Keep the Beat: A Band-Com for Romance Geeks by Kata Čuić

Author:Kata Čuić [Čuić, Kata]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

A rose lands on the table in front of me. Without looking, I throw it in the direction of the trash can behind my back.

“Still in that mood, are we?”

Jimbo tries to sit beside me. I quickly shift my backpack from the floor to the chair.

“You can’t avoid this forever.”

“Why not? You avoided it for three years. If you’re to be believed. Which you are not.”

He leans against the table. Out of the corner of my eye, I see his ass molds to the surface. More like the surface is all too happy to mold to him.

He sighs. “Look, I was a spoiled asshole. I know I was. The anti-football chip on my shoulder was no excuse to ignore you when we first got to State because I was a stupid little shit who believed you’d think differently of me when you found out Alex was my brother. You slept with me before you even knew who I was!”

The band room is empty, except for us, but that could change any moment.

“Watch it,” I hiss.

“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry for everything. But you just hated me so fucking much. Then, you went and got yourself a boyfriend, and I figured I’d just let sleeping dogs lie.”

That blatant lie finally makes me lift my gaze. “You most certainly did not! You did not let sleeping dogs lie, you lying liar!”

He bends down, so we’re closer to eye-level. “Fine. I didn’t. But that was because I liked your attention, and it was the only way I could keep it, no matter who you were fucking.”

“Me? No matter who I was fucking?”

He’s finally done it. He’s broken me. I feel my mouth moving, but no words are coming out because my brain has no other words. None.

“Yes, you,” he insists. “You wanted to clean up your act, and boy, did you. Never came to any parties, turned your nose up at ITK, dug your heels into doing battle with me, and got yourself a nice boyfriend who took you on dates, brought you flowers, and never had sex with you.”

I gasp so many times in rapid succession that it makes me dizzy. It’s not hyperventilation necessarily, but it is wildly unpleasant nonetheless.

Jimbo keeps going because I still can’t find any words, “And when he dumped you because he wasn’t going to keep putting in that much effort and not even get any rewards, you knew exactly where you had gone wrong. So, you banged the next guy within an inch of his life. When he dumped you because he felt like he was being used for sex and nothing else, you learned another lesson and moderated. Third time was a charm. Everything was picture-perfect. But you broke up with him anyway, and you wanna know why?”

He actually pauses, maybe to let me answer all his horrible accusations, but I’m still stuck on his blatant hypocrisy.

“Because he wasn’t me. You wanted me, and you couldn’t have me. You wouldn’t let yourself have me.”

That’s it.

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