little, sending a chill down my spine.

“It's a Tama SuperStar seven piece with maple shells and low-mass single lugs. It was used when Tara bought it. Maybe it's vintage now.” I shrug like I don't give a shit. But I do. Goddamn it, but I think I give way too many shits. Maybe I need another 'session' like we had down in the office? Something to clear my head. “I added on a few extras, like these custom dark hi-hats. Pretty fucking fly, right?”

“That's not what I'm talking about,” she says, but I don't care. I move around to the throne and sit down hard, sliding a pair of sticks from my right boot. I don't look up. Can't look at Sydney's face right now or it'll all come a tumblin' out. Hell, I might even cry and how the fuck would that help my emo boy persona?

“The heads aren't terrible, and if I remember correctly, the thing tunes up something decent.” I sigh and rub a thumb along the scratched blue lacquer.

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