Bed of Roses-A Bon Jovi Fanfiction-

The Concert.

-Matrix

I walked through the rows and rows of white, plastic seats that filled the stadium. I was seated in the first row in the mosh pit section. my seat was positioned right in front of Jon's mic and David's pianos. 'Best view in the stadium' I said to myself. I sat down on my surprisingly comfortable, blue Bon Jovi tour seat which I would later try to smuggle out, get caught and then bribe my way to victory.

People began to file in slowly. my seat was second from the isle with an empty seat on either side of me. soon all the lights dimmed and Kid Rock -my second favourite band- appeared on stage.

The seats on either side of me were now occupied by a man each. both with drinks in their hands. I cringed as the amber liquid sloshed around and spilled out if the plastic cups they were holding.

I cheered and screamed for Kid Rock. I even sang a few songs.

At intermission, I checked my phone, trying to ignore the fact that the guys either side of me were drunk as hell and were singing shitty beer songs.

When the lights dimmed again I cried out and screamed with joy. Jon, Ritchie, David and Tico filed onto the stage. I screamed with all my might and Jon bent down to high-five me. I smiled and jumped up an down. Tico gave me a thumbs up, Ritchie waved and David smiled happily down at me. I guess he loved being on stage and playing music. I screamed loudly over and over.

Half of the concert finished before I knew it. they had sung all my favourite songs including: "Bed of Roses.", "Keep the faith." and "Wanted: Dead or Alive." The night was almost over. My phone read 12:30 am.

They began singing "In These Arms." and I sang with them. I was suddenly aware of the two different hands resting on my waist. The drunken men were a little too close for comfort and I noticed how David was death glaring them down from the piano. I prayed their hands off from around my waist and shove them back into their seats.

"KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS TO YOURSELF!" I shouted over the music.

After that they didn't touch me for the rest of the concert. I saw David smiling down at me with a sexy, sexy smile. ........... You heard NOTHING!

The lights turned off. it was time to see if we were worthy of an encore. Around me everyone was screaming and cheering. I joined them yelling till Jon, Ritchie, David and Tico came out again. They began singing "Liven' on a Prayer." an I creamed the words till my throat was raw.

The band stood on stage and bowed an threw their fists into the air. Then they did a quick lap around the stage and high-five people. I got a high-five from all four of them.

As soon as that was over the lights went out till Bon Jovi exited the stage. Then they lit up again to allow our departure.

I folded up the chair and ran into the crowd crying 'tour manager, let me through!' te crowd parted and I scrambled over a few plastic cups and bolted chair-in-hand to the elevator.

I practically punched the down button and then jumped up an down continuously till the elevator arrived.

It arrived with a 'bing' and I jumped into the empty elevator. I pressed the 'B' for basement and waited very impatiently till it stopped.

The doors opened and two burly men with security passes stood before me.

"Shit!" I said in my head.

"Can we at least talk about this?" I asked while slowly walking backwards. I fumbled for my wallet and pulled out a $50 note and thrusted it at them. I pulled out another $50. This seemed to get their attention. I glanced down at my wallet.

"Shit!" I was all out I notes...unless. No, I couldn't! I wouldn't! The green were so hard to come by.

I -with a shaking hand- produced a $100 note. The men took the money and left without another word. I wailed in my head "NOOOO! MY PRECIOUS!"

Then I smiled wickedly as I realised I was still holding the chair. I ran again just realising something.

My phone read 1:00 am. The next -and last- train home was leaving at 1:05 and if I didn't make it...well... I'll be looking forward to walking 40k's home.

Just as I got to the station the 1:05 am train pulled out of the station. I checked my phone, 1:07 am. The train couldn't waist 30 seconds more?

I sighed and turned around and began my walk home.