ROTR, Monster Energy Stage - 2013



Brian and Johnny, will forever bullying that kid. It had something to do with what Arin said, and they just continued to make fun of him. Be it his hair, his skinny feature or his lazy and laid back style – they will always find a point to make fun of him.

“Johnny, you’re just happy because we’re not making fun of your height anymore.”

I blended in, trying not to look like I was listening to Halestorm up front too much.

“Yeah Jawny, we’re actually forgot about that. Have you gotten taller?” Brian slurred, holding a beer can in his hand and he laughed together with the guys from Stone Sour.

“You guys are no different than us. We make fun of each other all the time.”

“Now you stay out of this Corey.” Johnny started to protest. I shook my head at them and noticed that with Freak Like Me, Halestorm ended their performance. Once their drummer, Arejay entered backstage, we all clapped for them, giving our support. He and the bassist bowed and hugged with almost all of us, but I was looking for the frontwoman of the band, Lzzy.

Oh there she was. I was about to call her but then I saw she rushed on and grabbed the hand of the guitarist. Joe, or to be exact, her husband. They ran off somewhere under the metal stairs and disappeared behind the wall. And I just had to close my eyes.

Was Lzzy feeling horny on stage or what? God, that damn guitarist was lucky to have her. If she was mine, I would be ready to satisfy her needs everytime we’re off the stage because to be honest sometimes I get a boner on stage too. Not for sexual reasons, though.

“Matt, we wanna head back to the hotel. You’re coming?”

I opened my eyes and Zacky was talking straight to me. “Sorry, what?”

“I said we’re heading back. You wanna come?”

“Um, I think I’m gonna hang here for a bit.”

Zacky shrugged and off he went with Brian, Johnny and Arin. I hung around, greeting my old friends from Three Days Grace and I even took a brave step to approach the guys of Halestorm. I noticed there was a girl with them - bespectacled with curly brown hair.

“Oh!” she squealed when she saw I was coming over. Both Arejay and the bassist turned to me.

“Hi guys.”

“Heyy Matt!” Arejay hugged me tightly since we knew each other way back.

“Hey Arejay. Congrats for the Golden Gods.”

“Thanks man. You’re alone? Where are the others?”

“They headed back to the hotel already. How are you guys? I mean, wow. You guys have finally made it through. Grammy too! Amazing!”

“We’re good. Thanks again, dude. Well, we just kept doing what we did 10 years ago. Oh damn, where are my fucking manners. This is Josh, our bassist. And this is um..what’s your name again, Wesley?”

The girl laughed and snorted. “Duh, you just said it.”

“Uh yeah, I just wanna hear you do that snort thing. This is Wesley, our tour manager. Don’t mind her, she’s a bit craaazyy.” Arejay whispered at the very last part and I laughed. Why do I feel like the two of them are made for each other?

“Wow, you guys sure will make a cute couple.”

Both Arejay and Wesley limped. They stunned and blinked at me. Josh burst out laughing suddenly and I furrowed my brows. Did I say something wrong?

“Noooo! Noo fucking way, Matt. I’m married.” Arejay showed off his ring finger.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“Well, there’s a lot of thing that you don’t know about us. Since my sister kept you hidden from our view.”

“What?”

“She won’t let the news of our marriage or having kids to be leaked in media, dude. I don’t know why but I’m pretty sure it’s because of you.”

“But..what..I mean, why?”

“Beats me. Probably that incident 10 years ago still haunted her.”

“10 years ago? What happened 10 years ago?” Wesley urged him. She looked interested in knowing.

“I….have said too much already. Stop poking your nose into somebody’s business!”

I’m confused. Well, she had the right to keep their personal lives away from public but why should I be the reason for it?

“She loves your Shepherd of Fire you know.” Wesley spoke, breaking the train of thoughts in my head.

“She…does?”

“Yeah. To her it sounds perfect.”

I can’t help but smile to this fact. She still listened to us! My heart fluttered and I had to hold back the temptation to jump around in excitement.

“How do you take care of your hair? It looks like horse hair.”

I frowned at Wesley and found that she said the darndest things but then suddenly I saw Joe was stomping out from behind the wall and he went out of the backstage off to the concert ground, alone. Where’s Lzzy?

“I mean it’s shiny! I didn’t say that he looks like a horse!”

“Wesley, that is a rude thing to say to someone you just met.”

“I’m just saying, Josh! Jeez, you guys are a total needle!”

“Needle?”

I let their conversation be as the background noise to my thoughts right now. I waited for Lzzy to come out of her hidden place but she didn’t. 15 minutes went by and I endured another awkward joke from Wesley, I can’t take it anymore. Luckily Arejay pulled out his phone and tried to call his sister, so did Josh and Wesley too but all of their efforts gone in vain.

“God, where is she?”

“Lzzy rarely do this. Usually when she wants to go somewhere she will inform one of us.”

“Hey where’s Joe?”

“Maybe she’s with him?”

“Guys, excuse me.” I barged in the middle of their discussion. They acknowledged me and I cleared myself from there. Something’s wrong. I can feel it.

~*.*~

As I was approaching the vault room, I heard a sobbing noise. Oh shit, Lzzy? Why was she crying? Did she fight with her husband? I took an awful damn of courage to open the door and there she was. I saw her wiped her cheeks away and got up from her seat. She was crying on the floor? Damn you Joe. What did you do to her?!



“Lzzy?”

She jumped and spun around. From her widened eyes, I knew she was surprised to see me there and that she had nowhere to run anymore. God if only I can hold her tight in my arms right now, I will make all her pain go away.

She shoved me away and tried to walk but then her body lost balance and she instantly squatted down, her lips hissed and her face scrunched up in pain. I was worried to death, but then she told me that it was just blisters from her shoes. Jesus, women and shoes! I never understood that.

“Trust me, Lzzy. I know what I’m doing. My ex-wife always had blisters on her feet. She was just as crazy about shoes as you.”

I bit my tongue quickly. Goddamnit, Matt! Why did you bring up story about Val? You knew Lzzy had a hateful history with her! Nevertheless, I slowly took her foot and rested in on my lap and started massaging her palm. Her milky skin felt soft in my hand, just as I remembered the first time we became intimate.

I pressed my knuckles deep on her skin and watched as she tilted her head back, revealing her long sexy neck. I wanna bite her there..

“Yes…there…yes..” she moaned and I swallowed the lump in my throat. I looked down on my lap. Her foot was rubbing on my crotch without her realizing it. Damn it Horsey, calm down! Not right now!

I released her foot and quickly stood up. Lzzy looked a little baffled, eyeing me with a puzzled eyes while I was awkwardly fidgeting with my backwards cap.

“Uh, I should call your husband. And tell your band mates that you’re here.”

Yeah, I should. I mean, she’s married! I don’t wanna wreck somebody’s home. Plus she has a daughter! An adorable one at that.

I pushed the door forward but it only opened a little bit. What the hell? I pushed again, and the door knocked on something in front of it. I tried to take a peek. Shit! Who the hell hired a clumsy event staff like this? They piled on black vaults of instruments and amplifiers right in front of this motherfucking door! Now how will we get out?

“Um, I think we’re stuck.”

I turned and murmured to her, only to watch her eyes widened in surprise again.

“WHAT? NO WAY.”

“Yeah, some asshole put these vaults in front of the door. And they piled them up high.”

“Shit. We have an interview tonight.”

“So do we.”

“What, That Metal Show?”

“Yeah.”

“We’re so screwed.”

“Wait, call someone!” I snaked in my pockets, searching for my phone but it wasn’t there. Oh shit! I just remembered that I left it in my room, being charged.

“Fuck!” she cursed.

“What, why?”

“My phone ran out of battery.”


God, just what did you plan on us?

Notes

for you @Kimmie!! hahahah but don't be maaddd XD and don't worry i'll make it up for you in the next chap! XD