Where Will You Be Waking Up Tomorrow Morning

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

"I was born outside of Philly, I grew up in shitty suburb of philly and went to a public high school,, that is where I met my bandmates, Brandon and Dave. We formed a band and you know about the demo thing. I started playing guitar at 14. I have no siblings, and my Dad worked as a city councilmen in said shitty suburb. My mom was a makeup artist at some ritzy make up store. I was always really awkward as a kid. I was also crazy and ugly, I had to go into treatment for bipolar disorder when I was 15, and at 17 I was inpatient for an eating disorder. I got down to a really low weight- if you want i have a picture. I was put on a feeding tube and gained weight. I'm fucking crazy. I also have a bad habit of smoking too many cigarettes. I love cats, photography, music (duh), and watching Law and Order, well any of the Law and Orders." Alexa sounded exasperated and sarcastic.

"You sound very interesting, in a good way. I myself you know about, but I also like law and order and smoke too many cigarettes." I smiled at her, turning my head as she was still in my chest. 

"You know what, you are probably sick of hearing about this, but you are too talented and beautiful to have an eating disorder. You are honest, funny, beautiful, and you are something I will never be able to put my finger on, not literally of course," I said I traced her collarbone,"but figuratively. You are just something better than what you think of yourself, I saw it when you guys auditioned. You're really special, some people would think." I looked her square in the eyes, I just wanted to kiss her, something just came over me. I knew I shouldn't, couldn't, but I so wanted to. She was wearing just jean shorts coming up to her waist and tight tank top with a geometric print on it. Her hair was wavy blonde and to her collarbones. But I couldn't stop staring at her face, she was just stunning in the weirdest way.

Suddenly she pulls out her phone, "I wanna play a song, it's one of yours." She smiles as Collar Full comes. "I know how you were looking at me. I could see it in your eyes. She reaches up and whispers "if you gotta be the death of me, thats how i wanna go." into my ear. She then proceeds to push me into the soft vinyl of the bench. "I hope this is what you wanted...I don't kiss and tell by the way..." Her voice was smooth and seductive and her tank top off. I proceeded to pull off my black leather pants from the show, and she proceeded to kiss my collarbones and down from there.

All of the sudden our bodies on top of each other, naked, when there is a click in the door. In walks Dallon. I look over, he looks away, Alexa buries her head into my chest.

"WHAT THE LITERAL FUCK?!" Dallon looks angry, and I was naked and very much in the wrong. But she had more to lose. "You are divorced 5 days and you are fucking the opening act, seriously Brendon. Did you guys even talk, or did you just bring in here to fuck you AND NOT  LOCK THE DOOR!!!," he had started yelling at this point, "and you can't even spend the 100 bucks to get a fucking hotel room. Jesus fucking Christ Brendon, she's 19 and you are 29. You are WAY too old for this shit. Now put some clothes on her bus already left." He looked like an angry father. "AND DON'T FUCK AGAIN WHILE YOU ARE LOANING HER A T-SHIRT." He shouted back.

"Oh my god, Alexa I am so sorry. Really I am. I should of locked the door. Jesus I am an idiot, a motherfucking idiot." I ran my fingers through my hair. 

"Honestly, it's ok. Seriously, It's okay. It was fun, I say we do that again." She put on one of my T-shirts from a fever you can't sweat out era. God, I was skinny then.