[Nikki's POV]
I got back up properly, and continued to play. Holy shit! I thought and glanced over at Jeremy. He looked confused and I nodded backstage, subtly toward The Undead. He turned to look at them and quickly turned to me with his jaw dropped. I nodded, smirking and refocused on playing. This was the last song anyways, so we'd be backstage before we knew it.
And we were. As we walked behind, Jeremy had a fangirl moment. "Hey Jeremy?" "Yeah?!" He replied excitedly and I hit him in the back of the head. "Calm it down, Nikki! What was that for?" Ash said from behind us. "He deserved it." I said as I pulled a cigarette out of the packet that was previously in my back pocket and walked ahead of them.
"Sasssyy Nikki!" Someone from The Undead, who I assumed was Austin, commented as I walked backstage. I bowed and he laughed. "I'm Austin," I knew it! "I play drums for The Undead." I nodded. "I'm aware, good band. Haven't listened too much but Jeremy-" I pointed to him. "- he loves you guys. Total fangirl." He smiled. "That's nice, on our bus, if you don't like New Year's Day, Riot will kick you out!" He laughed. "Wow.. why's she nicknamed Riot?" I asked. He chuckled and answered my question. "Just between you and I, she is nicknamed Riot because she's bipolar, and very insane when she lets the music take over, and we had this one dude come up to us and say to her after one of our first ever concerts, "Hey you, singer chick, I'd think your name is Riot, seeing as you almost caused a riot just by yourself." So we took that as a compliment and used it as a joke against her and here we are."
I laughed. "It's not really between just us, I can feel Jeremy breathing heavily behind me." "Shhh!!" I heard him from behind. Nick then came up and said hi, along with Ash and Tyler. "Where's the rest of your band, Austin?" Questioned Nick. Austin pointed behind him and turned around. "Yo, guys c'mon and say hi!!" They then walked over and introduced themselves, Steven, August and Anthony. "Where's Riot?" Jeremy asked after talking to them for a minute. "I don't know actually.." Austin replied. "Shit we're down a singer!" Steven panicked. A small giggle could be heard. "Riooott??" The giggle got slightly louder.
I thought it was adorable and clearly everyone else did by their expressions. Steven went around and searched. He then opened a curtain and there was a petite girl, although tall, she had a small frame, she had purple hair that had blue at the ends, her face was covered by her hair.
Jeremy was in awe. Tyler looked shocked. Ashley was smiling and so was Nick, and I. Well, I was also in awe as well being totally honest.
She moved some hair from her face. And holy fuck she was hot. "C'mon honey, let's get you down from there," Steven said and grabbed her hand. She nodded and cooperated. Their manager, I assumed, walked up and told them they're on next. "Thanks, Augustus," August said, and she bent down to tie her shoes. Steven went to check his paint, to see if it looked okay and if he needed to adjust it. Nick seemed to want to talk to Steven. Jeremy was talking to August as she tied her shoes. "I love your guitar, it's awesome!" He complimented her. She mouth popped and flipped her hair, jumping up. "Ugh I know! Thanks!" She winked at him and he went slightly pink.
Riot was standing beside August and occasionally giggling at her friends jokes. I wanted to talk to her, although I knew she wouldn't talk back. I wanted to know her past, alas, she would never tell me. I wanted to hear her laugh fully, and to her voice. Unfortunately, I never would. "Hey, I'm Nikki Misery," I said to her. She smiled and made eye contact with me, nodding. She then held up her phone and pressed the on button. Her lock screen was me. I felt special. "Awe thanks, I can't wait to see you preform." She then opened her phone and went into one of the apps I was unaware of. She then held it up to show me.
It was the notepad, and she had written something in it. It read, "thanks nikki, i really enjoyed your set. and i love your music!" with a heart emoji at the end. I smiled. "That's nice to know-" I was cut off by Steven calling her name, saying they're on in one minute. I frowned and so did she. "I guess, I'll talk to you later?" I said. She nodded and waved. Then walked over to her band as the other one finished their set.
I watched them as they walked onstage. They waved at the crowd and took her places at the instruments and microphones as they crowd cheered.
They started playing and Isaac pulled me out before she started singing. "What the fuck, dude?" I questioned him. "Give me your guitar, I'll put it away." And I then realized I still had my guitar around me. I nodded and took it off. I wanted to leave but he dragged on the conversation. "How are you?" He asked me. "Good." I retorted, trying not to seem bored. "Whatcha doin'?" I wish I was a wizard so I could put a 'shut the fuck up' spell on him. "Just gonna watch The Undead's set." I told him truthfully. "Oh shit, sorry man. Go ahead, I'll see you at the bus later." "Thanks, it's okay don't worry about it," He nodded. "Bye, have fun!" I nodded and waved.
I ran back to the backstage area. "Hey dude, where were you?" Jeremy asked. They just finished their first song. Fuck, I wanted to hear Riot. "Just with Isaac, he just brought my guitar back." I said. "Oh, okay." I nodded and we both shut up as they started the next song. It was a cover of Whore, by Get Scared.
And then Riot began singing.
"Up to your neck in shit, like a plague worth spread, there's no getting over it!" She sang, sounding like a mixture of her dad, Kurt and Marilyn Manson. And it was amazing. She made odd faces, much like an asylum inmate. Or myself.
She shook her head. "You better bite your tongue, cover up your tracks.." And then she burst. "You know you're down to get fucked!!" She screamed that part.
Holy fuck.
written: 18th of july
published: 07th of august
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nikki misery : save myself from me
FanfictionNikki was getting ready for a second warped tour with his band, New Years Day. He looked up all the bands he didn't know much about, and found one he had heard about but never fully listened to them or looked them up. The Undead. they had five membe...