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Looking away from me, Evan stepped aside so I could open the door, and without saying another word, I left the D-Bags behind.
The minute my plane landed in Seattle, I was bombarded by phone calls and voicemails. At least five of them were from De
De
When I opened the front door of my house, he was standing there in the entryway, waiting for me. “Oh, fuck no. What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, tired and a
De
I held up a hand. “No need. I know exactly what I’m doing, and I don’t need your advice or opinion.”
De
My jaw dropped open. “You said no? Why the fuck would you do that without consulting us first? We don’t pay you half our earnings so you can withhold information from us.”
Sighing, De
I tried to think back to what he was talking about, but I was jet-lagged, frustrated, and mentally depleted. And besides, his meetings were always so boring. I usually tuned him out after the first five minutes. “Can we do this later? I’m wasted.” I left the door open so he could exit, but he didn’t leave. Instead, he crossed his arms over his chest, in a mirror image of my agitated wife. Stubborn fucker.
“Fine,” I sneered. Slamming the door closed, I dropped my bags in the entryway and raised my hands. “Go ahead, I’m listening. Say what you have to say.”
De
His words tickled something dark inside of me. They asked for Kellan and the others first? I was last choice? No…that couldn’t be true. They wanted me and only me. He’d said so. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, man. We must be talking about different deals.”
De
Lifting my chin, I cut him off. “That’s one opinion. Mine is different. I think it’s a great opportunity, a chance for me to show my worth.” And that’s why everyone didn’t want me to do it.
Maybe seeing an angle he hadn’t tried, De
I interrupted before he could finish whatever lame argument he’d cooked up. “No, I’m not important too, I’m important period. And I’m going to prove it. I’m doing this. You and the guys will just have to accept that and move on.”
Holding his hands up, De
But that was just it. I did need to. I’d gone as far as I could with the D-Bags, and if I stayed with them, I knew exactly what would happen—I’d shrink further and further into the shadows. They’d clipped my wings, and I was dying to fly. “No. There is nothing left for me there. I want out of the band, permanently. Make it happen.”
De
With a genuine smile, I took his palm. “It’s me. Of course it’s going to work out.”
He left with a shake of his head, and the entryway echoed with silence after he was gone. Wondering if A
Her words tickled something in the back of my brain, something chilly and painful. Not moving forward because of some lame sentiment about my past conflicted with my new dreams though. I had to close a door so I could open another one. Right? “I know that, A
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Wishing everyone would stop second-guessing my choices, and a little irritated that A
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