When the song ended, he handed his mic to Trey and launched himself over the drum kit platform to Jessica’s hiding place. She stumbled backwards over a collection of cords, but Sed grabbed her by her upper arms before she could flee.
“What are you doing here?”
She couldn’t answer his question, because she didn’t know. She shook her head, tears streaming down both cheeks.
“I don’t want to see you,” he bellowed. “Don’t you get it? Go away!”
She shook her head harder, tears flying from her cheeks. “No, I don’t get it. I don’t get it at all! What changed, Sed? What… I don’t understand… Please, Sed. Please.”
“You’re gonna beg, Jess? Beg like one of my groupie whores? Go ahead. Beg. Beg me to take you back. It won’t change anything.”
“I love you.” She couldn’t see his expression beca
