Everyone deals with pain in different ways. Jacob turned to drugs, Tahoe turned to sex, and I turned to music. I wrote, day in and day out. All of my emotions came out on paper in the form of a song, I was writing about 3 songs a day trying to get rid of the pain. We all had our own ways to deal with the pain, even though we didn’t agree with each other’s methods, we understood them. We had lost our shot at fame, and 2 people that meant the world to us. All because of our love for the treble clef.
A year had gone by and we had all managed to mask the pain o much, that we didn’t even feel it anymore. It felt like we had moved on. Life felt good again, but we were still missing the excitement, the rush of entertaining people. So we decided that every weekend we would take trip to a new beach on the east coast and skateboard and surf until we’ve hit them all. It was great, we’d skate in the morning, and surf in the afternoons, then in the evening we’d throw a huge party on the beach and everyone was invited. We were becoming famous again, we’d play and sing for the people at the parties and take any girl we wanted back to our hotel room. After so long there was barely anyone was barely anyone on the east coast who hadn’t heard of us. We were kings in our own minds, no one could touch us. But me, I still wanted more, more fame, more women, more everything. Emily had left a void in me and I was only trying to fill it.
One weekend we went to Wrightsville Beach in North Carolina. The only thing on any of our minds that weekend was sex. We didn’t care if we skated or surfed, we just wanted to get laid…a lot. We had a rough week at school and we needed to let it out. We got lucky, because it just so happened that on that particular weekend, some rich girl was having her sweet 16 at the exact same hotel we were staying at. 52 high school girls, swimming, playing and sleeping in the same building as us, it was our preview to college life.
I went In with plans of fucking no less than 3 girls that weekend. But all of a sudden, one girl caught my eye. She was about 5’4, with long beautiful hair it was obvious that she was Hawaiian. She had slightly thick thighs and a slim midsection, but she was very busty. But I was trapped when she turned to me and revealed her beautiful gray eyes. The type that look transparent almost, and they never seem to look at you, but through you. My heart began to pound so hard as she came toward me. Her smile grew the closer she came to me, and it only caused my heart to pound faster. I frantically searched my pocket to make sure I had my asthma inhaler in case things got too intense for me. “Oh my gosh, you’re Max Straight!” she said. I was stunned someone as amazing as her knew who I was, up until then all the girls who recognized us were just simple or sexy, one night stand type girls. None were the beautiful loving type. However because I was semi famous I had to keep my cool .”You’ve heard me I see” I said it like I was some big time celeb like Tom Cruise or the Rock. “Yes my dad owns one of the night clubs you guys performed in last year. You guys are awesome” I smiled and said, “why didn’t you come talk to us? I’d never forget a face like yours. What’s your name?” She smiled and giggled, “I’m Brianna” She said with a smile. “So how come you guys stopped playing music? I miss you guys.” I paused and stared off into the distance, there were so many girls and people shouting in that quiet lobby, I didn’t even notice that a tear began falling from my face. She grabbed my hand and said “You look like you have something you need to get off your chest, do you want to go some place quieter?” She was so kind, so loving, so beautiful. She was the type of girl who could become my best friend, or even a lover. But it was more complicated than that. Before I could answer she pulled my hand and walked me outside.
We approached a midnight blue Bentley with chrome accents and white walled tires. It was one of the sexiest cars I’d ever seen. “Who’s car is this?” I asked. “Mine” she giggled. “It was a birthday present, I only got it because I liked the color.” My mind was blown, this girl had money. No to sound like a gold digger but she was perfect. We got in the car and I just immediately opened up to her. I told her everything and she told me things as well. We talked for hours as if we were long lost friends who had been reunited. It was 2 am by the time we had run out of things to talk about, but our mouths were still at work, after just a moment of starring, our lips crashed into each other like symbols in a symphony adding emphasis to the music.
After 10 min of tongue kissing we went up to my room, as we kissed we removed each other’s clothes. She was such a loving person, she felt bad for me and she wanted to take my mind off the pain. We were both naked in a matter of seconds, she pushed me on the bed and climbed on top off me. My mind went back to the night Emily and I made love, I had to fight to keep tears from coming to my eyes. But Brianna still saw it, she whispered in my ear ‘It’s ok, tonight let it all out.” She began licking all the way down my body until she reached my d!ck. She stroked it with her hand until it was fully solid. She planted light kisses around the tip, ugh her lips were so soft. I closed my eyes and just as all I saw was darkness, I felt the cool sensation of tongue sliding up and down my fully erected pen1s, the more I moaned the more it motivated her. But after so long I had to stop her. I wanted to please her as well. I stood up and removed her bra. Her b00bs were perfect, I began to suck them, I could feel her n1pples hardening in my mouth. It was so amazing. She dropped her underwear and I picked her up and wrapped her thick amazing thighs around my waste. I poured into her with strokes like a master violinist making sweet music with every thrust of his wand on his majestic strings. Her moans were good, but they weren’t enough to keep my memories from crowding my head. I slammed her against the wall, and my thrusts began getting stronger and stronger she was screaming at this point and clawing my back. I was being too rough for her, but my mind was off thinking about Emily, I pounded Brianna so hard. Every thrust was as a drummer beating his hardest to make the loudest sound come out. I fvcked my pain out on her. But she was so loving and caring, she let me do it, she didn’t care if it hurt, she knew I needed to let it out. I could hear the banging on our door from disturbed hotel guest. But I coukdn’t stop, I was in auto pilot as tears began to fall from my face. Brianna was so sweet that even through the pain she managed to reach up and wipe the tears from my face from time to time.
I pulled out and laid her on the bed. “Sorry, I have no idea what came over me.” I walked to window, we had gone so long the sun was coming up. I stared out the window and watched the beautiful sunrise over the beach. Things were quiet but finally she said “You still love her don’t you?”
I didn’t answer. “Max please talk to me, I want to be with you. But I understand your feelings. If you want we could just be really good friends. You have unresolved stress, and I help you get rid of it. You need me In your life one way or another you know that.” I turned to her, she was so beautiful and so right. I needed her, but I couldn’t tell her that. Not at that moment. I grabbed my surf board and proceeded to leave. “I need to go for a surf.”
I only surfed for about 20 min. and I came back to the hotel to tell Brianna that I wanted to go forward being more than just friends, but she would have to sacrifice because my love for the treble clef was greater than it could be with any girl now that my heart had been destroyed. But when I opened the door to my room, she was gone. I looked out the window and her car was no where to be found. I would never see Brianna again. But that’s what happens when you love the treble clef, you lose things that are good for you, and you can never get them back. But it was what it was, I had to move on
~End of Part 4~
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Treble Clef
ChickLitA young musician recalls his life story and the pain he' had, the things he's done, and the friends he's lost on the road to fame. The life of a musician isn't what it seems... *Warning this story has a few explicit sex scenes*
