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#9, It's A Hard Life.

What the hell was going on? Who was this woman and why hadn't I heard of her before?

"This is Maria, an old friend of mine. Maria, meet Loreen, my girlfriend." Brian introduced the both of us. Meanwhile, my brain was still trying to process what was happening. The woman named Loreen looked at me, scanning me up and down with her eyes. She seemed a bit bitchy in my opinion. "Old friend huh? How come I never met her?" She glanced at Brian again. "We didn't really spoke with each other until recently." He explained but his so called girlfriend didn't seem to fully believe him. "Whatever. Here's your drink. I'm going to check out the rest of this place." She bent down to place one of the cups on the low coffee table and then left.

I stared at Brian in disbelief. "Girlfriend? Are you kidding me? What the hell, Brian? We have been hanging out for quite a period of time now and you can't tell me there wasn't a spark. You and I flirted back and forth, in fact, we went on a freaking date! You were even the one that suggested to call it a date. How could you do this to me?!" I felt a lump forming in my throat and my eyes began to water. "Maria, I wanted to tell you, I just didn't want to break your heart and have us split up again." I didn't believe a word he said and angrily got up. "Maria wait! Don't do this again!" He got up as well and wanted to stop me. "Do what again?! You were the asshole last time!" I yelled, on the edge of crying now. People were looking at us but I didn't care. Without saying another word, I stormed off. Blinded by rage and all the overwhelming emotions, I accidentally bumped into Roger's shoulder. We briefly looked at each other before I ran off.

"Hey Maria! Wait up!" The blond followed me as I rushed through the hallway and made my way upstairs. "Leave me alone!" I cried out and opened the nearest door once I reached the first floor. Apparently it was some guestroom because the bed was made and there wasn't much stuff laying around. I threw myself onto the bed and cried my eyes out. I could hear the door open and I just knew it was Roger. "Hey hey what's the matter?" He sat down on the edge of the bed and made me sit up. I looked at him with my puffy red eyes. "Why did no one tell me Brian had a girlfriend? I thought... Well I don't know what I thought but there was something, okay?! Please tell me you saw it too, tell me I'm not crazy, Roger!" I desperately grasped his shoulders, shaking him. "I.. I don't know. I mean, yeah I guess there was something. The way he smiled at you.. I hadn't seen him like that for quite a while. Not even with Loreen." Roger shrugged.

"Why would he do this to me?" I sniffeled, leaning my head against Roger's shoulder. "I wish I could tell you but I honestly don't know. Hey but.. there are good men out here, you know? Men that are worth your time and wouldn't hurt you. You don't deserve to be hurt, Maria." He wrapped an arm around my shoulder which made me feel surprisingly safe. I turned to him and smiled. Roger was kind, he had helped me get backstage before."A man as nice as you?" He laughed briefly at my question. "Maybe. I'm always going to be here for you, no matter what, anyway. You know that, right?" I nodded. My eyes then fell on his lips. "Roger..." My voice was so soft it was nearly a whisper. "Hm?" He finally took off his sunglasses and tucked them into the pocket of his blouse. He was wearing a dark red Hawaiian shirt, the top buttons loose allowing his chest to be partly exposed. It was kind of attractive. Roger was kind of attractive.

"I have never.... you know... done anything with a boy. But you... you have a lot of experience with those sorts of things, right?" Shyly, I fidgeted with the bottom of my shirt. "Well.... In a way, I do have experience, yes. How so?" He stared at me somewhat vaguely. "Teach me. If it ever comes down to me sleeping with a guy then I don't want to come across as some kind of tinker." I knew that what I was asking was kind of.. random and unexpected. "What?" The drummer stared at me in disbelief. "I can't.. I can't do that, Maria. Look, you're hurt by Brian, I get that but I cannot be some sort of test dummy." He shook his head. "That's not what I meant. You're hot, Roger, and you know it. The girls scream when they see you, don't deny it. Yes, I am indeed heartbroken but.. I want this. I want you to teach me the right way."

He stayed quiet for a minute but then spoke again. "Fine. Just this one time. See it like an one-night stand." I nodded in agreement. Roger then suddenly slid an arm around my waist and pushed me onto the bed. His body was completely hoovering above me now. I let out a gasp, not expecting him to start right away. The scent of his fragrance reached my nostrils with him being so close to me. It was a sweet yet strong smell. Roger brought his face closer. His breath was warm against my skin and his lips reached out for mine. My eyes fluttered shut once I felt a pair of soft gentle lips pressing against my own. One of Roger's hands was underneath my back while he leaned his weight on the other to keep himself from crashing down on me. He broke the kiss and slowly made his way down to my neck. I could feel him placing a trail of wet sloppy kisses down the skin of my neck. A shiver ran down my spine because of the sensation.

"What the fuck?!" Brian's voice suddenly sounded through the room and made Roger pull back in an instant. When did he get here? The guitarist was standing in the doorway with his hand on the handle. He angrily lunged at Roger and started pulling him off me. "What the fuck is wrong with you, mate?! Do you really have to sleep with every gal around here?!" Brian yelled and threw him aside. I sat up, a horrified expression on my face. I didn't know what to do. "Brian! Please don't hurt him!" I screamed, afraid he was going to throw blows at Roger's face. "Just get out... Both of you get out!" He furiously pointed at the door. Although he was angry, his hazel eyes showed nothing but pain and betrayal. It hurt to see him like this but then again.. He hurt me too.