Faded (Rock Star Trilogy)

think long and hard about it. If you break her heart, it would put a big damper on our friendship. She’s my twin sister. If you hurt her, you hurt me.”
    Alec now looks deep in thought, which makes me happy. He does need to think about everything I said.
    “What if I took it one day at a time?”
    “Alec, you know that I love you, but you can’t think that way. The right now is good and all, but you have to look further ahead. If you live and plan for the right now, that’s all you’ll ever have. But Bridgett would give you a nice future. One day you might want a wife and kids. You’re 21 now, but what about ten years from now?”
    “Thirty-one is still young.” He counters.
    “Right. Well, do you see yourself with Bridgett in ten years?”
    He groans. “I don’t know, Scar. That’s what dating is for, getting to know her… Figuring out if I want to spend the next ten years with her.”
    “No. Friendship is for getting to know her. A relationship would be you getting to know her sexually. I think maybe you should continue the whole just friends thing, and once you’re truly ready to commit, then take the next step.”
    “Good idea,” Alec agrees finally.
    “I know.”
    “But what if she doesn’t want to be with me?”
    “That’s part of life,” I say, thinking of myself. “Disappointment, heartbreak, and rejection suck, but they make you stronger.”
    The doorbell rings, and I look outside to see Bob standing there.
    Oh, thank God.
     
    2:51 PM
    I’m going to kill her.
     
    Bridgett, Alec, and I are all sitting in the living room. Bob is giving us a rundown of the security plan, and apparently each of us are getting our own bodyguard. Bob is mine. Of course I get the scary one. Not that Larry and Ken aren’t scary. They are both muscular and tall, but Bob is bigger, stronger, and taller. Plus he has that tattoo of the dragon on his head, and it freaks me out. I bet he could fit one hand around my waist… And then he could squeeze me like a tube of toothpaste, squashing me in an instant.
    I really need to stop watching scary movies.
    On top of having personal bodyguards, there is also 24-hour security outside now. So, as if having Peter and the camera crew follow us around wasn’t enough, we now have huge security guys too. Just great.
    But then again, maybe Stephan and I can put off our conversation! I am all for that, because I really want to keep him as my boyfriend a little bit longer.
    “I’m going to LA on Friday. Do you think I should have security there too?” I ask nobody in particular.
    Bob nods. “Definitely. We will all be going with you.”
    “I’ll be gone for two weeks. I can just get a security team there… I don’t want to take you away from your families.”
    “It is our job to do what you need,” he counters. “Besides, we have to feed our families, and you pay well.”
    We all laugh. “Okay, deal. Thanks, you guys.”
    Bob, Larry, and Ken all clear out of the living room.
    “Bob is scary,” Bridgett whispers to me.
    I laugh. “Yes, he is.”
    “And Ken looks nothing like a Ken,” she adds.
    I look at her, confused. “And what is Ken supposed to look like?”
    “Barbie’s boyfriend, duh! He’s supposed to look like a tanned surfer, not an ex convict.”
    “Criminals can be sexy,” I joke.
    “Ken is definitely not sexy.” She’s clearly not amused.
    “I for one am glad that we have them.” Alec’s relief is obvious on his face. “By the way, Scar, did I tell you I booked your favorite director to do the music video?”
    “You got Owen?” I ask, smiling. “I love Owen. He’s so nice.”
    “No. I got Nancy Hunter.” He smirks.
    “Ugh, I hate that bitch! She’s a slave driver! You know I hate her. Why did you get her?”
    “Owen is now retired,” he informs me. “But, if you remember, Nancy’s work is amazing. You got video of the year when she filmed you.”
    “I also didn’t sleep more than three hours in two days! And the only reason I got to sleep was because I hid in a closet and slept on the floor. She has to be on crack. Nobody is naturally that peppy.”
    Alec just shakes his head at me and laughs as he walks out of the room.
    “Not funny!” I yell.
    “Alec has a house in LA, right?” Bridgett asks after he’s out of earshot.
    I nod. “Yep. And he’s definitely not staying at my house.”
    “Good. I need some time away from him.”
    “Oh? Why is that?” I ask.
    “He’s just so…” She pauses, searching for a