Let There Be Rock || Bon Scott (Completed)

Chapter 2 - Apologies

"I thought you wanted to stop dealing. Get a real job." I said seriously, opening and closing cubords looking for any sort of food to eat. Ever since it was revealed the previous night that Adelaide wasn't really as clean as she claimed to be, it had been own my mind constantly, my concern raising significantly.

"I know." Adelaide muttered, blowing smoke into the air, soon following it with a swig of beer. "It's not that simple Angela."

"You can't do this forever! What's Phil been doing keeping you in the business?"

"It's not like that. Phil's my biggest customer! You should know I deal to Bon sometimes."

"Are you banging Phil?"

"No! What the hell?"

"Y'all are at least kissing."

"ANYWAYS. There's a show tonight. Wondering if you wanted to go with me. Melody will be there too. Guess she got her boss to let her off for the night."

"I don't know." I answered, running all the possibilities through my head. When I had met Bon yesterday, I feared I made him think he could get something from me. His mysterious grin, mysterious but thrilling vibes coming off of him clearly was enough for an impressive amount of women falling to their knees for him. I flipped my hair out of my face, staring down Adelaide as she took another shot of Jack Daniels. "Fine I'll go. Only to prove to Bon Scott that I'm not eager to yank his pants off."

I crossed my arms over my chest, watching Adelaide cough up smoke while laughing.

"Seriously? Just help me pick a dress." I muttered, suddenly revolted at the sight of my buttoned up clothing.

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"What about this one?" I held up a dress I thought would suit me, but Adelaide stuck out her tounge and shook her head.

"C'mon don't you have ANYTHING a little more...slutty?" Adelaide had found her dress no problem, now it was me being tied into knots trying to be styled. "Perfect."

Adelaide handed me a short, strapless dress. I didn't say anything, but I was arguing with my eyes. It made me feel insecure and I wasn't having it. We met in the middle with a dress of similar length, but this time not as much of my chest was revealed.

"Mal!" With Adelaide's attention being spent socializing with promiscuous folk, I gave up trying to drag her away from the crowd and set off to find my siblings. Malcolm smiled when he saw me, hugging me and then throwing an arm around my shoulders.

With some time to kill before the show started, I made small talk with Malcolm and Angus, as well as spending some time with Cliff. He was a nice guy after all, Franky won't stop playing matchmaker with him and Melody though. I laughed at the thought, leaning against the wall trying to avoid Bon's gaze as he was now on my radar.

"Hey pretty lady." Bon purred to me, I sighed, almost growling when Cliff walked away, smirking.

"Bon what did I say about staying away from my sister! She's off limits Bon!" Angus jumped up, reminding me of Grumpy from Snow white.

"Yeah hear that? I'm off limits. Give up Bon it won't happen between us." I pushed passed him, smiling widley as my high heeled boots clicked on the floor beneath me. Franky promised he'd save me a seat next to him, which I was extremely grateful for.

Adelaide being a drunk mess honestly kind of spoiled some of the experience. She was constantly being disruptive, and oddly enough kind of sexual towards total strangers, but when Franky and Melody managed to hold her to her seat my blood pressure finally lowered.

The next song they played was Let There Be Rock, which I absolutely adored. Angus always slayed that gutair solo, the verses prior to that big moment never failed to excite me. I moved along with the beat, not even thinking about how embarssing it would be if I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I tilted my head slightly when Bon extended his hand into the crowd, but he was reaching towards me. At first I shook my head, Bon performed a come hither motion with his hand. I grabbed onto it, and I was pulled onto the stage.

Being present like this could make me high, the way the crowd looked felt like being on extacey. In fact, it seemed adrenaline was driving my descions. Bon had obviously taken a liking to me, that much I knew, but there was so much I didn't know about him, but right now I didn't care. I didn't care about anything except dancing on this stage, even though I was failing at proving what I was trying to prove to Bon.

Dancing all over him won't make him convinced I'm not interested in him. The song ended, with our lips awkwardly close. Suddenly, I felt my feminine charm rise to power, and I pressed my middle finger to his lips. "Oh no not yet Scott. You got a long way to go before THAT happens."

I turned to walk away, taking one final look at him whilst biting at my lip.