You, My Zenith. | GHOST BC

15. Separated.

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The crowd goes wild as the lights tint on, exposing the demonic band. You stand on your spot, looking nervously over at Terzo, who's blowing kisses to everyone.

"Good evening, people!" His voice booms through the speakers, rushing a hot feeling of comfort through your body. The adrenaline that flows through your veins causes your tail to wave from side to side.

After a longer moment of talking to the crowd, the lights tint down, and that is your cue the first song will begin.

Your heart beats rapidly in your chest as Majesty starts playing. You soon join in, with your rhythm guitar. Terzo's vocals soon begin, and you listen to his perfect voice.

You take two steps towards him, and you blush under your mask, as you two catch eye contact, due to him turning to you.

His hand reaches out to you, so you lean forward. Your silver mask inches away from the tips of his fingers, you turn your head, your emerald eyes shining in the light that reflected on them.

The chorus starts, and he steps away, turning back to the crowd, that was amazed by the interaction you two had.

You are a star.

The song ends, and Terzo decides to bump in, with a sex talk. He ranted about it, as if sex was his love, life, everything (not like it's not), and made some quite obvious references to you, making the crowd go wild.

The Ritual went well. Song after song, you slowly grew more comfortable in your body. As you and Terzo would show off your obvious something that was going on between you too, you came to lessen up on the regret of joining the Clergy.

Mummy Dust was now to be played. You liked the song, it was hard to not like. But one thing you loved about Mummy Dust was Terzo's signature air thrusts. You enjoyed them a little bit too much. Your tail flicks excitedly as you watch Terzo thrust his hips in the air.

You and him needed to have a talk after the concert.
It was yet another break in the songs, and you had a big question for Terzo.

You trot up to him, and he, not expecting your presence, gets quite the fright seeing your silver mask right next to his face.

"Can I throw guitarpicks at the crowd??" You scream, as if he was deaf and couldnt hear you. Which was kind of true.

"Okay!" He screams back, so you, realizing he's holding the mic the way your little talk can be still heard by the crowd, smile under the mask, only to scream again

"I LOVE YOU" You scream, trotting away. Not having to wait a long more, you get a reply from him, saying he loves you too, followed by an aww from the audience. Which was how he realized the mic was inches from his face. He flipped you off, but you were too interested in throwing guitarpicks.

After a bit of a break, that was unexpectedly long, it was time for another song. It was Monstrance Clock now.

You watched Terzo, hypnotised by him. His voice, and body, and those sexual references, or the way he violated the mic stand. He was so fucking amazing, and you were quite excited for the concert to end, to see what silly business you'd get yourself in with Terzo.

Your mind recalled the events from that day. The day Alpha caught you. You shifted nervously from one leg to another, your body burned for touch. His touch.

But in the middle of the stage, it was impossible to get what you wanted. You look at Terzo, who's staring at you anytime he only could.
You walk up to him, just when the chorus started. His hand reaches out to you, causing your tail to flinch.

You get close enough, to lay your head on his shoulder, lightly rubbing the side of your mask, as he sang the song. The crowd did nearly break the sound barrier, noticing the odd contact between you two.

You hear a few suprised gasps among the people closer to the front of the stage, and that is your cue to back off.

As Terzo sang, two men, who looked identical to Nihil's supposted bodyguards, walk up to Terzo.
You jump back, frightened, and watch in shock as the two men grabbed him, and started dragging him off stage.

The song soon stopped playing, with all the ghouls not playing anymore.
You push your guitar out of the way of your legs, your instinct was to chase after him. Catch him, save him.

But before you could make it backstage, someone grabbed you, and held you back, as you reached your hand out to where Terzo was dragged to.

"Don't chase them!" Alpha's voice cut through the screaming of the crowd, as he held you back. "It's too late!" He let go, motioning you to go back to your place on your stage. You have to obey it.

You back up, tears swollen in your eyes. What did just happen? Did they- No. You knew it, all the way, you had a feeling something would happen.

This was it. And it was their fault. They should've listened to you. Cancelled the show.
You hold back your tears, noticing that before you, two men escorted Nihil to the front of the stage, where Terzo was standing just seconds ago.

It was his fault. His doing.
You'll kill him. You'll make that fucking dick suffer, if he dares to lay a hand on Terzo.

Satan forbid a single hair falls off of his head.

Nihil grabs the mic, his old ass would look so perfect beaten up by you.
He mumbles to the microphone, in a language unknown to you. You could only assume it was italian.

"The party is over. Dark ages have begun!"

It'd be much better if you could atleast have an idea of what that fartass said, but you only knew english, swedish, and a little german, but that came to no use right now.

Maybe he said where or what happened to Terzo? Fuck. In that case, that's your lesson for denying the offer to learn italian.

You grunt, watching as the two men escorted Nihil off the stage.

Is it the end of an era? Is it the end of the band?

What if it's because of you.

As the lights tint away, leaving you only to your decent nocturnal vision, you rush off the stage, where you place your guitar by the wall. Emotions boil inside of you like fire. Your throat aches as you scream in your hands.

With that yell, emotions seem to lessen, but that isn't enough to soothe you.
To be calmed, you need him back. You've been separated from him, your lover. Someone so vital to you.

You warned them, but they didn't listen. It's their fault.

Alpha walks into the room with the rest of the ghouls, you turn to him.

"Are you okay?" He asks, your rage grows stronger.

"I told you! I WARNED YOU!" You yowled, making him step back.

"Calm the fuck down! How was I supposted to know?" He growled.

"Because I fucking told tou! You should've just stopped being an ass!" Tears streamed down your face. "It's your- It's all your fucking fault!" You pounced on him, slamming him at the wall, and hitting him in the chest, screaming in the mental pain that burned through your body.

You cried, as his arms wrapped around you. You felt weak. Robbed of any energy whatsoever.

Why? Why him?
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