“Get the fuck off me already, you skanky bitch. How many times do I have to tell you?”
“But baby. You know you want me. I can tell,” she said as she reached down and squeezed my junk.
What the fuck? I grabbed her hand before she could squeeze any harder and pushed her away. I didn’t care how many freakin’ cameras were still on, enough of this shit. I wasn’t this bitch’s play thing for the night.
She slid against the wall and ended up on her ass. I know I didn’t push her that hard. Jack would have whooped my ass if I ever even thought about hurting a woman. But there she was half sitting half lying in a drunken mess.
Of course the cameras caught everything. Just fuckin’ great. I looked around for Joe but couldn’t find him. Wrathwas talking to some dude but I got his attention.
“Fuck, Flame. What the hell happened?”
“She grabbed my fuckin’ junk man. I pushed her away but not hard enough to hurt her. I wanted her off me. She’s drunk.”
“Joe’s gonna have a heart attack. Get her and bring in the back room, while I find Joe or Chaos.”
God dammit. Why did these things always happen to me? I mean c’mon. Groupies were part of the deal but I wasn’t doing them anymore. Not since Michelle. They all looked like sluts and I didn’t want anything to do with them.
Grabbing the woman, hell I didn’t even know her name, I steered her half-conscious body into the back dressing room. “Are you okay?”
“What the hell happened?”
“You’re drunk, and when I tried to make you let go, you fell.”
“You pushed me,” she screeched. “I’m gonna press charges, you bloody wanker. You can’t treat me like shit.”
“Just fuckin’ hold on. You’re the one grabbing my junk. Who gave you the right?”
She seemed to consider my words. Thank God she at least she stopped screaming. “But you wanted me. You didn’t stop me earlier.”
“Because we were on camera and I didn’t want to make a scene. I am so not into you, sorry.”
“Why not? What’s wrong with me?”
Fuck. Here come the tears. Her face crinkled up and her cheeks got red. I hated this part of the rock business. Unfortunately it went with the rest of it, and I never could stand when a women cried.
As soon as I knelt beside her I knew it was a mistake. You know, one of those things as you’re doing it, your mind says what the hell? But you do it anyway. Yup, I did. And sure enough, she threw herself at me wrapping her arms around my neck. Losing my balance I ended up flat on my back with her sprawled all over me. Just fuckin’ great. I bet you can guess what happened next. The door opened and Joe and Chaos looked at us with a WTFexpression on their faces. I’d tilted my head back when I heard the door open, but I knew it was them before I saw their faces. This was going to go well. Not.
“What the hell is going on in here? Wrath said the girl passed out.”
Pushing her off my body, I sat up and rubbed the back of my head. “She was sorta. I got her in here and tried to talk to her.”
Chaos shook his head, probably thinking what a dumb fuck I was. I didn’t blame him either.
“Miss, are you okay?” Joe reached for her hand and helped her into a chair.
Of course Joe was going to take her side. Or at least look like it. He was the fix-it man, our manager, and maker of everything right.
Chaos helped me stand and when I looked at her I could almost see the wheels turning in her head. She had trouble flashing in neon lights on her fuckin’ forehead. Fuck. We didn’t need this, but then did anyone? We were going back home in the morning. Four months was too long to be away. We’d already decided no more long tours like this. Besides I missedMichelle and seeing Cyn every day only made it worse.
“Are you hurt?” Joe asked the woman.
“I’m not sure. My head hurts a little and maybe my neck.”
“You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding me. You landed on top of me, bitch. If you think you’re…”
“Flame, shut up. Just shut the hell up,” Joe yelled.
I’d never heard him yell before and it kind of freaked me out. The bitch was smiling. Of course. Chaos’ lips were pressed together in a thin line. Oh yeah he was pissed. At me or her though?
