Sisters Of The Moon

Chapter 7

      The tour wasn't easy, at all. The tension was building up like crazy. It was before a show and I was looking for Stevie.

      "Hey Chris, have you seen Stevie?" I asked.

      Christine looked up from her makeup, "Umm, went into Mick's dressing room."

       I walked down the hall and opened the door to see Mick and Stevie half naked together, "What the fuck?"

     Stevie quickly covered herself, "Emily! Please dont te-"

     Christine peaked her head around the corner, her sun glasses slid down her nose. "The fuck?"

    Stevie blushed, "Can we just not talk about it now?"

    I nodded, "Uh yeah, we'll uh leave."

   Christine and I quickly left, "I thought fucking Lindsey was bad." I muttered as we walked down the hall.

  Christine shook her head, "I cant believe her."

   I stopped, "Are you upset?"

   Christine looked at me, "She gets mad at you for kissing Lindsey when she's fucking our drummer and my ex."

   It then dawned on me that they had a fling not too long ago, "Shit I'm sorry, I forgot."

   She shrugged, taking a drag off her cigarette. "Nah, its no big deal. Just stings slightly you know?"

  I nodded, "You angry?"

  We sat down in front of the vanity, I started to apply eye shadow as Christine put on her lipstick. "I dont know, I kind of am. Old feelings and shit right?"

   I nodded putting down my makeup, "Yeah, I get it."

   Let's just say things got really awkward after that, Christine barely talked to Stevie and Mick. Lindsey and I hooked up in closets while Stevie and Mick were in the other ones. Lindsey still didn't know about the relationship and I didn't feel like telling him. Just like I didn't feel like making our relationship public when we just fucked. So we did shows, interviews, and the whole band barely hung out all together.

  I was sitting in the room Stevie and I shared, it was late and I was watching tv, smoking a cigarette.

  The door slowly opened and Stevie quietly walked in, she was in a silk black dress with a red shawl. She stopped when she saw me, "Oh, you're up."

   I sat up in bed, "Shit Steph its 2 in the morning. Where the fuck were you?'

  She blushed and hung up the shawl, "Just out."

  I shot her a glare, "Stephanie, there's no one here we know besides the band."

  She fiddled with the trim of her dress, "I was out with Mick."

  I flicked the ashes off the cigarette, "Are you crazy?"

  Stevie started to slip out of the dress, "But its fun, I haven't had fun since, you know."

  I nodded, "But it hurts Chris."

  Stevie pulled her nightgown over her head, "I know." She sat on the bed next to me, "Its nice though, its like you smoking."

  I took the cigarette out of my mouth, "What?"

  "Emily that hurts you and people around you, but it feels nice doesn't it?"

  I nodded, "Stevie, you're crazy."

  "I know, but I just need it now. Even if it is with Mick." She cringed.

   I giggled, "Yeaahh." I put out my cigarette, laying down in the bed. "Just be careful sweetie."

  
  It was before a show, the girls were getting ready. It was our last show in this city, we had 10 minutes before going on stage and all hell broke loose.

  "What the fuck?" Lindsey yelled from Mick's room.

   I looked over at Stevie, she nervously turned around. Lindsey stormed out of Mick's room, "Next time you take naked pictures of my ex girlfriend why dont you hide them more?" Lindsey echoed throughout the halls.

   I gasped, "Stevie what the hell?"

   She dropped her makeup compact on the floor, shattering it. "Mick, what the hell?"

   Christine stood up, "Wow, thought you had more dignity Steph."

   Stevie ran over to Mick, her platform shoes banging into the floor. "You were not supposed to keep those you fucking sicko!"

   "How long has this shit been going on?" Lindsey interrupted.

   Mick stuttered, "Awhile."

   Stevie slapped him, "4 months, a week after my birthday."

   Mick grinned, "Its been amazing."

   Stevie slapped him again, "It has not, this has hurt."

   "What from his huge cock?" Christine muttered loud enough for us to hear.

   "Shut the fuck up!" Stevie screamed.

   "What was this revenge for me kissing Emily?" Lindsey asked.

   Stevie turned around, "No, it wasn't. You have no idea what I've been through and what's happened to me so dont you start screaming at me about it! Maybe I needed some goofy mindless sex and fun, its more than what you've given me!"

  The stage guy interrupted the fights "Um, we need you guys on the stage in 20 seconds."
 
  I opened Stevie's bag and threw the bag of coke on the table, I poured it out. "Everyone fucking do a line and chill, we need to go on stage and save this shit for later."

  I rolled up a dollar bill and snorted the first line, I handed it to Stevie. Everything was calm for those 10 seconds as we ran on stage, the first song was Go Your Own Way.

  As Lindsey sang the lyrics he glared at Stevie as she backed him up, you could cut the tension with a knife.

   "Loving you isn't the right thing to do." Echoed throughout the stage as Mick pounded on the drums. No one looked at each other only me and Stevie. Mick didn't look at anyone, Christine looked at me, Lindsey looked at no one, and Stevie ignored the three of them.

    The drama was building up and I was in the middle of it.

A/N: This is just a filler chapter, I know its not the best.