Remi clapped him on the shoulder as he stepped into the empty space.“You’ll see.She’s evil.”
“Yeah, okay,” he said, unconvinced.He bent down and scrunched himself up, lying on his side.“You’re going to give me nightmares about being trapped down here.”
“You can just pop off the top,” Remi said.“You’ll be fine.Just stay there.I’m going to get her.”
West grumbled but didn’t move as Remi positioned the cushion back on the seat.He ran off the bus to find Skye.Lucky for him, she was already coming this way.
Suspicion lit her eyes as they narrowed in on him.“What are you up to?”
“Nothing,” Remi said.“Just looking for you.”
“For what?”Skye asked as she pushed past him and hiked up the stairs and onto the bus.She went to the table and grabbed her laptop.She was about to sit down on the seat West was hiding under, so Remi grabbed her arm and yanked her to the living room.
“What the fuck, Remi?”
“Just admit what you did to me.”He had to get her riled up.She would go off on him and then admit everything.
“What?”She screwed up her face.“I’ve told you a million times I did not make the guys sick.And I didn’t break the stage lights or fuck up the credit card machines either.I fixed everything, and the show went on.”
She grabbed her laptop and tucked it under her arm, standing in front of the kitchen counter.Remi moved to the side so he didn’t block her voice from West’s hiding place.
“So you say,” Remi said.“But you did fuck with me before, so why wouldn’t I think that you’d do it again?”
Skye rubbed a hand over her forehead.“I have shit to do, Remi.I don’t have time for this.”
She started to turn away, but he grabbed her wrist.“Just admit it, Skye!Admit that you got our shows canceled before we got our record deal.Admit that you’ve had it out for me for months.”
Skye narrowed her eyes.Remi held his breath as she looked over one shoulder and then the other.Her voice was a hissed whisper but still loud enough for West to hear as she said, “I only got those shows canceled because you were being a stubborn prick that night outside Mike’s.I got you this tour and your record deal.Tilted Haze is famous because ofme.You’d be begging for your retail job back if it weren’t for me, so fuck off.”
“The jobyougot me fired from, you mean.”
“You’re pathetic, Remi.”The word slapped him in the face, and he hated that he couldn’t hide his wince.
Malice dripped from her lips as she smiled at his pain.“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to ensure your tour runs smoothly.I’ll be in the venue office until we leave, in case you want to yell at me some more.”She sneered at him before turning and walking off the tour bus.The door rattled as she left.
She’s right.You’re fucking pathetic.
Remi shook his head, trying to dislodge his brother’s voice.The cushion of the seat clattered to the floor as West shoved it off.He jumped up and flung out his hands.
“Fuck that,” West said with a disgusted shiver.“I’m never hiding in there again.I’m pretty sure a spider was crawling on me.”
“Did you hear her though?”Remi asked.“She admitted it.She got our summer tour canceled.”
West kept rubbing his hands all over his body, trying to wipe off the invisible cobwebs or something.“Yeah, that was a little weird.When did you say you first met her?”
Remi sucked on his lip ring.He hadn’t told any of them about their first meeting.“She went to a show at Mike’s.I met her in the alley while smoking a cig.”
West rubbed his mouth in thought.“What did she mean about getting us the record deal and the tour?”
Remi cringed.His mind raced as he thought about how to explain this without telling West the whole story.“She, uh, she saw us that night and said she knew people in the industry who could hook us up.”
West’s shoulders dropped, and he shook his head.“Why have you both been keeping that from us?”
Remi’s jaw worked.“Because I was embarrassed, okay?About what I had to do to get her to give us the record deal.”
West huffed a breath.“What?Did you whore yourself out or something?”he joked.
Remi didn’t answer.
