“Do we need to tell the bitch before we let coconut in on this?” Dustin asks every eye in the room on Carter.
“No this is anything to do with her this is up to the band we are the band. But could you stop calling her a bitch asshole she is my girlfriend you know.” I know the guys hate Amanda I can even understand the reason why. She is a bitch most of the time, but she has to be when she is the ‘PR” person for the Tyrants. She has to deal with these jack asses always getting into trouble plus all the groupies her life isn’t easy. I have been with Amanda for a year now I’m not in love with her and she’s not in love with me. Her job comes before anything else which works out fine for me. I’m not looking to fall in love with anyone but I like being with only one person. I grew tired of all the groupies after a while. I needed a little stability in my life and I found that in Amanda. We share a home together back in L.A she does her thing and I do mine but at the end of the day it’s her I go home to. Same thing goes for her so the relationship works for the both of us. But as I’m looking at the girl I’ve dreamt about for the last seven years the girl one of our number one hit songs is written about, I know I’m going to be ending thing s with Amanda.
“Fuck her song ended. What the hell do we do now?” Dustin questions looking like he’s about to puke.
“Would you calm the fuck down we will all go out there and introduce ourselves and tell her she made it.” I tell Dustin I see the way the guys are all watching her I know each one of them is thinking about fucking her. I’m not even going to waste my time telling them to stay away from her they will find out so enough. she is going to be mine. Hell she’s been mine for the last seven years. I can’t help but wonder if she is nerves about the chance of seeing me again after all these years. Hell I might even make her wait and pretend I don’t remember her for a while just to torment her. The way she has tormented me for the last seven years I’ve spent dreaming about a ghost.
“Fuck lets go then I’m ready to meet coconut. But bro I got ‘a tell ya… I’m mighty happy your ass is married to that bitch right now.” Kyle declares. He Pat’s me on the back as he passes heading towards the door.
“Fuck you Wildman you know we aren’t married so don’t even try that shit on me.” I respond using Kyle’s nickname. We all have nick names our fans labeled us with throughout the years but we rarely refer to each other by them unless we are trying to be a smart ass which I am.
“Fuck you man if you are going to act like that.”
“Whatever asshole.” I say flipping him off.
We all make our way out the door and head towards my dream girl. Fuck I’m getting butterflies in my stomach. God I am acting like such a pussy. The closer we get to her the more I’m beginning to believe I’m going to puke. I have to get it myself under control. When we are standing in front of her I can’t speak I listen as the guys tell her she has made it and is the newest member to our band if she wants it. I watch as she squeals jumping up and down in excitement. I keep waiting on her to look at me and tell me her and I have met before. All the guys introduce themselves to her drooling the whole time. They have each taken flirting to an all new high. Each one of them vying for her attention until all of a sudden her deep mesmerizing eyes the eyes that’s haunted me for the last seven years turns and latches on me she smiles at me holding her hand out for me to shake as she tell me her name is Emmie. Two things hit me at once. First being after seven years I finally know her name and the name is as beautiful as she is. It fits her perfectly I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. The next thing I notice is there is excitement in her eyes over landing the gig with the band. But that is all there is in her eyes. She is not looking at me with any recognition at all. She doesn’t know who I am. I have spent the last seven years of my fucking life dreaming about this chick I’ve written song after song about her and she doesn’t even remember who I am.
I feel it before it happens my stomach is churning sweat is breaking out on my forehead my legs are about to give out on me. I go to hold my hand out to take hers praying my voice holds out long enough for me to get my name out. Except when I open my mouth to speak it’s not words that come out. Everything seem to happen in slow motion I see the look of horror cross her face she tries to jump back but there’s not enough time I hear screaming and cussing all around me. I have never up chucked so much in my entire life. It’s like everything I’ve eaten in the last month chose this moment to come up. And it chose to come up all over my dream girl. I am projectile vomiting straight at her. I can’t stop. One of the guys pulls her stunned shocked body from my line of fire. Which is still springing from my body with machine gun speed I am mortified.
“Holy fuck” Screams Justin and Kyle at the same time with a wild eyed expression crossing their faces as they both jump back trying to escape any splash backs.
“Oh my god I’ve seen this shit happen on TV but I never thought I’d see it in real life.” screams Dani jumping up and down screaming and laughing at the same time.
“Fuck Carter turn around” yells Dustin “Emmie come on sweetheart get out from in front of him” Dustin takes her by the shoulders pulling her from Carters line of fire.
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ROCKER CHICK
RomanceEmmie had to drop out of college and her all girl band at the end of her first year. All due to one drunken mistake she made at a party one night. She ended up having to move back home with her dad which is the MC of the local chapter of the Chosen...
