Page 50 of Wylder & the Rising Rockstar
She refused to feel guilty for trying.
And still, she needed to go after him, to take the look of betrayal from his eyes.
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“Logan, wait!” Wylder chased him into the hall. “It’s not what you think.” She ignored the students stopping to stare at her.
“You’re way off, Logan.” Luke came up behind her—not helping the situation at all.
“Am I?” Logan whirled around, his eyes bright with anger. “So I didn’t just walk in on you finishing our song with him?” He pointed at his brother but kept his accusing stare on Wylder.
“Hey, I was just offering my two cents, bro.” Luke threw his hands up. “No need to get all torn up about it.”
“You stay out of it, Luke.” Logan shot back, still not looking at his brother.
“Look.” Wylder took a step back. “You two need to talk this out. You’re not mad at me for working on our song with Luke. You’re not that petty. But you are mad at Luke about that video, and nothing is going to get resolved until you two hash it out.” She shoved Luke toward Logan.
“Now?” Luke looked back at her in horror.
“Yes, now.” She put her hands on her hips, refusing to acknowledge the students peeking their heads into the hall to watch the drama unfold.
“Wylder, this isn’t the time.” Luke glanced around the crowded hallway.
“No, she’s right.” Logan turned to his brother, crossing his arms over his chest. “Come on, Luke, let’s have it.”
“You don’t want to do this, Logan.” Luke seemed to grow taller as his fury rose to match his brother’s.
“Oh, I think I do.” Logan took a step forward.
“Jenna Hale, you put that phone down right this second!” Wylder marched toward the girl, who scrambled back into her room. “You won’t like where I shove my foot if I see it again!”
“Why’d you post the video, Luke?” Logan demanded. “Why did you take it upon yourself to tank your career and ruin everything we’ve worked so hard for? I’d really love to hear all your perfectly good reasons for sabotaging not only yourself, but me and Wylder and even Bash. You destroyed us, Luke. Was it worth it?” Logan’s anger burned in his eyes, and Wylder took a step back from the furious twins.
She’d really done it now. All Wylder had wanted was to get the brother’s talking, but she worried she might have pushed them too far.
“It was supposed to be us.” Luke’s voice echoed down the silent hall, everyone staring.
“It’s always been us,” Logan said.
“Not on stage. Not on tour. It was supposed to be us, together, living our dream. I never wanted this without my brother at my side.”
“Aww.” Wylder turned and shot a glare at a couple of girls hanging out of their dorm room right behind Luke. They scampered back inside, but Wylder could still see two pairs of eyes peeking through the cracked door.
“You know I can’t handle the stage, Luke. That’s how this all started.” Logan ignored the girls, too caught up in his family drama to notice the growing crowd.
“I’m tired, Logan.” The fire went out of Luke’s voice. “It’s lonely out there all by myself. And I … just don’t want it … not like this.”
“So you threw me and Wylder to the wolves to sabotage yourself?”
“No!” Luke seemed horrified by the idea. “If that’s what you really think, you’re a bigger idiot than I thought. I wanted them to see you.”
“Who?” Logan frowned.
“The world, genius. I wanted everyone to see your true talent. I’m the smoke and mirrors guy. The showman who slays on guitar, but you’re the voice, and without that, I’m just a circus act without the magic.”
“No, you’re not.” Logan’s voice had lost its edge.
“I had to share that video, Logan. You two deserve to be seen.”
