All Chapters of In Wounded Rhymes: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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• • • • • • Steel-gray doors slid close before them with a click. "What?" he sighed. The question sounded more like a complaint. A flash of a scowl momentarily put curious lines on his tan face. Her total silence was beginning to irritate him, she guessed. Not entirely her fault that her brain couldn't cope quick enough. She just didn't expect he'd show up and stay in her hotel room. "I-I thought you weren't coming." "Fucking traffic," he mumbled as his eyes darted around the small elevator. Some aggravation sharpened his expression. "Why didn't you text back?" Their stares locked. His warm hand held onto her, until his tight grip on her arm made her pull away. "Sorry," he muttered before he faced front. The look on her face must have been one of pain. Now he ca

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1 : This Long Distance Thing...

QuickMemo 49Last Modified: 14 Mar 03:52AM-Finish Track 5, 9, 11 before 4th week-Record Tr. 1-7 this month-Mix Tr. 4, 8, 10 (bass Tr. 8 - Kyle & Janssen)-KEZ interview - weekend - play 3 songs-Call realtor ASAP - down payment-Fund transfer Charlotte : 209 Bakersville, NY-Start packing stuff for movingClutching her phone as she read through the rest of her to-do list, Veronica glanced up from the glowing screen.Did someone just call her name out loud?A lamppost lit a spot by the gate and she stood still and hugged her coat to herself, frowning that it was below 60 degrees tonight. Veronica zipped her coat up to her neck when a slow, frosty breeze fanned her slouching figure.The nippy desert weather come nighttime just made her grumble. Why can't deserts just stay like deserts all day?A weak buzzing sound from inside the studio

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2 : Wedding Bells?

//Arcueil, Paris // 50 percent. Enough for a half-an-hour call. Théo stretched out on his daybed, sitting up after checking his phone's battery bars. He got on his feet and headed out the door. The rooftop would be ideal. Moonlit. Spacious. Private. He could talk to his girl for as long as he wanted. His hand disheveled his clean-cut hair as he dashed across the hallway to get to the staircase. He glanced around the lonely apartment, then flipped the wall light on. The loft, unusually still since the all-nighters left, reeked of male musk and sweat. Théo grimaced. A tolerable noise of rock 'n roll music playing over a speaker in the next unit was the only thing keeping their apartment from being eerily quiet. Naturally, the place was a complete mess again. Dirty ashtrays, dirty shirts, and even filthier sneakers littered the living room. An old fr

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3 : Commitments

•"Say what?" Veronica reclined while she tried not to scowl. Her friend's stern tone just didn't convince her to believe Théo would pop the question real soon. "I know it's the weekend tomorrow, and as surprising as it may be to you, I'm not high right now," Veronica quipped. "You're that bored? I thought you got that magazine job?" "I did. It's not like I'm on the cover or anything, but, yeah," Jamie muttered on the other end, her tone less enthused. "I asked T flat out— You got this one by the short and curlies, man." Her friend of almost four years sounded serious and fairly disgusted at the same time. "Asked him what?" "Théo bought the ring last week. The store along Rue de la Paix." For a while Veronica remained tightlipped as she blankly stared at the neat beige carpet. She grinned, able to muster a comeback. "Be serious; how drunk

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4 : Just Say No

•"What?" Her glare should tell him her confusion just clouded her thoughts now. Veronica locked stares with him. Kyle kept quiet while she waited for another answer — something that sounded more believable and sensible. But she got zilch.She breathed out a sigh and did another mental count before she could say something way more sarcastic. "Are we actually talking about this?"He didn't even blink or move one bit."Are you kidding? You think I'm gonna say yes, just like that?" she blurted out, incredulity loud and clear in her voice. She even cracked a joke, only to end up snickering at her dull attempt to sass her way out of the conversation. Perhaps to make her feel like crap, Kyle kept his mouth shut as if he hadn't heard anything."What, you think I'll leave?" she questioned. Why was he trying to argue? Was he that

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5 : Late-Night Confessions

•Her sweaty palms went cold on her bare thighs as Veronica sat on the bed. Her back and legs felt like limp lettuce. She'd already stripped down to her nightdress, and the orange numbers her nightstand clock flashed told her it was going to be a long night. She waited for the sound of her faucet going off.The bathroom lights — because her boyfriend left the door ajar — kept her bedroom from being pitch-black. Veronica eyed his carry-on sports duffel near the windows. His hefty baggage then reminded her how he'd spent his entire day hopping on planes.Théo had just walked in a list of fashion shows in New York, Paris, and Milan consecutively. After fixing up a week-long vacation so he could spend time with her, he'd flown back to the US. Théo arrived an hour ago. She couldn't drive to pick him up at the airport at that point because Kyle was throwing another hissy fit back in the studio — something that had only started happening last month.

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6 : Happiness is a State of Mind

•Groggy and too relaxed, Théo got up when he felt a light tap on the leg. It was his girlfriend, interrupting his siesta. He stifled a yawn, grabbed his cargo shorts, and zipped his fly. Veronica, smiling faintly, thanked and walked the young uniformed masseuses out of their two-bed hotel room.Théo simply watched as she walked back to the other bed, barefoot and with her thighs partly covered by her denim shorts. Her pale dainty hands gathered her long brown hair. His girlfriend grinned when she caught him ogling her.Even sleepy and with his energy way below normal level, he couldn't help getting winded up by the mere sight of her. Her sporty bra showed off her beautiful shoulders. Her long-lashed eyes focused on her phone. She kept texting, prolonging the silence in the room.The fact that she chose a single room pleased him, alright. But it was because she didn't want to double the

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7 : Hoping for the Best

•Théo took her back to the hotel a half-hour later. Past midnight, they were already snug in bed, set to recharge for tomorrow's itinerary. They agreed on going biking at nine, then karaoke sometime after lunch before going thrift store shopping downtown.A post-apocalyptic TV series kept him amused while she flipped through magazine pages. Then in straight French, Théo randomly mumbled about how big his bed was for just one person.Veronica listened to him complain in jest about her choosing a two-bed room. "Quit your yapping. You like the view." She grinned. "Do I?"She shut him up by jumping onto his bed and snuggling to him under the covers. "Better?" she teased, fully aware that she was bra-less and had nothing more than a thin sheath of sleeping gown over a small pair of scanties, while he wore nothing but his boxers."Perfect," Théo sig

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8 : Broken

•// Recording studio // "The 28th? Okay. Got it. Thanks." After confirming their tour dates, Kyle put his phone away. He strolled back into the booth with his electric guitar clinging to his torso. Jay (the band's manager) had told him Veronica was informed of the schedule changes, so he didn't bother to check up on her today. They were supposed to be busy in the studio, but she'd called in sick again. With her Frenchman back in the city for a short break, Kyle knew she'd been spending all week with the guy. Her voice had been a little iffy the last time they got to work on a song, but it could've been worse. She must be in a pricey hotel right now with Mr. Supermodel eager to make the most of his "me" time. Maybe the lovebirds would be heading to the beach later, if Kyle knew any better. He understood. She hadn't spent time with the guy in months, which was always t

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8 Pt 2 : Done

•Théo straightened in the backseat and stared at the woman beside him about to start crying. What she just told him didn't quite sound right. He was still pretty jet lagged; maybe he'd misheard her. "Honestly..." Veronica took the handkerchief he offered and wiped her eyes. "We both need it right now." "No," was all he replied. She must be sloshed. Or high? Did smoking weed affect her judgment and emotional state this bad? "It doesn't have anything to do with that. Okay?" "Quoi?" he said out loud, looking into her glinting eyes. His brain did a rewind. She probably thought he was still brooding over her refusal to his stupid proposal. "I should've talked to you sooner. It's not fair; I know. And I feel awful. I'm not trying hard enough." Her voice wavered, and he could only watch as she tried to steady her breath. "It's just— You're doing

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