Don't fight it (Angelo Parente)

Chapter 1

"Pack your shit Sammy, we're leaving" A greeting I woke up to all too often, Masters of Mayhem a band I had started and been with since I was a teen was touring and every day of tour life became hell once Matt and I fought, he was our singer, he also happened to be my boyfriend. 

"Get up, we are all going to breakfast with the other bands. I want to make a good impression, dress nicely" he growled and pulled me up out of bed, I nodded and pushed past him walking towards the bathroom to get ready.

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It wasn't long before 5 different bands were all crowded into the one IHOP and we were all sat at one large table consisting of other tables my band had put together. The five bands that were on this tour were Masters of Mayhem, Vampires Everywhere, Kuza, New Years Day and Motionless In White.

I sat quietly eating my pancakes slowly, I wasn't really in the mood to be around people, let alone this many. Matt glared at me every now and then seeing as he wanted me to make a really good impression but all of them were talking about girls, clothes, music or tour and right now, I just wanted to punch everyone. 

"Hey, which band are you in? are you a merch girl?" Angelo, drummer of Motionless in white asked. I knew who he was since I really loved the band. "I play guitar in Masters of Mayhem" I mumbled.
"Wow, for real, you play lead or rhythm?" he asked and I rolled my eyes earning another glare from Matt. "No, I play lead" I growled "Those are some heavy solo's! how did you learn to-" I sighed and cut him off. "I'm just as good as any guy on this tour, only difference is I have tits and no dick!" I growled. 

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My yelling at Angelo only got me in more trouble with Matt, turns out that being a bitch to other members of bigger bands was in his own words 'Stupid' and 'Harmful to our progress' I sighed and decided to leave breakfast early and set up my stuff in the bus. 

Not half an hour into me arriving at the bus the door opened and I payed no attention, assuming the guys were back. 
"Hey" a voice said opening the curtain of my bunk, Angelo was standing there smiling.
"Hi" I said looking at him confused.
"The guys told me to come tell you they'd be gone for another two hours since they went shopping." he said smiling.
"Okay, why didn't you go?" I asked sitting up and climbing out of my bunk. 
"Didn't feel like it, plus, I wanted to know why you were so mad at me" he stated looking me up and down as I stood up straight.
"Because, all band guys assume I can't do anything coz I'm a girl" I mumbled

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Time had passed and Ange and I began talking, he apologized and I forgave him, he was just about the only person on tour I knew personally beside my band at this point.

I stood up and walked to the mini kitchen to make us both some drinks, I decided Naked Juice would do and I grabbed two cups and began to pour the juice in. Two arms suddenly locked around my waist and pushed me against the counter, I let out a squeal spilling the juice over the front of my shirt.

"What the fuck!" I screamed out and I felt myself freeze up and I felt warm breath against my neck and a whispering in my ear "You really think you can get away with yelling at me like that" I bit my lip hard as I realized what was happening, his hands wondered over my body and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. 
"Ange.. I-" I moaned as his hands got closer to my hips, a sensitive stop on my body. 
I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to wake up, this had to be a dream...