Lust in the Mosh Pit | A Jared Dines Story

Showtime

            It wasn't that I didn't want to go to a show or that I disliked Carnifex, it just wasn't really my ideal Valentine's Day present. Going to see Marilyn Manson would have been a bit more my style, but I digress. For tonight's attire, I decided to go with some rather tight, black, ripped jeans along with a cut up Chelsea Grin tank top. I knew I wanted to mosh and drink a bit, so heeled combat boots were out of the question tonight. 

        "Alex, are you almost ready? I'm tried of waiting, we've had these tickets on the counter for months!" My impatient boyfriend, Dylan, yelled from the living room. 

       "I'm trying to be! Do you know where my show Toms are?" I called back to him.

       "And why aren't you wearing your combats?" He asked, popping his head into my opened bedroom door. I made a guilty half smile, knowing he hated when I got in pits at shows. "Just don't get your cartilage piercing ripped out this time." He rolled his eyes and threw my nasty ass Toms at me.

      "I'll try  not to." I said sarcastically as I grabbed my keys and headed for the door.

AT THE SHOW

         Thankfully, the venue was only about an hour and fifteen minutes from our small two bedroom and one and a half bath house. The line outside stretched about 80 heads down from the entrance. I lit up a cigarette to pass the time and wrapped one arm around Dylan's waist. He may have been about a foot taller than me, but he was skinny as a rail with hair about four inches passed his shoulders. Our friends often made jokes about us being a lesbian couple which we usually played along with. At 8:00pm, the doors open and nobody wasted time flooding in to get their spots on the floor.

     "Are you kidding me? The first local hasn't even gone on yet, Al." Dylan said in reference to me B-lining for the bar. 

     "Can I get two Yuenglings please?" I asked while sliding over my license to the bartender. Dylan waited out on the floor, being that he still had a few months before he turned 21. The bartender slid back my identification without even looking at it and set down two glasses. 

     "We see you walk in the door and already know your order at this point." The bartender laughed as I tilted my head as a 'thank you.' I walked over and discretely handed Dylan one of the beers. He did more drugs than he drank, but I would never let him go out with me anywhere if he was tripping. 

      As the night went on, Dylan moved to the front of the stage while I stayed towards the back of the crowd. Three bands into the show is when things started to get pretty chaotic. One dude even Tarzan swung himself into the pit from one of the rafters! At this point I was about three shots deep and feeling pretty loose. I was just about to get in on the action when a spotlight landed on someone walking into the pit with their arms raised. He wore a snapback and looked like he was in his mid to late twenties. The crowd yelled and went nuts. From my perspective, it looked as if a bloody sacrifice was about to go down. 

      A voice came over the sound system, "I present to you, Jared Dines!" With that being said, the breakdown hit and everyone unleashed all they could. I jumped in and immediately got socked in the jaw, but kept going. Everyone started spin kicking so I thought, eh, why not? It seemed like a good idea until someone full fledged ripped my pants by kicking me in the ass. 

     "Fuckin' a!" I scream laughed as I darted from the action. I looked to Dylan and saw he wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to anything that had just happened. I was about to get his attention when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see Jared. 

      "My friend has some basketball shorts in the car, if you want to wear them?" He yelled to me over the music. I threw up some approving finger guns and started following him out of the venue. "How is your ass feeling?" He laughed as he lifted the trunk to his friend's car.

    "Pretty wrecked," I laughed, "I'm more upset about losing these jeans though." I sighed, knowing I had wasted 60 dollars. I hopped in the car and changed into the basketball shorts while Jared stood watch. I noticed they had a Rest, Repose logo on them and had an 'oh shit' moment. I stepped out of the car and narrowed my eyes, "You have a YouTube channel right? I saw your videos pop up when I was listening to your band." I immediately realized how awkward this was going to get and had to cover it up, "Not that I'm super into you or anything, I just saw the logo on the shorts and remembered where I knew your face from."

     "Yeah," he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, "I also make videos with my friend Austin for our joint channel. He's actually inside if you want t-" 

     "Damn, you really got nailed didn't you!" The guy I recognized to be Austin said, interrupting Jared.

    "Hell yeah, my dude. Hope you don't mind me borrowing your shorts for the night." I replied, motioning to the basketball shorts. The three of us fell into conversation and ended up talking through Carnifex's set. When I saw people leaving the venue, I felt my phone buzz. I had five missed texts and two missed calls from Dylan. "Fuck.." I said under my breath as I hit the call back button. Jared and Austin quieted down after they saw me lift my phone to my ear.

    "Where are you? I looked around the whole venue, are you okay!?" Dylan yelled panicking over the line.

    "Hey, I'm good. I ripped my pants in the pit so I changed into some basketball shorts and got to talking with some chill dudes. Where are you now?" I asked, looking around.

    "I'm heading to the car, but I invited some people back to our place for an after party. Is that okay? You can invite your friends too to make it even!" He whined, hoping I would be fine with the company. 

    "Yes, that's fine," I rolled my eyes, "meet you at the car in five." I said before hanging up. I turned to Jared and Austin who seemed curious. "It appears that my boyfriend has opened up our place for an after party. We live about an hour from here if you guys are interested? We have a small pool, drinks, guitar hero..." I looked at them quizzically. Austin and Jared shared a glance during which Austin shrugged. "I'll take that as a yes then." I laughed, pulling up the directions for them to take a picture of.

     "If you just text it to me, it'll be easier.." Jared said slipping my phone out of my hand. 

    "Oh, uh, yeah that works too." I laughed nervously. I took my phone back and turned to head to the car. "See you guys there!" I yelled to them, looking over my shoulder, only to find them already looking my way.

A/N: Yo, I probably won't keep updating this unless someone actually WANTS me to update it. So just let me know in the comments??