Copyright 2018
The Rocker
Part 7
Present day...
I am starting my second beer as I am still staring at her asleep in the bed. I can never get tired of looking at her, even after all of these years. All of the sudden she yawns and stretches.
"What are you doing," she asks.
"Staring at my beautiful girl," I say.
"Oh my god, stop, I do not even have make up on," she says.
"You do not need make up," I say.
"Have you memorized the speech I wrote for you," she asks.
"I am going to use my own speech," I say.
"DW, 'thank you' is not a speech and I still cannot believe you can get onstage, sing, and play the guitar, but you still cannot talk in front of an audience," she says laughing. "Did the girls call?"
"Soko sent me a text, but I have not heard from Dana yet," I say.
"Let me guess, you did not text Soko back, because you still have not figured your cell phone out."
I pick up my cell phone and say, "why the fuck do they have to make shit so difficult."
She shakes her head and asks, "do I have time for a shower?"
I walk to the bed and lay on top of her and we are staring into each other's eyes.
"I love you," she says.
"I love you. After all of these years, I fall more and more in love with you every day," I say.
We start kissing. I still love the way she tastes. I start kissing down her neck, when she says, "oh no you don't mister" as she pushes me off. "You cannot be late."
She showers, and gets dressed. I am staring at her as she says, "what?"
"You look just like you did at our high school prom..."
***
I push Wayne off as he drops the knife and stumbles back falling on the floor. I look down and now I am pissed. "Motherfucker, you ruined my favorite pajamas. You cut them," I say as I look down again and see blood, and then everything goes black.
I wake up in the bathtub with my shirt off and Wayne staring at me. He says, "DW, I need to get you to the hospital."
"You cannot drive in your condition and you will go to jail when they find out that you stabbed me," I say. Then he starts crying hysterically,
"I deserve to go to jail," he sobs.
"Pull yourself together and get me the first aid kit in the kitchen," I say.
I look down at my side and see that he only sliced through my skin and not directly into me, but is bleeding bad. I ask him to get the rubbing alcohol. He gets it out of the first-aid kit and pours it onto my wound.
"MOTHERFUCKER," I scream as Wayne runs out of the bathroom.
He comes back with the bottle of whiskey, which is still half-full, He takes the lid off and hands it to me. He says, it will kill the pain. I take a gulp and grimace as I can feel it go from my throat to my stomach. He gives me another swig and that one goes down better. He gives me another swig and I find that it tastes pretty fucking good. We get me taped up the best we can and finally get the bleeding under control.
Wayne sits down on the floor beside the tub as we are passing the bottle back and forth. A couple minutes go by and I ask, "why do you hate me so much" as there is a long pause.
"I do not know. Wow DW, I honestly cannot answer that. I wish we were back in elementary school," he says as he hands me the bottle back and I take another swig.
"Me too, no one judged me back then," I say.
"I am sorry I got Katy to sleep with me while you two were dating," he says.
"I am sorry I slept with Brittany," I say.
"Wait, Brittany let you fuck her? I was lucky to get to feel her up," he says.
"Yes, and now she thinks I am her boyfriend," I say feeling the effects of the whiskey and not caring what comes out of my mouth.
"She is weird like that. Now you can take orders from her and be her slave," he says laughing.
"What are you going to do," Wayne asks.
"I do not know. I have four red heads in my life. Two, I am in love with, one of those two will never love me in that way. Two that are special to me and I could fall in love with, but I do not trust their motives," I say.
"I would say that I would love to be in that situation, but that is too much bullshit for me." Wayne says.
"I wish we would have stayed friends, then maybe my life would not have spun out of control," I say.
"DW, you are a big rock star now and you can have anything you want," he says.
"I do not have anything I want. I do not have friends or girlfriends that I can trust. I have been teased, beat up, and ignored for many years and NOW that I am a rock star, as you call it, everyone that never gave me the time of day are flocking to me. If I was not discovered, do you think I would be in this situation. Let me answer for you. NO, I would still be in hiding and none of the girls would never give me the time of day like they did before," I say finishing my drunken rant.
"I am your friend now and I want to make up for lost time, if you will trust me and forgive me," Wayne says.
"I forgive everyone, because I am the fucking nice guy," I say slurring my words as I pass out in a drunken bliss.
I wake up in the morning with my head pounding and my side burning. I have to take a massive piss and try to get up as my neck and back screams. Wayne is still passed out on the floor as I take a piss. I stagger out into the hallway and hear a pounding in my head as I scream. Fuck, it is the front door.
I answer it and see Brittany as she screams, "babe what happened?"
She does not let me answer as she grabs me when I almost tip over. I am still woozy as she helps me to my room and gets me in my bed.
She starts pulling my bloodied bandages off and winces when she gets to my wound. She asks me where the first-aid kit and alcohol are and I tell her.
She comes back and asks, "why is Wayne passed out on the bathroom floor?" I do not answer as she unwraps some more gauze and tape. She says, "do not worry babe, your fiancé is going to take care of her baby Boo Boo Bear" as she pours the rubbing alcohol on my wound.
I scream bloody murder and not because of the rubbing alcohol, but because of what she said..FIANCE!?, BABY FUCKING BOO BOO BEAR!?
What the fuck?
Brittany gets me bandaged up and gives me some aspirin. She lays beside me and says, "I hope Wayne did not do this because of me?"
"It was a long time coming and not because of you. Let's keep this between me, you and Wayne, and let's cut the fiancé and the Boo Boo Bear crap out too," I say as she snuggles beside me.
"I will ease up on the fiancé, but not the other, because you are my babe Boo Boo Bear," she says as I grimace.
"Fair enough," I say.
Brittany gets up and tells me she is going to clean the bathroom and living room up before my parents get home.
Wayne staggers into my room and asks, "are you ok DW?"
Brittany cuts him off and says, "sssshhhh, my Boo Boo Bear needs his rest and you have done enough and need to leave."
After Brittany leaves the room, Wayne peeks his head in and says. "I will talk to you tomorrow, Boo Boo Bear" as he laughs. I say nothing and try to get some sleep.
Monday morning I get up for school still sore as hell. I am keeping my wound away from Mom and Dad, so they will not get mad at Wayne's parents again. I pick up Brittany who gives me a kiss and obediently gets in the back seat as she is no match against Katy. I pick Katy up and get a kiss from as we head off to school. We get to school and I get the girl's book bags and head into school as Wayne gets out of his car and joins us. Katy gives me a 'what the fuck' look as I shake my head. We meet Brook, Lisa and Emily, who are waiting by my locker to go to first period.
That is how our mornings start going. I guess you can now call us the new clique.
***
It is a week before Christmas break and I am downstairs in my music room as Carl is giving me the itinerary. Brittany is there as usual, she is always there wherever I go she is fucking there. Carl tells me that we fly out to California , perform as openers. Then we get on the tour bus and head south to Las Vegas, Arizona. Texas, Colorado then New Years eve at home where it ends.
Early Saturday morning I pick up Carl and we head to the airport. We pull into the parking garage where I pay extra to have my car taken care of. We get out, close and lock the doors. We get our bags and my guitar from the trunk. We start walking away as I hear my car door open. I see her getting out of the back seat of my car with a suitcase.
"What the fuck Brittany," I say.
"My parents think I am going to stay with my friend down south for Christmas break, and do not worry I will not get in the way of you screwing the groupies. That is your job as a rock n roll star," she says.
Carl and I shake our heads as I grab her suitcase, buy an extra ticket and we get on the plane with an excited Brittany.
Fuck! Her Dad is a cop.
We get off the plane and Brittany is holding my arm as I am dizzy and I feel like I am going to throw up.
"Fucking planes," I say to myself.
"Come on I will take care of you. I knew I had to come and take care of my Boo Boo Bear," Brittany says as I go into dry heaves and she pats me on the back.
Carl looks at me with a grin on his face as I give him the 'shut the fuck up' look. We hop into a cab and are taken to a large parking lot where I see an old greyhound bus with the word 'Menace" written on the sides. I grab my guitar and Brittany's and my bags. I see my band mates get out of the bus as I smile.
Chad says, "hey pussy, who is she" pointing at Brittany.
"I am his girlfriend," Brittany says. Before Chad can answer, Becky runs out of the bus and into my arms.
I notice a ring on her finger and say, "Ben finally got the hottest girl in the world" as I see her blush.
She explains that they got married last month in a secret ceremony at Sam's suggestion so that the band will not lose some of the female teen fans. We get into the bus and see that it is sectioned off into four sections with some of the seats taken out to create sections for sleeping areas. There is only one area left for me as Carl will be riding with the crew and equipment once we catch up with them at our first gig. I drop our bags at the only space left at the back where the bathroom and fridge and cabinet for food are. I look at Brittany who has a confused look on her face.
"Are we sleeping in hotels," she asks as I reach into the overhead cabinet and pull out a sleeping bag and a rolled up mattress. Before she can ask about baths, I open the other overhead where there is a bucket and towels.
"You did not tell me the living conditions were going to be like this," she says with a pout.
I counter with, "you did not tell me that you were going to be a stow away in the back seat of my car." I hear snickering as Brittany sits down folds her arms and pouts.
Becky sits beside her and says, "I am glad you came along, so that we can hang out while the band does their thing and we have extra sleeping bags." They hug as I sigh in relief. The bus starts moving as we head to our first concert.
We get to the auditorium around two in the afternoon. Carl heads out to ensure everything is being set up as the rest of us head out to find our dressing room. The act we are touring with is a major band and another up and coming band like us. We are schedule to go on second.
We get in the dressing room and it is huge with lounge chairs, a TV and a huge sandwich bar with cold cuts, cheese and bread. The rest of the band are changing as I relax in a recliner. Carl storms in and tells us that everything is ready and he will be back 15 minutes before we go on. We all sit down and relax. Then my worst fear happens...
Brittany walks over to the sandwich bar and asks, "what do you want on your sandwich, Boo Boo Bear" as I hear snickering from everyone except Chad who is grinning at me like Cheshire cat ready to pounce.
"Britt, I can make my own sandwich," I say.
"No, I came to take care of you," she says.
Everyone gets up and makes a sandwich as Brittany sits on my lap and we eat the sandwiches that she made for us. Even though she is a pain in my ass, she is actually growing on me. Then she lays her head on my shoulder and we fall asleep.
We wake up to Carl crashing in and tells us to get geared up. Becky and Brittany follow us to the stage to watch us from the side. Brittany grabs my ears, gives me a passionate kiss and tells me that she loves me.
Carl gets us plugged in and five minutes later the pyrotechnics and the lights come on and we are rocking. There is something special about being on stage. No one cares what I look like and all I care about is making the audience happy. They paid to come see us and I will never disappoint them. An hour later, we are on our last song and I am grinding out my guitar solo as I jump off the stage and into the crowd. I am in the audience grinding out my solo as the audience is dancing with me and security gives up trying to keep them off me. The song ends and I am lifted back on stage and met by my band mates as I throw my guitar pick into the audience. We wave and leave a screaming and very happy audience. We get into our dressing room as our adrenaline is high as usual, as I see someone else's adrenaline is high as Brittany screams and jumps in my arms.
The concert ends and the after show party ends at one in the morning. We get on the bus to go to our next concert. We stop at an all-night diner outside of town to eat breakfast. Everyone's adrenaline has worn off except for Brittany's, who is talking 90 miles a minute, We finish eating and talking as finally Brittany passes out. I carry Brittany on the bus and get her in her sleeping bag and pull out mine as she holds out her hand and I crawl into the sleeping bag with her as we pass out in each other's arms.
***
We did Vegas with three concerts in three days, We rolled through Phoenix with two concerts. We are on a roll and really having a good time. I do not know what it is about us. We never had allot of time to practice, but when we get on stage we all know what to do and what the other is thinking. It almost seems like the audience is more hyped up when we are on stage and are always asking for more. We leave Phoenix for a 16-hour drive to the middle of Texas to finish out the majority of the tour.
It is early afternoon and everyone is bored except me, Brittany and the newlyweds. I am writing songs, Brittany is reading and the newlyweds are doing what newlyweds do. Chad comes out of the bathroom carrying a magazine.
Brittany says, "it is about time" as she gets up to go to the toilet.
"Britt, you might want to wait," I say.
Brittany says, "Chad has been in there for an hour and I have to pee bad."
She walks to the bathroom. opens the door and we hear a high-pitched scream from Brittany as Ben and I go to investigate. The stench is awe full the sink and toilet are over flowing. We close the door and Ben and I grab some towels and put them at the bottom of the door to keep the smell and water from coming out. The driver tells us he will drain it when he drops us off for dinner.
"I have to pee now," Brittany says as Chad hands her an empty coke can.
Brittany throws the coke can at Chad hitting him in the chest, folds her arms and pouts.
We all start laughing as Chad says, "hang your ass out of the window."
"No, someone will see me," Brittany says.
"Britt, I will pick you up and on the right side of the bus. We are on a two-lane highway and there is nothing but desert out there." I say.
"Ok. but everyone needs to close their eyes," she says.
Everyone agrees with a chuckle and turn their heads. Brittany pulls her jeans and panties down to her ankles. She puts her arms around my neck. I bend down, grab her ankles and hang her tight sexy ass out of the window. I wait for a bit trying to hold her.
I say, "hurry up Britt" as I look over and see Chad whisper in the driver's ear.
"It will not come out," Brittany says.
"Well you need to hurry up," I say as the bus moves over into the left lane.
Brittany finally starts peeing, when a group of about six bikers some with women on the back comes up from behind and starts to pass us on the right side and they see Brittany's ass hanging out of the window. I hear them scream, "Menace" as they are whistling and giving the thumbs up sign. Brittany hears them and start screaming as everyone on the bus are in tears laughing. The bus driver is laughing so hard he has trouble keeping the bus on the road. Brittany finally finishes and quickly pulls her pants up. She runs over to our seat, sits down and pouts.
I sit beside her and put my arm around her, "I am sorry Britt, but you do have a great ass."
"And everyone saw it," Brittany says leaning her head on my shoulder.
"Just some bikers and we will never see them again." I say.
Chad walks up to us and says, "hey man those bikers are following us" as Brittany gives Chad and I the look of death.
We travel another couple hours and head into a small town. We park in a large empty parking lot across the street from a large diner. We park and the driver says that he will pick us up when he gets gas and the septic tank un-clogged from Chad's 50 pound turd.
We get off the bus as we notice the bikers have parked their bikes and are walking over to us. There are six guys and three women, one of them looks to be around my age. The oldest guy, which reminds me of my Uncle John, walks up to us, shakes our hand and introduces himself as Lionel. He introduces everyone, his wife, and everyone else are either nieces, nephews or brothers.
He explains that they are from two towns back just across the Texas border. They are going to a Christmas family reunion and his niece Erin and some of her cousins are going to one of our concerts.
"Erin is your biggest fan and loves the song 'Bully', because she is bullied in school," Lionel says pointing at Erin.
She is about 5'9" weighs about 175, strawberry blond hair pulled back in a pony tail and sporting some Ds. She has massive amounts of freckles on her face, but very beautiful and I wonder why she is bullied. She was staring at me the whole time Lionel was talking.
We invite them to dinner and they accept as I look around and notice that Brittany is nowhere.
I yell at the bus, "Brittany, come on let's go eat."
"No, they saw my butt," she yells from inside the bus as I hear a chuckle from Chad and I give him a dirty look.
"Come on Britt. I told you that you have a great ass and have nothing to be ashamed of" as the bikers nod in agreement.
There is a long silence and Brittany finally comes walking out as there are cheers from the bikers. Brittany's face turns beet red as Erin runs over, gives her a hug and introduces herself.
The dinner was great. The waitress' pushed four tables together and Erin sat beside Brittany and they talked to each other the whole time. Before we parted I told Erin that her and her cousins were welcome backstage after the concert as she screams and gives me and Brittany a hug.
I wake up the next morning with Brittany spooned against me. She insists that we share the same sleeping bag, which is sometimes uncomfortable as I cannot move around. I am laying there realizing that none of us have had a real shower since we left on the tour. I do not know if it is me or her, but everyone on the bus is the same way.
"I need a bath," Rachael says.
"I know," I say as I get an elbow to the ribs. "Hopefully there will be a shower in our dressing room this time, if not we get a day rest on Christmas and we are staying in hotels."
"Can we go out, just the two of us," she asks.
"I promise," I say "and we can go anywhere you want."
I feel her reach around and pull her panties down.
"I need my Boo Boo Bear and I know you want me, because I can feel your boner," she says giggling.
"Ok, but be quiet, because Chad and Gary love to tease," I say.
"I cannot be quiet. put your right arm around my neck and your left hand on my mouth and fuck me like your bitch groupie, which I am," she says.
I do as I am told and slip my arm around her neck and put my hand over her mouth. I line my cock up and push half of it into her as she moans into my hand. It is amazing how wet and tight she is. I slowly work the rest of my cock into her and start to slowly pump in and out of her. I am going in slow motion for about 15 minutes when she starts pushing her ass back against me as I hear her mumble into my hand, "faster."
Her wish is my command as I start hammering into her. After a bit her body stiffens and her pussy clamps around my cock like a vice. I cannot hold out any longer as I shoot my load into her. We lay there trying to catch our breath.
She turns around to face me and says, "I will never get tired of you" as we start kissing.
Chad walks by on his way to the toilet and asks, "are you guys fucking" as Brittany's face turns red and I shake my head.
It is mid-afternoon and we get to the auditorium and into our dressing room. Brittany and Becky immediately run to the bathroom and both of them come back pouting.
"No shower," Ben asks as Brittany and Becky shake their heads no.
Chad says, "me and Gary are not showering the whole tour" as everyone gives them the 'what the fuck' look."
Chad explains that him, Gary and Carl have a bet to see how many women they can have sex with on tour and not take a shower.
"GROSS," Brittany and Becky say in unison as Ben and I shake our head.
An hour later Carl comes in and gives us the 15 minute warning. We get on stage and get plugged in. Something happens this concert that really touched my heart.
There are people dressed like us and holding up signs that say, "WE LOVE MENACE"
I walk to the edge of the stage and before I could lift my right hand up everyone in the audience lifts their right hand up. A tear comes to my eyes as the audience anticipates my next move as our right hands come down, mine on my guitar and the cheers from the audience. There is a loud and thunderous roar from my guitar as we start rocking.
The concert and the after show party ends at one in the morning and we stop at an all night diner to get something to eat since it is only an hour drive to our next concert location. We sit down and order. I notice that the diner has allot of people that are not into rock n roll. Someone wearing a cowboy hat walks over to the juke box and selects a country music song. I grimace as Chad gets up and goes to the bathroom. We sit and chat until our food is delivered. I look over by the juke box and see Chad talking to a very attractive girl.. We start eating as there is a commotion over by the juke box and we hear some guy say, "get the fuck away from my daughter, you fucking long haired faggot."
I look and see Chad face to face with a huge cowboy. I rush over to help calm the situation. I get there as the big guy is getting ready to hit Chad and I stand in front of the big guy. He picks me up and throws me into the juke box.
I am laying on the floor trying to recover as I hear. "leave my Boo Boo Bear alone." I look up and see Brittany kick the guy square in his man sack as he goes to his knees. then the whole diner is fighting each other. I grab Brittany and everything else is a blur. The next thing I know Brittany and I are arrested and booked into jail for causing a riot.
I fucking love Rock n Roll.
I am put into a cell with a bunch of guys that sounds like they were at the concert, because I hear cheering. DANA! I am getting pats on the back and they tell me how much they loved the concert. My butt hole relaxes as I see that they do not want to harm me. I sit on the floor in a corner and drift off to sleep.
It is early in the morning and I hear the cell door open and hear someone say, "Dana Burke."
I get up and follow the cop as we pass another cell, where I see Brittany come out. "Hey killer," I say as she grins and grabs my hand as we both follow the cop out of the building and into a police car.
We get on the freeway as he says, "I will get you guys back to your band and the next time you get arrested please tell us that you are friends with Uncle Lionel."
He explains that they have a big family and Lionel is the Sheriff in the next county over where he lives with his family. We get dropped off at the auditorium. We get into the dressing room and see everyone waking up. Chad walks over to Brittany to give her a hug.
"Stay away from me, you stink and you caused me and my Boo Boo Bear to get arrested. We need some sleep." She drags me over to an empty couch as we lay down and fall asleep in each other's arms.
It is 9pm on Christmas eve. We gave another awesome concert and we are getting ready to go to our hotel and get checked in. I go to the dressing room and grab my guitar and return. I am looking around for the band and see Brittany and Erin talking. I walk over to see what is going on.
"Hey Erin, is everything ok," I ask.
Brittany explains that her three cousins Ann, Julie and Mildred left with Chad, Gary and Carl to the hotel and Erin has no ride and nowhere to go.
"Can Erin stay with us tonight." Brittany asks.
"Sure," I say.
We get to the hotel and into our room. It is huge with a king size bed. We get in and Brittany runs straight to the bathroom leaving a trail of clothes as Erin chuckles and I shake my head.
I explain how we have not had a real shower in a while.
"What is it like being a rock star," she asks.
"I am not a rock star. Why are you bullied," I counter.
My weight and the freckles on my face. Why did you write the song 'Bully'," She asks.
I give her the whole story and before I knew it an hour went by.
The shower is still going as Brittany peeks her head out and tells Erin to come in and take a shower. Thirty minutes later they come out wearing towels.
"It is about fucking time," I say as both girls giggle.
I get in the shower. I am in there for at least thirty minute and I feel like a new man when I get out. I dry off, wrap the towel around me and walk out of the bathroom as my eyes get wide. I am looking at Brittany and Erin in the sixty-nine position. Brittany is on the bottom and Erin is on top.
Fuck, their Dad and Uncle are cops.
I sit down on the couch and watch. My hand roams down to my cock. Why is it such a turn-on watching girls eat each other's pussies. I am harder than Japanese Geometry as they both stop and look at me with a grin on their face.
"My Baby Boo Boo Bear is lonely," Brittany says as both girls giggle.
Brittany motions me over to the bed and we start kissing. Our tongues intertwine as I can taste Erin's pussy juices. Brittany releases me as Erin replaces her and starts kissing me. Her mouth immediately opens and I taste Brittany's pussy juice.
"Who do you want first," Erin asks.
"That is a very hard decision, because both of you are sexy and beautiful. you two choose," I say as I lay back.
Then I get Brittany on my cock and Erin on my face. I am licking Erin from her asshole to her pussy enjoying her taste. I have never ate a hairy pussy like this. The musky smell is great and the hair tickles my lips in a good way. Brittany is bouncing on my cock as Erin is bouncing on my face. After awhile of this Brittany's pussy clamps onto my dick and Erin squirts on my face.
Both girls roll off of me as I get up and roll Erin over so that her big sexy meaty ass is in the air. "Damn you have a sexy ass," I say as I grab her hips and push all of me into her.
I start pumping her in and out and she is screaming, "Yes give it to me, fuck yes."
Brittany lays in front of her and pulls Erin's face into her pussy. I am pumping Erin as she is moaning into Rachael's pussy. Erin is pushing back as her pussy clamps onto my cock. I pound her harder as I pull out and both girls turn to me as the first shot hits Brittany in the face and Erin puts her mouth on my cock to take the rest. I collapse on the bed with both girls on each side of me as we drift off to sleep.
I awake in the morning with Brittany's head on my chest. I do not see Erin anywhere. I look at the clock and see that it is 9am and there is a note on the nightstand. I maneuver from underneath Brittany and get the note. The note reads:
Thanks to both of you. I can now face the bullies and my life with confidence.
Love always.
Erin
I get up satisfied that I helped another person that is bullied. I open my bag and pull out Brittany's gift, wrapped nice with a bow and tag that says, "To Brittany from Santa" and place it beside her. I sit down in a chair and watch her sleep.
She finally wakes up and asks, "what are you doing?"
"Staring at a very beautiful girl," I say.
"Stop my hair is a mess and I do not have make up on," she says.
"You do not need make up," I say.
"What is this," she asks pointing at the present.
"Open it," I say.
Inside it there is a teddy bear and another smaller box. She opens the smaller box and it is a gold bracelet with little gold hearts hanging from it. Then she starts crying. I walk over and sit beside her. She gives me the bracelet and holds out her arm.
"You are so good to me," she says.
I put the bracelet around her wrist and she hugs me.
"Do you want to sit on Santa's lap," I ask trying to get her to stop crying.
"No, that is why I am sore this morning," she says as I get a smile from her.
We lay in the bed and drift back to sleep.
We get up an hour later, shower get dressed and head down to the main lobby restaurant and eat brunch. While we are eating I ask her what she wants to do today.
"There isn't much open on Christmas, so let's go find a park," she says.
We finish eating and leave the hotel hand in hand and head out to find a park. We talk about nothing, but the weather and how it is allot warmer than we are used too this time of year. A couple of blocks later we find a huge park, that has allot of trees and a large pond with Christmas lights up and stages set up with the nativity and Santa and his sleigh. There are allot of people there of families children and couples.
We walk through the park enjoying the scenery and after an hour we sit on a bench and watch some children playing.
"Brittany, may I ask you a serious question," I ask.
"Sure," she says looking at me concerned.
"What do you plan on doing after high school and do not tell me that you are going to follow the band, you are too smart and beautiful for that," I say.
"I am going to try and go to college, but I really want to be a model. Don't you love me," she says.
"Yes, I love you very much, but I am not 'in love' with you and I know that you are not 'in love' with me. You are very special to me and we are having a great time and we will always remember this," I say.
"Thank you for being honest. Just let me enjoy this while I can," she says.
"I will, because I am enjoying it also and I know someone that owns a modeling agency. I will recommend you to her, so that you will not think that our relationship was a waste of your time," I say as I hear her softly cry.
"It is not a waste of my time. You are the sweetest guy ever. I know your heart is somewhere else and I will not ask who she is. I agree let's enjoy what we have now and promise me one thing," she says.
"What," I ask.
"That I can still call you my Baby Boo Boo Bear and if you get over the person that has your heart, you will let me know," she says.
"I do not want to have it any other way," I say hugging her.
We sit in silence enjoying each other's company.
We are sitting their when a group of teens run over to me asking for my autograph. After I sign several autographs, I notice that a lady has been starring at me.
She walks over to me and asks, "are you the guy in the band that sings the song 'Bully?"
"Yes, ma'am, I actually wrote the song," I say trying not sound boastful.
"Can you do me a big favor," she asks.
"Sure," I say.
She explains that her daughter was injured ten years ago crossing the street and hit by a drunk driver, when she was six. She was left wheel chair bound for the rest of her life. She continues to explain that she is teased in school, because she is in a wheelchair. Her father was called away on a business trip and cannot be home with the family for Christmas. She wanted to go to one of the concerts, but could not get tickets. She has isolated herself from her younger brother and sister and has not opened her Christmas gifts and has not left her room.
"Would you please come to dinner with us? She is a big fan of yours and I know you can cheer her up," she says.
"I would love that," I say.
"Oh thank you and my name is Carol."
I introduce Brittany and Carol calls for her two other children. The boy looks to be about 13 or 14 and the girl is around 10. They are introduced as Bobby and Alice.
"Wow, I saw you and your band on TV and Marsha plays your albums all of the time," Bobby says.
We head out to walk to their house apparently they do not live far from the park. Their house is a modest two story home. Carol explains that they had an extension built on the first floor for Marsha's room.
We enter the house, which is nice. I follow Carol through the living room, dining room and down the hallway. At the end of the hallway is a door.
Carol knocks on the door and says, "Marsha, I have a present for you."
"Mom, I will open my presents when Dad gets home." I hear Marsha say through the door.
"Well this present cannot wait. I am going to go and check on the turkey. Dinner will be ready in an hour," Carol says to the door and points to the door knob and leaves.
I open the door and enter, closing the door quietly. I see a girl sitting in a wheel chair with her back to me. She is staring out a huge window into the back yard. Her room is not like a regular girl's room. It is dark and has posters of all of the famous rock bands. I see a guitar in the corner and pick it up. I play a few notes of 'Bully' on it as she turns her wheelchair around, looks at me and starts crying. She is a frail looking girl with big blue eyes no boobs at all, but she is beautiful. I am emotional, because she is crying and she looks to be in pain as I rush over and scoop her up in my arms.
She hugs me and is still crying as I say, "life can deal us some fucked up shit sometimes, but you better not give up on me, because I didn't give up either. You are strong and can deal with any bullshit that comes your way."
I sit her back in her wheelchair and sit on the edge of the bed across from her. She stops crying and looks at me with those big beautiful blue eyes with confusion on her face.
I explain to her about meeting her mother in the park and inviting me over for dinner.
She tells me about her herself. She is teased in school about how skinny she is and being in a wheelchair and she has a best friend and boyfriend that help her get through school. She is a very sweet girl and talked until we were called to dinner. She is finally smiling and I see that she has a beautiful smile. She actually lights up the room.
I push her down the hall way and into the dining room as I see Brittany setting the table. I pick Marsha up and put her in a seat at the table and Brittany sits beside me and give me a kiss. Everyone sits down and we say a prayer and start eating.
The dinner and conversation was great as we talked and had a great time. After dinner, Brittany and I helped with the dishes and clean-up. We sat down in living room after we finished and talked a while longer. Marsha seemed happy and was very talkative and her Mother would glance at me with the look of approval.
It is about 10 pm when I say that we have to go. I ask Carol if I can borrow a pen and paper. She brings me a pen and a pad of paper. I write something on it and give it to Marsha. She reads it and starts to cry. I bend down, give her a hug and kiss her on the lips.
"Give that to security at the auditorium at tomorrow's concert and they will get you and your guests on the front row and backstage for the after show festivities. Any extra costs will be charged to me, but you have to promise me that you will never let bullies run your life and stand up to them," I say.
"I will kick their fucking ass," she says smiling at me.
"That is the fucking spirit," I say as Carol chuckles and shakes her head.
Hugs and thank yous are given as Brittany and I had out.
We get back to the hotel, shower and get settled into bed.
She lays her head on my chest and starts crying and says, "DW, I have been selfish all of my life. I have had everything given to me and never thanked anyone. I have used people to get what I want. You have been bullied all of your life and you forgive them. You are a big rock star now and you still give your love to people. My intentions was to get you, because I could and wanted to use you for your popularity and fame. I was going to use you. I am so ashamed of myself and I want to be a good person like you." She finishes her rant as I hold her tighter.
"When you become a famous model, you can give back." I say.
She stops crying and we fall asleep in each other's arms.
***
It is 10pm New Years Eve and we are backstage after the last concert of the tour. We arrived early that morning, which gave me time to go get my car from the airport and take Brittany home as she was tired and wanted to spend time with her family. I think she actually grew up mentally during the trip.
We are signing autographs as I see my Mom and Dad who had bought concert t-shirts and right behind them is Josh and Rachael. I forgot that Rachael was staying at my house while she was visiting Josh for the Holiday break. Mom and Dad ask for my autograph and tell me how much they loved the concert.
After everything is done I see my band mates off as they are going to catch an early morning flight. I help Carl and the crew get the equipment loaded on the truck and drop Carl off at his house and head home.
It is four in the morning and I take a shower and slide into my bed behind Rachael.
She pulls my arm around her and says, "you took Brittany on tour with you."
I give her the story of how she stowed away in my car and the whole trip, including when she confessed that she was using me at first. Rachael tells me about the two weeks with Josh, going skiing and meeting his family.
"I think he is going to ask me to marry him before he graduates from college this year."
"What are you going to say," I ask.
"I do not know. I love him, but I am not 'in love' with him." I do not ask any more questions as we drift off to sleep.
***
It is a week before spring break and everything seems to be going good. I haven't heard from Rachael since New Year's Day, when I took her to the airport. Brook and Wayne are dating and seem to have a good thing going.
Brittany still calls me her Boo Boo Bear. I helped her get a portfolio together and we sent it to Stephanie, who was very impressed and wants her to come interview sometime in May.
As for Katy, she has been depressed lately with the end of high school coming to a close and she doesn't know what to do. One day last month after dropping her off at home I notice an envelope that was ripped in two and had fallen out of her book bag. I took it home taped it together and read it. It was an acceptance letter to Stanford University in California. I looked at the tuition cost and realized why Katy tore it in half.
Sam wants the band in California during Spring Break to record three albums of my songs and has scheduled us to tour Britain in the summer. I plan to buy a small condo in California, so that I will be closer to Sam and the band.
We are driving to school when Brittany asks Katy if she is going to the prom , which is the Friday after spring break.
"John is taking me," Katy says.
"John the wrestling team captain John," Brittany asks.
"Yes," Katy says.
"Great you guys can sit with me and Boo Boo Bear," she says as I grimace.
I park and get the girls out and we head to class.
Spring break goes by fast. We are in the studio 14 hours a day and are mobbed by fans every morning asking for our autographs. We recorded three albums and went over the songs that we will play on the Britain tour.
I did not see Rachael all week, until Sunday morning when I was getting ready to catch a cab to the airport. I am heading out as Rachael is coming in.
"DW, where are you going," she asks.
"I need to get to the airport," I say.
"I need to talk to you. It is very important. Josh asked me to marry him," she says as my heart drops.
My whole mind is filled with emotions that I cannot explain. Yes, she told me our relationship could never be like that. I am pissed. I should be happy for her, but I am not.
At that moment Rosa comes out of the kitchen and says, "Miss Rachael your Mother is on the phone and needs to talk to you."
"DW, do not go anywhere, I really need to talk to you. It is very important. Please wait and I will drive you to the airport," she says as she goes to the phone.
I am pissed and decide it is best that I leave. I head out and catch my cab to the airport.
It is Thursday morning and I have been in a bad mood all week. Brittany and Katy keep asking me what is wrong, but I just tell them I am fine. We pull into the parking lot as Brittany asks to talk to me in private.
She explains that Stephanie called her and is doing runway practice and wants her there for an interview and to be in the practice with the other models.
Tears are in her eyes as she says, "I fly out Friday morning and will not be back until Saturday, which means that I will not be able to go to the prom. I am sorry Boo Boo Bear. I know you have been depressed for some reason, and then this."
I hug her and say, "I am so proud of you and you are going to be the best model ever."
We head to class hand in hand.
Prom night, and I am sitting in my room working on a song. I am actually glad that I do not have to go to the prom. It gives me more time to plan my life. I hear the phone ring and I hear Mom answer it and is talking to someone.
She comes in my room and says, "DW, it is Sam. Have you heard from Rachael? She did not come home and when he called the school they said that she left the school this morning. He called Josh and Josh has not seen her."
I look at her with confusion and say, "no."
She runs back to the phone as I hear a knock on the front door. I open it as my jaw drops. I see Katy with her hair done with little braids and wearing a tight strapless dress. Mom and Dad come to the door and say, "WOW" as I am speechless.
"The fucker stood me up." she says as my Dad and I say in unison, he is fucking crazy.
"Come in and let me get my tennis shoes on and I will take you to the prom," I say.
"DW, you are wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans. You cannot take her to the prom like that," Mom says.
"Mrs. Burke, I just want to go to the prom," Katy says as Mom shakes her head,
I go to my room, put my tennis shoes on and grab the envelope that I received in the mail today.
Mom takes pictures and Katy and I head to the prom.
We walk into the prom hand in hand. We get to the table that Brittany had reserved for four people before her unexpected interview. Everyone is staring, because Katy has been dating John the wrestling star and I am wearing a t-shirt and levis instead of a tuxedo.
The announcements are made and I look at Katy who has a sad look on her face.
"Another month of school and you are gone from my life and I am stuck here not going anywhere," Katy says.
"Yes you are, because you are going to college and we will keep in touch," I say as I slide an envelope to her.
She opens it and reads it. "You paid for me to go to Stanford University for all four years," she says as her eyes tear up.
I grab her hand and say, "You will always be my girl and my best friend. Let's go dance."
There is no one on the dance floor as the prom has just started. We are dancing when I hear some arguing from the front entrance. I get a tap on my shoulder and turn to see John. 6' 250 pounds of pure muscle.
"I am sorry Katy, my car would not start. I tried to fix it, but Mom ended up dropping me off. DW, may cut in?"
"You hurt her and I hurt you." I say as I give John Katy's hand.
I am still hearing people arguing in the front foyer.
"You let me in NOW," I hear a familiar voice say.
Then I see her run in. She has long straight strawberry red hair wrapped around a pale white heavenly face, emerald eyes that shine like heaven. She is wearing tight blue jeans, a black t-shirt and converse tennis shoes.
"I was not done talking to you, MISTER," Rachael says with venom in her voice and a finger in my face.
She looks tired and pissed off.
I am standing there with a stupid look on my face as I hear people say, "oooo." And the room gets quiet.
"Before you left, I wanted to tell you that I told him no and that my heart was with someone else. My heart is with a guy that I saw for the first time playing a guitar in my Dad's music room. A guy that opened up to me. A guy that has a heart of gold and cares about everyone, no matter who they are. A guy that I want to spend the rest of my life with, Do you remember when you told me to tell you when I am ready for you? I am ready for you DW, and I love you with all my heart and soul," Rachael says finishing her rant.
I always said I will never cry over a girl, but I am crying like a little bitch as Rachael runs to me and jumps in my arms and wraps her body around me as I hear cheering from everyone.
"It is about fucking time babe girl," I say as both of us are crying.
"I love you babe," Rachael says.
"I have loved you since the first time I saw you," I say as I put her down and hear applause.
We sit down at the table and enjoy our prom night. We eat dance and have our pictures taken. The photographer is grinning at us, because we are not dressed like everyone else.
Towards the end of the prom, Rachael whispers in my ear, "let's go get a hotel room and do the nasty,"
I jump up without answering as Rachael giggles. I toss my car keys to Katy and ask her to get my car home when John and her are done using it.
We get out to the parking lot as Rachael tosses me her keys and we drive to the nearest hotel. We get checked in and in the room as I am attacked by an 80 pound redhead.
Clothes are coming off as Rachael pulls me into the bed and I lay on top of her and we stare into each other's eyes.
"I love you," she says.
"I love you," I counter.
We start kissing with heated passion as if we have waited a lifetime for this. Her body is hot underneath mine and I start kissing down her neck. I work my way down to her B cups and work my tongue around each nipple, taking my time and trying to make this moment last forever. I am assuming I am doing good as Rachael is moaning and has her hands running through my hair.
I start working my way down until I am just above her mound. I smell her sweet musky scent as I start kissing down her left thigh and down to her feet. I am on my knees as I take each toe into my mouth one at a time.
I start licking the bottom of her foot and then I repeat the process on the other foot. Then I start kissing around her pussy. I assume Rachael is getting impatient as she grabs my hair and pulls my face into her pussy. I start licking her clit as she lets out a loud moan and I start sucking her clit into my mouth. She screams as her body tightens and I am rewarded with her sweet nectar. She tastes so good as I swallow ever drop.
I start kissing my way back up until I am staring into her eyes and place my cock at her entrance.
"Take my cherry," she says as I pop the head of my cock into her pussy.
I push into her until I feel a road block. I stare into her eyes and say, "I love you" as I break through her hymen. Rachael has tears coming out of her eyes, but she is smiling.
"Now make me your nasty little slut," she says.
I do as I am told and start pushing in and out of her. She feels so good underneath me and her pussy is hot tight and wet. Our body's are slapping together as Rachael is thrusting back at me. I am sure the room next door can hear Rachael, because she is moaning and screaming.
"Give it to me, fuck your nasty slut, make me your bitch. Yessss FUUUUCK ME," she screams as her pussy clamps around my cock like a vise.
She is breath so hard that I think she is going to pass out. Then she rolls us over, leans back and places her hands on my chest.
"I am not done with you MISTER," she says as she starts bouncing on my cock like a woman possessed. We are going at it for a bit, when I grab her ass with both hands and start pounding up into her.
She is having her third orgasm when she screams, "give your nasty slut some cum FUUUUUUUCK MEEEEE!" That drove me over the edge as I pump rope after rope of cum into her. She collapses on top of me as I am still cumming.
We lay there for a bit when she says, "you are a nasty pervert."
"You have a little potty mouth," I say as she laughs.
She rolls off and lays her head on my chest and says, "hear is the deal, one: you drive me home tomorrow and we stop somewhere along the way and buy engagement rings, but nothing fancy. two: I am going to college and get my degree in education, because I want to be a teacher and a minor in accounting so that I can manage all the money that you will be making. Three: I want a simple normal life with a modest home and a regular job. When you come home from rocking you will be a husband and a father. Four: I am in charge.
I smile and say...
"DEAL!"
