Ashley leads me into a loud club and I groan. "Of fucking course!" I yell and he rolls his eyes. "Shut up, Jackie!" he yells and walks to someone whos taking a round of shots. "Ashy! I was wondering when you would see me again!" the girls yells, throwing herself on him.
He chuckles and pushes her back in her chair. "You still sing, right?" he asks. "No. My band split up a few months ago," she replies. "But you can sing, right?" I ask and she nods slowly.
"Ash, who is she?" the girls asks. "Oh, right. Jackie, this is Rosemary. Rose for short. Rose this is Jackie," he introduces us and Rose gasps. "Oh my god you're the bass player for Riot!" she squealed. "Yeah, I am. Do you want to be the singer? The other one got arrested," I say and she nods.
"Well you have to see if you like my voice first. But how about when I'm sober?" She asks and we nod. "You wanna come home with us?" Ashley asks and she nods, following us out the door on wobbly legs.
***
A few hours later her and Ashley walk from his room. She's wearing one of his sweatshirts and it hangs over her hands and goes past her mid thighs. My ears get hot and I bite my lip. Jinxx pulls me up and excuses us, leading me to his room and shutting his door.
"Why are you so angry? You said you didn't want to be with him," Jinxx says and I shrug. "I just- I don't know, it makes me mad. I'm fucking angry because OF FUCKING COURSE Ashley had to meet a slut who sang good because that's the only people he ever meets!" I yell and Jinxx puts his hands on my shoulders and rests his forehead on mine. "Calm down, Jackie. It's okay. Everyone knows he only meets those people. It's just him. He can still care for you and love you but he can't love you like that because that isn't how he thinks, okay? If she sings good then let her get in,
he says and I nod.
He hugs me and I wrap my legs around his waist, making him chuckle. He picks me up and lets me get comfortable, carrying me to the living room and setting me on the couch. I glare at Ashley when I see him sitting in MY mouch with Rose on his lap. "Alright. Sing," I say and she nods, getting off his lap and singing Unfaithful by Rihanna.
When she finishes I couch awkwardly. "Can you sing a cover of knives and pens? We always preform that one," I say and she nods, starting. When she finishes I nod. "You're good. Tomorrow you'll be introduced to the rest of the band," I say and she nods, sitting back down on Ashley's lap.
My blood boils and I touch my head, wincing. "Are you okay?" Jinxx asks. "Y-yeah. J-just need s-ome water," I whimper and he quickly walks to the kitchen, coming back with a glass of water and handing it to me. I take a sip and it slips from my hands, making me gasp. "S-sorry," I mutter and bend down to pick it up.
The glass cuts ones of my fingers and I look at Jinxx. He bends down and picks it up, throwing it away and coming back with a band aid. I put it on my finger and smile at him. "What's wrong?" he asks and I shake my head. "I-I think it was gonna be a panic attack b-but I think I'm okay now," I sigh and he nods, sitting beside me and pulling me onto his lap.
He kisses my neck softly and I smile, closing my eyes. He picks me up and carries me to his room, shutting the door behind him and setting me on the bed. I grab his pillow and bury my head in it, crying.
"Hey, heye, hey, what's wrong, Jackie?" he asks and I shrug. "I-I-I d-don't know," I whimper and he sits beside me, rubbing my back. I start calming down and look at him, seeing him smile sympathetically. He wipes a tear off my cheek and walks to the bathroom, coming back with makeup remover.
I grab it and take my makeup off, handing it back to him and wiping my nose. "Baby, you wanna change into something comfortable?" he asks and I nod. He gets one of his hoodies and hands it to me.
"Turn around," I whisper and he nods. He faces the wall and I stip down to my panties and pull the hoodie on, smiling when I see it goes far down. "Okay, you're good," I say and he turns around, smiling at me. "You're so beautiful," he whispers and I bite my li, hiding a smirk when I see the dent in his pants.
"I'm more than that to you," I whisper and walk towards him, brushing our lips together and smiling when he whimpered quietly. I walked to the bed and sat down criss cross, poking my bottom lip out when he didn't follow.
"Why are you staring at me there?" I ask and he blushes. He sits beside me and I rest my head on his shoulder. "I want you," I whisper, placing my hand on his upper thigh. He takes a shaky breath and looks at me, biting his lip and sitting up, pulling me onto his lap. I stop breathing when I feel his erection against my thigh.
He grabs the zipper on my hoodie and slowly pulls it down, shaking his head. "You're only wearing underwear and my jacket?" he asks and I nod. "It's comfortable," I say and he pulls the hoodie off, tossing it on the floor and staring at my chest. "You're so beautiful," he whispers and I look away. "You are. You're skinny," he says and I smile. "Thank you," I whisper.
"Jackie. . . Are you Anorexic?"
