Melodie Wright gets the opportunity of a lifetime when she gets an internship at Road Runner Records after graduating college. But what happens when she becomes the object of affection of a black widow and a creature of the night
Flash forward a couple of hours and I'm at my real job. What? Did you think I could afford living in California with just my looks? Boy, don't I wish. I'm actually a bartender at the Whisky a Go Go and I've actually been an opening act a few times as well, for smaller bands of course. Performing is so fun, maybe one day I'll be able to do it professional but for now I'll just leave it to people like my friend Cole and the boys in Motionless. I absolutely cannot wait until Christi and Cole get here! Cole is my absolute best friend from my home town. We met in band in high school and quickly bonded over bands and music and the rest is history. Cole has seen me through my highest of highs and my lowest of lows and I miss them dearly. They're always busy with their band being on tour and plus living on the other side of the country doesn't make our friendship any easier either. The last time I saw Cole before I moved was at a Motionless show and I told them that I will be involved with them one day, and look at me now. I quietly chuckle as I wiped down the bar to get ready for tonight's show. Who's even performing tonight? "Let's see", I say aloud as I walk towards the schedule, "Gina and the Eastern Block are the openers(check them out! She's from Little Miss Nasty aka the opener from the Half God Half Devil Tour),followed by some band called... oh no... does that say... goddamn it.. Falling In Reverse." I say as I let out a sigh and walk away. "Great I get to see my ex that won't leave me the fuck alone", I say as I scoop ice into a bucket, "maybe he won't even notice me, after all my hair was hot pink when I dated him all of 6 months ago." I met the wonderful Ronald Radke when I first started working her almost two years ago while Falling was on the Black Mass Tour with Black Veil Brides. Of course before the show everyone was at the bar taking the traditional preshow shot and I was "lucky" enough to be the one pouring. And not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty attractive and when I found out 2 of my favorite bands were gonna be there that night and I was the one doing prep I might've dressed a little sluttier than usual. I ended up wearing a short sleeve shirt that said "teenage angst" with a v so deep the "n" in "teenage" wasn't there, some black denim short short, a cute pair of kitten thigh highs, my signature combat boots and a black beanie with my glasses. I remember oh so crystal clearly how Ronnie was the first person to arrive at the bar and the last to leave. "What's your name beautiful?", he said as he sat down on a stool after the show. "Melodie", I said giggly and star struck. "Melodie, what a beautiful name for an even more beautiful girl. Ronnie Radke", he said as he took my hand and planted a sweet yet toxic kiss. "I know", I said, "I love your music", I said while Ronnie looked me up and down and bit his lip. "Oh really?", he said slyly, "so tell me kitten, are you a good girl?", I giggled as I wiped the bar making sure to show off my cleavage. "I can be", I said as sexily as I could as I leaned over and wiped a spot in front of him. Ronnie chuckled and said, "do you like bad guys?", "the badder, the better", I said with a grin as I fished out two shot glasses and a bottle of whiskey. "Well here's to good girls and bad guys", Ronnie said with a devilish grin as our glasses clinked and as soon as the glass left my lips Ronnie's lips replaced it and the rest, as they say, is history. He cheated on me numerous times and blamed it on the alcohol which was ironically how we got together. The song Fashionably Late, yea that's about me. The last straw was 6 months ago when I walked him on him, perfectly sober, having sex with not just one girl, but two. I packed up all my shit and left his house in Beverly Hills and moved into my awesome apartment in Oakland to never see him again, well until tonight at least. Fingers crossed he doesn't notice me
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