Page 38 of Wylder & the Rising Rockstar
Logan dropped Wylder’s hand and rushed forward. “He has me. I’ll stay with him. So, he’ll be discharged?”
The doctor turned his gaze on Logan. “And you would be?”
“My brother.” Sebastian offered Logan a smile. “You’re here.”
“Of course, I’m here, you numb skull. You were in a car accident.”
“It really isn’t that bad. I’ll be fine in no time.” Sebastian tried to sit up, and the doctor put a hand on his shoulder.
“Not so fast. We want to keep you a few more hours for observation before sending you home.”
“That’s not necessary.”
“Don’t be stupid, Bash.” Wylder hadn’t meant to speak, and Sebastian’s eyes snapped to her, noticing her for the first time.
“Miss Anderson is right, though I wouldn’t have said it in those words.” The doctor’s eyes crinkled as he smiled.
Wylder sighed. How was it this man recognized her and not Logan? Oh yeah, Becks was royalty in Twin Rivers and Riverpass. So, by extension, that made her a princess.
“I’ll leave you in your brother’s hands, Sebastian.” The doctor patted his non-broken arm. “Don’t try to stand.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes before wincing in pain.
Logan sat on the corner of his bed. “How are you really, Bash?”
Sebastian looked from Wylder to Logan and sighed. “My head hurts like no pain I’ve ever experienced. My arm is killing me. They should have just sawed the thing off.”
Wylder smiled at that. At least Sebastian hadn’t lost his sense of humor. “You on pain killers?”
“Ibuprofen.”
Logan nodded, approval shining in his eyes, and Wylder could’ve kicked herself for the question. Of course he’d have turned down narcotics. That was what addicts had to do. She tried to hide this knowledge from her face, but by the flash of anger in Sebastian’s eyes, she didn’t do it fast enough.
He turned accusing eyes on Logan. “You told her.”
Logan rubbed the back of his neck. “Look, bro… I did it for you. You were still mooning over her, and she needed to know why it was so important we didn’t mess up this second chance being at the academy has given us.”
The anger faded from Sebastian, and his eyes narrowed. “I was not mooning.”
Wylder totally didn’t want to interrupt the brother moment, but she also didn’t want to hear all of this. Without thinking about it, she put a hand on Logan’s back. Sebastian’s eyes zeroed in on that hand, and she removed it. “I’m going to go grab a coffee. Anyone want one?”
“Yes.” Sebastian’s jaw clenched.
“No.” Logan pointed at him. “You have a concussion. She isn’t bringing you coffee.” He stood and approached Wylder, dropping his voice. “Sorry about him. I should have told him you knew.”
“It’s okay.” She slipped her hand into his without considering what Sebastian would see. “How do you know about concussions?”
“Luke…” He shook his head. “He got one on stage last year and still insisted on finishing the concert.”
“Because I don’t leave my fans hanging.”
Wylder knew that voice. She closed her eyes, knowing this was the moment her lies came to bite her. Was an omission a lie?
Yes, yes it was. There was no getting out of this one.
Logan’s entire body tensed, and Wylder turned to see Luke, his hair a mess, but his eyes clear as he looked at his twin.
He ran a hand through his hair, making it stand further on end. “How’s Bash?”
