Find Me (Truthful Lies Trilogy - Book Two) Read Online Free

Cox.”
    “It’s amazing to hear you call me that, Blaze
Ryleigh.” He moves closer.
    “No! You gotta work. And I gotta
practice.”
    “For Justin Bieber?”
    “ Asshole. No! I gotta practice my real
music. And I gotta track down Viktoriya—you know, the Red Lipstikk singer from the bar on
Wednesday?—to get some of her tracks. When I got her number she was
real keen to do coffee for some reason.” Thinking of Wednesday
night, when Tolek suddenly appeared at the Slambam bar, makes my stomach turn.
    “ Hell, all I gotta do is move a bunch of
furniture while listening to your non -Belieber mixes in my car. I got a real easy life these
days.”
    No you don’t. “Are you sure you wanna come?”
    “ For the third time, YES , I’ll come to your Belieber party tomorrow. Why
don’t I give you a ride?”
    “ Sure. I’ll need to be there at six to set
up. And, as for your comment about selling out—”
    “I never said that.”
    “ Yeah, but you thought it. So, as to that
comment, I do whatever I can to pay the rent.”
    “I know the feeling. Look, I haven’t
forgotten you asked for my help yesterday to promote your business.
Tonight we’re gonna sing away the dead, but after that life goes
on. So as soon as you’re ready...”
    “There’s no rush...” I know he can see I’m
lying.
    “ Blaze, everything OK?”
    No, it’s not. I cut a
violent drug
dealer’s head with a mug — the
same drug dealer I had sex with once. And who, underneath all the
mind-altering chemicals, is also a close friend of mine—hard to
believe though it may be. And he’s also my dead best friend’s
brother. If that weren’t enough, he’s also the same guy who seems
to be the only door to me not having to spread the Belieber Faith
to the world and all its followers just so I can make the rent and
keep a tiny trickle of dough flowing up to my struggling mother and
gramps in Poland .
    The above is what I think. The below is
what I say:
    “Everything’s cool. I just...wanna have all
my bases covered. You know. I was basically thinking about what you
said. About getting myself out there. You said you know a thing or
two about advertising and stuff.”
    “ I know a bit. Let’s spend the day on it
tomorrow if you have the time. I have no moves for the weekend. You
know I’m not happy about those vampires around you. You spoken to
any of them again since you told me about them?”
    More than spoken. “Uhm...no.” As I say it, I feel
the lie enter our union like a deathly virus.
    “ Blaze, you sure you OK?”
    “Sure! Sure. Why not?”
    “ Dunno, you just went a little pale there.
And quiet. You promise everything’s fine?”
    “ Of course. Of course. Like I said, I just
wanna have all my bases covered. And, you’re right, I don’t wanna
be counting on no bloodsucker assholes with their promises of
‘friendship’ and all that bullshit to get me going forward.
There must be a way to
do it without them.” Although that isn’t necessarily a lie, it
feels like one.
    Because a lie is anything you don’t personally believe. Truth has
nothing to do with it.
    He looks at me in a way that makes me
think he sees the untruths like a tumbling house of cards. Then: “Sure. Of
course I’ll help you. Let’s see how far we can take this. Without having to enter the Church of
Bieber.”
    I roll my eyes. “God. Don’t remind me. Just
thinking about that music makes my head wanna pop.”
    “ Is this, like, a
thirteen-year- old’s
party or something like that?”
    “Something like that.”
    “ And the mother knows what you look like? I
mean, I think you’re hot. So hot,
by the way.” He rakes my tatted arm with his eyes. Smiles. Rubs his
hand up it once to bring shivers all over my skin. “But I’m not
sure what an Upper East Sider’s holier-than-thou mother might think
of it.”
    “ Now imagine both of us arriving there.” I check out his own
riotous ink-sleeve, especially the buxom brunette riding the hungry
tiger without