smut; a collection

8

I has just entered the backstage area and was searching for my manager. I looked around, panicked. Where the hell did he go? It was soon my turn to perform but stage fright was getting the best of me and I wanted Rick to be around for a much needed pep talk. I heard approaching footsteps and turned around, thinking he was back.

My mouth opened wide; it was not Rick at all. I was staring in disbelief at the person facing me, and before I was even able to even get a word out, I was held in a tight embrace. I let out a sigh of relief and hugged her back, my arms closing softly around her.

My earpiece buzzed and I started hearing a countdown.

"Celia. Be ready to come in 5."

"I have to go now but umm... I'll see you after okay?"

"You're gonna kill it! You're the best."

I was heading to the scene and took deep breaths. Why did my ex show up to my first concert? How did she even get in backstage and where the fuck was Rick? He was supposed to stop incidents like this from happening. So much for relying on him. Ugh.

I decided to give myself the damn pep talk, I was gonna kill it, just like she said. I was not going to let this encounter ruin my performance. Even though this was the last city in my tour, I had to give it my best till the very end. I flip my hair and stand on the platform that was going to elevate me on stage. Let the show begin !

The lights blinded me for a second and there crowd was getting heated up as soon as I appeared on stage. My heart was beating so fast but I held onto the mic and let my vocal chords do their own thing. I quickly felt at ease and started moving around, acting as if I was dancing alone in my room with no one watching.

I was sitting in the back of the van, Rick apologizing profusely because he had to be with light and sound at the last minute, which explained his absence backstage. I sighed.

"Listen Ricky, I'm not actually mad, but something weird happened."

I let him in on what had happened and watched his eyes grow in confusion. He said he was pretty sure he told security not to let anyone in. He started going on and on about how unsafe that is and that we had to change the whole safety measures, bla, bla, bla...

"I get it, but thank god it was just Vanessa."

"Girl... that was still creepy as hell though."

I silently agreed and we drove home.

When I got there, I noticed that the lights were on and it seemed like someone was inside. I go in and get the worst jump-scare of my whole life.

"SURPRISE"

My friends were all standing in front of me, holding up a cake and smiling. I look around and notice that Vanessa was standing at the back, a bit farther from everyone. Everyone must have noticed that I was staring at her intensely and profusely apologized about bringing her along, but that she was the one who suggested this and that she wanted to congratulate me and have a talk. I sighed, I was too tired for this. But since they all made efforts to decorate the place and throw me a surprise, I decided that I would let it slide for tonight.

"You guys are the best, thank you for everything."

The party got started and everyone was dancing around. I was drained from the concert but somehow felt happy that I had my friends around to cheer me up. I was very grateful. I saw Vanessa lurking around my place, and I decided that it was finally time to take matters into my own hands and resolve everything.