Trouble Rising (New Adult Rock Star Romance): Tyler and Katie's Story #3 by Emme Rollins Page B
Authors: Emme Rollins
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looked so little and vulnerable in the middle of that double bed.
“Are you all right?” I went over to sit on the edge of the bed beside her, putting a hand on her back. She flinched but didn’t say anything. “Are you sick?”
“Yes.” She nodded into the pillow, not pulling her face from it. “I’m sick. Very sick. Go away.”
“Do you need anything?” I stroked her hair, smoothing the little flyaways down. “Some Tylenol? Pepto?”
“Noooo.” She shook her head, sounding like she was holding back a sob. “Just… go away.”
She took a deep breath and turned her face to the side, away from me. I could see mascara smudged on the pillowcase. Poor thing. She’d been crying.
“Please, Katie,” she whispered. “Just go away. I want to sleep. Okay?”
“You sure?” I squeezed her shoulder. “I could get some ice cream. We could hang out and talk about… whatever…”
“Noooo!” She howled, turning her face into the pillow again. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs, and just watching her broke my heart.
“Okay,” I relented, knowing now that whatever had happened, I was going to have to ask Sabrina. Jay wasn’t going to tell me, at least not tonight. “Do you want me to turn the light out?”
“Yes, please.” She sniffed as I went over to the door.
“If you need anything, we’re right down the hall,” I told her softly, flipping the switch to leave her in darkness. “Goodnight, Jay.”
“G’nite,” she whispered as I shut the door behind me.
I padded back down the hall and found Tyler sitting up in bed, his ear to his cell phone.
“Right. No, I get that. Of course.” Tyler waved me in and I shut the door behind me, going to sit cross-legged on the bed beside him. “I totally understand... I will. Okay. Yep, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Tyler tossed his phone on the bed and looked at me.
“Who was that?” I asked, although from the look on his face, I thought I already knew.
“Jay’s no longer welcome over there.” Tyler put his head in his hands for a moment, shaking it.
My heart dropped to my toes. “What happened?”
“What happened?” he repeated, looking at me, incredulous. Then he was up, stalking around the room. He grabbed a pair of jeans, yanking them on. “Holy fuck. I knew taking this girl in was a bad idea. Goddamnit, Katie…”
“What?” I asked again, watching him pull on a t-shirt. “What are you talking about?”
“Sabrina says she came onto Rob.” He stopped the stalking when he got to our door, his hand on the knob.
I stared at him, aghast. “She… what?”
“You heard me.” He pulled the door open and stormed down the hall.
I sat there for a moment, paralyzed, trying to make sense of his words. Jay came onto Rob? What did that mean, exactly? I mean, I knew she had a crush on him once upon a time. Rob was the reason Jay had finagled her way onto our tour bus. She had believed he was her “true love,” and of course, thought that if she showed up, Rob would fall immediately in love with her.
But she’d been a kid then—just twelve, at the time. And her interests had grown since then. She still loved Trouble, but she wasn’t obsessed with Rob Burns anymore. At least, that’s what she’d told me, in emails, and during the conversations we had at least once a month.
Of course she told you that. If she told you she was still madly in love with him, would you have taken her in when she showed up on your doorstep?
“What in the hell were you thinking?” Tyler’s voice boomed down the hallway and I leapt off the bed, heading after him. He was standing in Jay’s doorway, the door open, light on. “Is that what you came here looking for? You wanted to fuck a rock star?”
“Tyler!” I called, horrified, as I hurried down the hall. “Tyler, don’t!”
“Don’t?” He turned to blink at me,
“Are you all right?” I went over to sit on the edge of the bed beside her, putting a hand on her back. She flinched but didn’t say anything. “Are you sick?”
“Yes.” She nodded into the pillow, not pulling her face from it. “I’m sick. Very sick. Go away.”
“Do you need anything?” I stroked her hair, smoothing the little flyaways down. “Some Tylenol? Pepto?”
“Noooo.” She shook her head, sounding like she was holding back a sob. “Just… go away.”
She took a deep breath and turned her face to the side, away from me. I could see mascara smudged on the pillowcase. Poor thing. She’d been crying.
“Please, Katie,” she whispered. “Just go away. I want to sleep. Okay?”
“You sure?” I squeezed her shoulder. “I could get some ice cream. We could hang out and talk about… whatever…”
“Noooo!” She howled, turning her face into the pillow again. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs, and just watching her broke my heart.
“Okay,” I relented, knowing now that whatever had happened, I was going to have to ask Sabrina. Jay wasn’t going to tell me, at least not tonight. “Do you want me to turn the light out?”
“Yes, please.” She sniffed as I went over to the door.
“If you need anything, we’re right down the hall,” I told her softly, flipping the switch to leave her in darkness. “Goodnight, Jay.”
“G’nite,” she whispered as I shut the door behind me.
I padded back down the hall and found Tyler sitting up in bed, his ear to his cell phone.
“Right. No, I get that. Of course.” Tyler waved me in and I shut the door behind me, going to sit cross-legged on the bed beside him. “I totally understand... I will. Okay. Yep, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Tyler tossed his phone on the bed and looked at me.
“Who was that?” I asked, although from the look on his face, I thought I already knew.
“Jay’s no longer welcome over there.” Tyler put his head in his hands for a moment, shaking it.
My heart dropped to my toes. “What happened?”
“What happened?” he repeated, looking at me, incredulous. Then he was up, stalking around the room. He grabbed a pair of jeans, yanking them on. “Holy fuck. I knew taking this girl in was a bad idea. Goddamnit, Katie…”
“What?” I asked again, watching him pull on a t-shirt. “What are you talking about?”
“Sabrina says she came onto Rob.” He stopped the stalking when he got to our door, his hand on the knob.
I stared at him, aghast. “She… what?”
“You heard me.” He pulled the door open and stormed down the hall.
I sat there for a moment, paralyzed, trying to make sense of his words. Jay came onto Rob? What did that mean, exactly? I mean, I knew she had a crush on him once upon a time. Rob was the reason Jay had finagled her way onto our tour bus. She had believed he was her “true love,” and of course, thought that if she showed up, Rob would fall immediately in love with her.
But she’d been a kid then—just twelve, at the time. And her interests had grown since then. She still loved Trouble, but she wasn’t obsessed with Rob Burns anymore. At least, that’s what she’d told me, in emails, and during the conversations we had at least once a month.
Of course she told you that. If she told you she was still madly in love with him, would you have taken her in when she showed up on your doorstep?
“What in the hell were you thinking?” Tyler’s voice boomed down the hallway and I leapt off the bed, heading after him. He was standing in Jay’s doorway, the door open, light on. “Is that what you came here looking for? You wanted to fuck a rock star?”
“Tyler!” I called, horrified, as I hurried down the hall. “Tyler, don’t!”
“Don’t?” He turned to blink at me,
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