Broken Lyrics (Book 3 of the Black Heart Series)

Thirty- Four

Asher

When I entered our cabin, Bree was nowhere in sight. The bathroom door was closed and vomiting sounds emitted from the other side.

"Bree, doll?" I asked with a light knock, "Can I get you anything?"

She didn't answer. She couldn't handle stress and I'd just added to it.

I slumped down to the floor, next to the bathroom door. If only I could show her the progress we'd made on the mountain yesterday, or the video for our opening. It would explain everything.

She'd worked so hard and struggled her entire life, so that I could... What? Be a douche?

I had done so much to hurt her over the years and I hadn't even truly known that she was out there, watching me fuck up.

I knew that I didn't deserve this woman, but I wanted to try.

Bree never emerged from the bathroom and about an hour later, there was a knock on our cabin door.

I opened it to reveal a very pissed off Ree.

"B texted," She said coolly, "She's riding with Chris and me."

"Like hell, she is!" I snapped, but Ree just pushed past me.

"Oh, she IS. That's why I'm in here and Chris is in the car. I won't put up with your shit." She knocked softly on the bathroom door.

"B, hon?" She spoke just as softly as she had knocked, "It's me."

"She's been in there puking, since she came in." I ran my hands through my hair.

"Why is she puking?" Ree's eyes widened at me, her words vemom, "What the fuck have you done, Ash?!"

"She's just stressed," I combatted, "I had nothing to do with it, just let me talk to her."

"NO! No one wants to hear it!" She snapped, "We've ALL heard it already!"

Bree emerged then, with her bag flung over her shoulder, looking sickly pale.

"Well, hell-fucking-lo," Ree gaped at her, "You okay, beautiful?"

"I'm fine." She gave a light nod.

She was avoiding my stare, looking everywhere but at me, with those red-rimmed eyes.

I could officially add making her cry to my shitlist too.

"Bree-" She stopped at my plea, but didn't turn to look back at me and she spoke softly.

"I can't."

It was all she said, as she walked out. I took a deep sigh, admitting defeat.

"I just keep fucking up." I ran a hand over my face.

"First step in asshole awareness is to acknowledge you have a problem." Ree shrugged, a smile growing slowly on her face.

"So, Chris told me that some issues yesterday, with the model Henry hired, to play the angel in your video."

"She was a fucking nightmare." That was an understatement.

"Oh, you didn't like Shimmer-my-pussy?" She laughed.

"She drove me fucking nuts," I grumbled, "All day, she complained about how cold and wet it was. She talked about how little she eats and drank all my booze. She even tried to grab my dick, TWICE. AFTER I told her I was happily engaged."

"Some chicks will stop at nothing." She chuckled, shaking her head.

"We can't even use any of the footage of her running through the woods, she was trying too hard. It was pathetic."