Why Are You Here? (Love Kills Book 1) by Brianna Jean

Author:Brianna Jean [Jean, Brianna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-12T22:00:00+00:00

I’m the bad guy in the room

Asked her to join me in the glory

midnight moons and Gucci shoes

She told me no

She ain’t bought by Fendi

But bad guys always bite the bitch

Take the horrid innocence

And snap that, snap that

Shit in half (snap it in half)

Round and round we go

Up and down the shadowed road

Still a villain lives inside me

I’m the bad guy in the room.

But bad guys have fun too

Let me make somethin’ of you

Holding the piece of paper in between two fingers, I ripped it from the notebook, adding another jagged edge to the hundred-something already there. Doing what I did best, I left Phoenix sleeping on the bed and grabbed the lighter from my nightstand. But before I walked away, I lowered my gaze, drinking in the sight of her all curled up in the middle, twisted in my sheets.

She fell asleep almost immediately.

Her little body had rested next to mine with that brown hair spread out on the pillow beneath her, smelling like fucking cherries. I could only see the side of her face, since almost all of her body was covered with the blanket, pulled up and tucked under her chin, but she should have looked peaceful.

She didn’t, but instead she looked…desperate, like features were trying to relax, but they couldn’t quite get there. She was on edge, even in her sleep, and I didn’t fucking like it. I waited with the lighter in my hand, watching her, hoping a dream would come take over, pull her deeper so she could feel refreshed in the morning. Especially since she had no idea what I had planned—she would need all the sleep she could get in order to deal with me in the morning. No doubt the little bird was going to lose her shit.

Hell, she might not even agree to it, but I needed her to be at her best so the odds were in my favor.

She wanted to know if our connection was normal, and I told her my honest answer but left out the part where I admitted that I felt insane when she was around. Truly fucking insane. Because I needed her in the worst way, and now that I had a taste, now that her scent was on my sheets…

Well, I was a fucking mess.

Couldn’t fucking sleep, couldn’t relax. So I tried to write a song.

That brought me back to my task at hand.

Tearing my eyes away from Phoenix asleep in my bed, I moved to the corner of the room where my instruments were set up, grabbing the small trashcan from the corner and bringing it to my entertainment center where I set it on top.

I was too pussy to step into the actual studio down the hall—too fucking whipped by the industry to tell a true story again—so as I stood above the plastic bin, I lit the corner of the paper on fire and watched as the singular flame ate away my words.

They’re useless anyway, no one will miss them.

I caught the ashes with the trashcan, making sure the evidence left of my failure was dust.

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