Gwendolyn

Chapter 11 : Your Kiss

Chapter 11 :

Gwen's POV :

I could hear the crowd, but I couldn't see them. The stage and audience were pitch black. I could hear them chanting and screaming, waiting excitedly in the dark. To my surprise, they were chanting my band's name. I didn't realize anyone would know who we are. I could feel my heart pounding. The sound of the crowd started to fade. I was freaking out. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Alex. She gave it a squeeze and felt her way to her starting spot. It was time. Mark hit that first note. I felt the fog machines kick in and the crowd losing their shit.

"Houston!" I shouted into the mic, talking over the chord Mark held. They still couldn't see me, but they knew we were starting. "Are you ready to make some fucking noise??" The crowd roared in response. That was our signal. The stage lights flashed on and we slipped into our first song. My nerves went away, instantly. Electricity filled my veins. This feeling was amazing. Everything felt so natural.

We rocked our set. It was time for us to give up the stage. "Are you guys ready..." I panted into the mic. I was out of breathe from rocking the last song we played. "For Black Veil Fucking Brides???" They screamed. I ran off the stage as it went dark. I was so full of energy. How in the world was I going to sleep, tonight??

"Hey!" Jake found me in the dimly lit backstage area. "You did amaszing."

I was so full of energy and words and sentences and thoughts that I couldn't even think of one thing to say. He had to get on stage pretty soon, though. Tech crew was almost finished switching the sets. He just pulled me in for a big hug and kissed the top of my head. I was surprised by this, but I didn't want him to let go. "Jake..." I pulled away just enough to look at him. "Good luck." I knew he didn't need it, but I didn't know what to say. There were so many feelings rushing through me right now. So many thoughts. And before I could do anything else, He leaned down and kissed me. The moment his lips met mine, I felt more alive than ever. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I had never felt like this. Maybe it was the adrenaline and excitement from the show. But when we collided, it felt so perfect. I wasn't ready for him to pull away. He smiled at me before running on stage.

"I.. What.." I caught my breath and tried to process what just happened. I heard their set start up, but all I could think about was what had just happened. Was he just excited for the show?? I looked around to see if anyone else had seen. But I couldn't be sure. I sat there way too long just thinking about it.

Jake's POV :

I couldn't believe I had done that. I kissed Gwen before I went on stage. The way I act around her... I don't know why I do what I do. I feel so different with her. I never would have just kissed someone like that before. But with her... I just went for it. It lit me up for the show and inspired me. It was an amazing performance. I couldn't wait to get off stage to see her again, though. I know that no one else was around, when it happened. So I have some time for her and I to figure things out.
I think I'm falling, and falling hard. She's an angel, and she's dragging my heart around with her.

We finished up our last song of the night. My ears were ringing from the show. I ran off stage to look for Gwen. She wasn't on the side where I left her. So where was she??

I saw her bassist, Alex, in the hallway. "Have you seen Gwen??"

She just shrugged. "Did you check the dressing rooms yet? I know she walked out a few minutes ago."

"No. Thanks, though." I ran off to Psyched's dressing room to see if she was there. I knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" I heard her quietly ask through the door.

"Me. It's Jake."

I heard the door click open. "Come on in, me."

I walked in, excited to see her. But she just shuffled to the couch. She was upset. Oh, fuck. Is it because of what I did? I knew I should've slowed down. I shouldn't have kissed her.

"What's wrong? I'm sorry if I-"

"No." She cut me off. "It wasn't you. I just. I got a phone call." She stared at her phone that was set face down on the vanity.

"Oh..." I sat down next to her. "Want to talk about it, maybe? I know I'm not much for words, but... I can listen." I put a hand on hers.

Gwen just stared at the floor. "My mom called." I knew she had issues with her mother, but not he full extent. "She said she went to my house and I wasn't there. Which didn't make any sense. She hasn't tried to see me since I was 18 and lived with her." She kept her eyes glued to the floor like she was expecting it to open up and swallow her whole.

"Why hasn't she treid to talk to you?" She was about to open up to me, again. I tried treading lightly.

Gwen just laughed, tears welling up in her soft brown eyes. "She hates me. I don't remember her ever saying she loved me. Or one kind word from her, for that matter." She put her head in her hands. "I would have preferred silence and the hateful words to what she did to me, though."

I lremoved my hand from hers, but only to put it around her shoulder, drawing her in. "Have you ever talked to anyone about this, before?" She shook her head. "I think, maybe, you should... I know it's hard, but you can only get better if if comes out. I'm willing to be here for you..." I tried my best to be comforting.

"Thanks, Jake." She leaned her head on my shoulder. "I don't know if I can do it yet, but I do trust you. Its... Strange. I haven't trusted anyone in a long time. And my mother... She was just trying to get to me. I know that. She knows I have something good, now, and wantts to watch it die. She just makes me feel so worthless."

I had no idea what to say, except to reassure her. "You're not worthless." I lifted her chin with two fingeres, so she was looking me in the eye, now. "You're a strong, wonderful woman who has so much to offer the world. And some day, you will see that. I can't be your saviour, but I will be there for you whenever you need someone. That, I can promise." She just stared at me, assessing what I had just said. We sat there in silence for a little while, her just thinking, and me, watching her think.

Finally, she broke the silence. "Jake. About before... I. Why. Why did you kiss me?"

"It just felt right. I'm sorry if you didn't want that." Shit. Did I fuck up my chances?

"No! That's not what I'm saying. I just don't want to fall into something I shouldn't. I don't want to take the wrong ideas away... I just wanted to make sure." I couldn't read what her face was trying to tell me. She looked scared, but happy. It was a very confusing mix. But then, her eyes trailed from my own down my face, to my lips.

She bit her lip, not thinking I would notice. But, how could I miss a thing on that perfect face. I leaned down, so our lips were practically touching. "I want this. And I want you, Ms. Schett." I whispered. I wanted to make my intentions clear. "I do not mean to hurt you. I have only the purest intentions." Well... In regards to her heart.

Her breath quickened. Her hand slid up my chest to my shirt collar, where she took hold. "I..." She trailed off. She didn't have to say anything, though. She finished her sentence by closing the minuscule gap between us, kissing me, and kissing hard. There was so much passion. Her lips parted and allowed the smallest amount of tongue to slip out. I had both of my arms around her, now. It felt so right. So perfect. Just like her. She was my little angel. And soon, I would find a way to let her know that I was serious. But, for now, I just enjoyed this little moment.