TWO (Iselen POV)

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Dear readers: please, press play on that video up there and enjoy the girl power, you won't regret it. 


"Is this your first concert from backstage?" Vincent asks frowning in disbelief when I nod firmly. "I thought you worked for a music magazine..."

"Cultural, it's a cultural magazine and I'm in charge of opera, classic music concerts, theatre plays..."

"Really? Why didn't Vanessa send the journalist in charge of rock and roll bands?"

"Because he's an arrogant asshole with a small dick and Ruby would kick his ass less than five minutes after getting introduced to him." Vincent nods confirming my assumption while we wait near the staircase that leads to the stage.

The truth is that the first day with the Hard Fucking Death Core band wasn't that bad after the first impression in the dressing room. Someone called the girls for the sound check and I soon understood that, no matter how much liquor or drugs they take, if they're sleep deprived or exhausted, they all do their job on time. Each and every one of them love music, their faces glow when they jump to the stage and grab their instruments, they work well together when they play like they're communicating on a spiritual level, their energy flows in the atmosphere and the whole staff around them dances and sings too while checking lights, sound, screens or whatever special effect they've decided to add to the show. Although Ruby prefers to keep it simple, her music is good, lyrics make sense and her charisma hypnotizes her fans... they don't need a big show to sell out their tickets.

We went back to the hotel while Lzzy and Zu explained me their usual routine before a concert, getting dressed and doing their makeup, of course, but they always spend some quiet minutes alone all together, focusing on... and that's what's happening right now. They didn't even let me in the dressing room with them although I must be stuck to their pretty asses all day long to do my job... Well, to be honest they barely know me and don't trust me, Taylor is still cautious around me and Mads is friendly but she keeps a distance, concerning Ruby... she ignores me most of the time but sometimes I feel she's watching me closely, monitoring my movements like I'm some kind of mystery she must solve. We had dinner together, the girls and their manager but also some light and sound techs that are staying in the same hotel and, even if we went to bed late, I didn't see anything weird or shocking apart from a lot of liquor and some weed but nothing like the wild parties everybody talks about. I wonder if that's just a publicity stunt... They woke up late and stayed in their rooms while I was standing in the middle of the corridor, hesitating because I didn't want to knock on the doors and disturb them even when I heard some guitar music on the other side of the walls.

"Five minutes!" Someone yells in the dark and everybody runs to their positions. We arrived to the stadium more than one hour ago and the girls got dressed and did their makeup while drinking beer and smoking, having fun and laughing at Mads spicy jokes carelessly... I didn't see anything weird or offensive. Leather pants are so tight that look like a second skin on their thighs, their ripped T-shirts display their tattoos, biker boots are mixed with stratospheric stilettos, Zu has five drumsticks ready and some extra gloves just in case, Ruby has three guitars on the stage: her Gibson Black Beauty, an old Fender Stratocaster and a state-of-the-art Gibson Les Paul Robot. Everything is ready and we're all waiting for them while more than 80,000 people are out there screaming, singing and getting impatient. Vincent allowed me to poke my head out and I freaked out, watching all those people from the stage... you have to be really brave to go up there and sing while the audience has their eyes on you and judge you; I wouldn't be able to do it.

"Let's go..." Zu gets closer while moving her arms, warming up her muscles before the big effort ahead, Taylor looks beautiful with her little black dress and lace stockings and laughs amused with Lzzy who walks fearlessly on top of some ankle boots with heels so high that cause me dizziness while watching them. Madison drinks a last sip of her beer can and Ruby walks behind her, looking at the floor and rubbing her nose with the back of her hand absentmindedly. Some girls scream when they see her but she ignores them, focusing on her task, running her fingers through her hair and pacing up and down nervously. It seems that she's not here anymore, Ruby doesn't see anything nor hears anything, because music is already playing in her head. Vincent gestures at the security guards and they drag away the fans that managed to sneak in backstage, they're probably girlfriends or sisters of the staff in charge of building the stage or related to the people who work in this stadium usually. HFDC members adore their fans but they don't want them around before a concert.

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