Band Oneshots (Open Requests)

My Best Friend's New Bitch

Band Member:Chris Motionless/Ricky Horror
Warnings:Smut!!! (I honestly did not plan Smut when I started writing this! Sorry not sorry!)

My best friend and roommate , Chris Motionless of Motionless in White, was due home from tour tomorrow. I was so excited. I loved Chris but, I knew to him I would always be like his little sister. I had just layed down in my warm, comfy bed and started wishing Chris were here to cuddle and watch a movie, like we did every Saturday he was home, when my phone started ringing. I automatically recognized Chris's ringtone and answered. "Hey, Chrissy! Wazzup?" I asked enthusiastically. I loved hearing him chuckle softly at my goofiness. "Guess what, Sis!" he replied. "What?" I was kinda scared. What if something happened? What if he couldn't be home? But he was happy. Suddenly, I thought of something that made me sick to even suggest. What if he was happy he didn't have to come home and see me?

"I got a new girlfriend!" Chris answered. "Oh... that's awesome!" I said trying to hide the pain in my voice but, I couldn't hide anything from Chris. "Sissy? Are you OK?" he asked. His voice was thick with concern. "I'm fine, bro. Just happy for you." I lied. "Oh, good. Well, Ricky and Ghost want me to go out with them so I'll see you tomorrow night, Sis." "OK. Bye,Chris." I hung up on him, rolled over clutching my pillow, and cried myself to sleep.

The next morning I woke up around 10. Chris wouldn't be home til around 7PM. I walked into his room in what I wore to bed (Just a Tank and Underwear), rummaged through Chris's closet, and pulled one of his Motionless in White tees off it's hanger. I slipped it on inhaling his scent. No matter how many times I washed his shirts they always smelled like him. I loved it. He never minded me stealing his clothes. We'd been best friends since high school in Scranton and we'd been inseparable since. I'd gone on tour with him for small periods of time a few times.

I smiled at the photo on his bedside table. After my first tour with the band on my last day we took a pic where the boys held me up. I'm pretty short so, Chris held my top half, Ricky held my midsection, and Ghost held my legs. Balz and Ryan are kneeling in front of me. I missed them all. I had spent almost a total of a year all together on tour with them and they all loved me. Chris would probably take his girlfriend on tour with him now instead of me.

Around 6PM I decided to get dressed. I kept Chris's shirt, pulled on my favorite ripped skinny jeans, my spiked combat boots, and a beanie I'd stolen from Ricky on my last tour. Just as I had settled on our couch and started absentmindedly flipping through channels I heard the door open. "Chris!!!" I yelled as I ran into his open arms. He caught me and held me close to his chest as I breathed in the smell of him. The moment was ruined when I caught a glimpse of the bleached blonde behind him through his curtain of dark locks. I released my grip on his neck and he sat me back on the floor. I was so short I only reached his chest.

"Sis, this is Amber." Chris said as he wrapped his arm around the skinny blonde's bare shoulders. I could barely disguise my shock. She wore a pink tube top and a pink skirt I wouldn't even call a skirt. It was more of underwear with a bit of fringe to be honest. Her matching pink heels gave her the perfect pornstar look. 'She's not his type. She must be a good fuck.' I thought to myself. Against my better judgement I decided I would give her a fair chance. 'Maybe she has a good personality.' I thought as Chris gave her a tour of our small house. The dirty look she gave me every time we made eye contact suggested otherwise.

I decided I should get out of the house before I asked her what the fuck her problem was. Hell, maybe I'll get some answers. "Chris, I'm going to Ricky's!" I called as I closed the door behind me.