Syn's Deep In My Blood - Book 2

The Wicked End

After almost another month of concerts, the tour was finally getting to an end. We only had to play in Seattle, and we'd have a few days off to wait for Rock Am Ring organization to confirm our place in the lineup. I wasn't so sure if that was gonna happen, we were feeling like trash, but if they called us in, we'd have to fly straight to Germany as our last gig of the year.

Speaking about trash... That's the perfect definition of what Rev and Emily were looking like. I can't remember a single time I've seen one of them sober these past weeks. In fact, I can't remember seeing them at all. When we were gathering to have dinner, press interviews, or sound checks, Jimmy just wouldn't show up. Guess he was too busy losing himself on her body, on drugs, or... on both. I was starting to think they weren't even getting out of the hotel room to eat, and their absence was always making everybody concerned now, not just me.

We'd only see them minutes before the concerts, and they were disrespecting every single rule Matt made; drinking before, after, and during them. Zack was doing that either, but he cared enough to hide it from all of us (but he just couldn't really hide the pain in his eyes, no matter how many shots he had taken). I was feeling really bad for him. Jess didn't call him once after she left, and that was tearing him apart. He was truly convinced she didn't love him anymore.

If Matt would reprimand the couple, they'd tell him to piss off and would drink in front of him just to provoke him. No one could even say a word to them. They pretended the world didn't exist. And what hurt the most was that she was pretending I didn't exist either, exactly like she said she would.

It hurt like hell to see her acting like that. She didn't look happy at all, only stoned. Every time I'd get to her, she would flip me off. And even if I wanted his girlfriend to myself and was still angry at him, I couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted every time I saw my friend getting wasted with no sense of control whatsoever. And the worst of all is that we didn't even know what they were actually using behind closed doors. They knew how to hide it very well. But just by the way their skin was paler and how skinny Emily was becoming, I could tell they were playing with fire there.

Emily and Jimmy were killing themselves, and this time, I felt like there was nothing I could do about it. I tried to separate them. I really tried. But she was perfectly clear to me when she said she had chosen him. And I should probably start thinking about my life again, or I'd lose it too. Not that I want to go back to my old life, but... I feel like I need to forget her somehow.

There was this promoter working for us that I knew that had her eyes on me for a while now. She was hot, good-looking, my type. That was probably my opportunity to free my mind from Emily a little bit. For one night, at least.

She was heading towards her hotel room, and instead of walking inside mine, I followed her. It wouldn't hurt just to ask her on a date, right?

"Hey..." I approached her, and when she turned to me, I looked at her name on her pass and gave away my best smirk. She had beautiful and penetrating blue eyes. "...Laura! I don't always see you around on tours. Are you new?"

"Oh... yeah, I've just... started out." her cheeks turned into cherries instantly. Well, I still had my magic going on. Thank you, universe. "I love your band, by the way." she giggled. Cute.

"Oh, so you're new. Where are you from?" I leaned my hand on the door, and her hand fell off the doorknob instantly.

"I got the job at Oregon, but they said they still needed staff, so... I came along to Seattle."

"Oh, so I bet you don't know Seattle as I do. We always stop by on tours. I know really good places around here. Tell me..."

She licked her lips, and I had to pause my talking for a while. Man, she was hot.

"...tell me if you're interested in... I don't know... chill out and have some fun around here... with me. Are you?" One of my eyebrows raised, and when it was time for her to show her smirk, I knew I had her right on.