CLOSER || EDDIE MUNSON

Part 12

I opened the door to The Hideout and stepped in. I knew I was early by the sound of some random drunk's voice blaring through the microphone. Eddie didn't tell me what time they would be playing but I had a feeling it would be a bit later. He did tell me he got 'a crowd of about 5 drunks so everyone would probably be gone'. It seemed like it would be soon, seeing as there were quite a few empty seats and tables. I decided I'd walk around for a bit first.
I walked towards the bar, it was in a big room with bare wood walls and dim yellow lights. There was a big glittering sign above the bar itself that read 'The Hideout'. Looking down, there were about 10 people sitting there. They were all clearly drunk, almost falling and laughing louder than the horrible singing. It definitely wasn't my scene, but I was here for Eddie.
As if on cue, I heard a loud raspy voice from the other room where they would be performing.

"Hello ladies and gents, we are Corroded Coffin! Thanks for uh, coming out and we hope you have a fan-fucking-tastic night!" He chuckled.

I practically sprinted over to the concert room and found myself a place in the front off to the side. I watched Eddie as he plugged his guitar into a big speaker and strum a few strings. He was wearing a big baggy Black Sabbath band tee with the sleeves cut off and his signature black jeans with rips at the knees. He even had his same rings and chains on. His hair was frizzed as if he had just gone running too.
If I'm being honest, he looked really damn good.
Then he lifted his necklace to his teeth and bit off the guitar pick that was attached. He looked at me and then winked as he ran to the front of the stage and started playing.

(Play I was made for lovin' you by KISS now)

His fingers ran across the strings like it was second nature, like this was where he was meant to be. Eddie wasn't even looking at what he was playing, he just knew what to do.
He played through the intro and occasionally would sing background vocals. If he didn't, he was smiling at the crowd and laughing. Eddie was really in his element. He jumped around the stage and made funny faces and stuck his tongue out. The lights danced over him as he put his all into playing.
He seemed lost in his own world. It was a sight though. I could see his arms flex with each strum, showing off the little bit of muscle he had. I could see his tattoos as well. Then his hands, you could see the veins and the rings would shine in the light. When the chorus started, he closed his eyes and threw his head back.He began strumming even harder. He then opened his eyes and looked toward me.

"I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?"

He winked and smirked before running back to the front to get ready for his solo. Occasionally he would look at me again and he would smile as soon as he met my eyes. I felt my cheeks heat up every time I got a good look. I don't what it was about him right now, but he had me completely under his control. I needed to turn the tables.
I started moving to the beat, swaying my hips so my skirt would fly up just enough to tease him.
It continued like this for a few more songs until they took a pause. Eddie walked up to the microphone.

"So, this is the last song we'll be playing tonight. Sorry to cut it short but-"

He stared at me.

"There's a bit of an important matter I have to uh, tend to."

He spoke with purpose while keeping eye contact. He then looked back to the crowd.

"Hope you guys like it!"

(Play Closer by Nine Inch Nails now)