(Love) Contract

Brian’s POV

Fine fine fine, the part after the meeting didn’t go as planned, I give you fucking that.
But-
Worth it.
Anyway, this time I would get my information and she agreed on it. I wouldn’t let it slip away…
After the show we were heading back and had a lot of time to kill on the road, so this would be our topic no. 1
And she could wiggle that cute little ass in front of my face as much as she wants but I won’t give in… maybe later but first I won’t.
I smiled at the thought and just had this one show to get over with.

I saw Matt staring at me from the side, he walked over and I sighed loudly.
Damn, Matt… Why did you have to make everything so complicated?
“Hey man.” Matt looked sad somehow.
“Hey. What’s up?” I asked him and he shrugged. “Not much, haven’t seen you much lately… shut into your hotel room much?” He asked and tried to sound casual, but he wasn’t.
I heard the strain in his voice.“Yeah, I think we are doing good as couple, are we not?”
“Perfect… too fucking perfect.”
“What’s your problem Matt? This was all your idea.” I told him the 100th time.
“I know… but I told you before, don’t give Tara false hope. I.. fuck I like her, alright and I don’t want her to get hurt.” Matt said finally and stunned me a little.
Well, I knew he liked her but, liked like… love? No, that couldn’t be.
What if I did..
I shook my head. “Yeah, I got that. You like her, I won’t hurt her. Everything will be good.”
“Will you tell me what’s your problem with me?” Matt asked suddenly and I frowned.
“Nothing.” I wouldn’t start talking to him about “my problem” just before a show, is he fucking delirious?
“Brian, I fucking hate to be treated like that. I have no fucking clue what I did to anger you. I know you like Tara, is it that? Are you really in love with her? If you would just tell me I knew how to react, how to deal with it, but not talking to me does not solve any problems Brian? Is it something I did? Something I said? Fuck, just talk to me.” Matt ran a hand trough his short hair and sounded desperate.
As desperate as I felt, when he drove off with my girl? She wasn’t my girl anymore, but at the time, she was…

“Can we discuss this later?” I asked him “We are on in about 10 minutes.”
“I freaking know that.” Matt looked angry, mood swings now.
“Maybe, dear Matt… you will just get your brain to working and think of a situation in the past, where you pissed me of, where you not acted like a friend, where you been a major asshole, an asshole not worth calling a freaking friend!” I finally snapped at him, grabbed my guitar and walked off.
Shit, why did I start with this at all? I didn’t want to know, I didn’t even want him to think about it and the least of all I didn’t want to think about it anymore, reliving it while talking to Tara had been enough.

When I was behind the stage I sighed deeply and I felt small hands sneak around my waist, I looked down and saw the tattoo’s and smiled.
“You thought you got rid of me?” Tara asked and I smiled, she made me feel better just like that, chased away everything bothering me.
Did I make her feel that way, too?
I wanted that, I wanted to make her feel that way, I turned around and set the guitar aside.
“No, keep it on.” She smirked and I chuckled. “Why?”
“It’s freaking hot, what can I say, I lied to you… I am not into drummers, but guitar players, I just didn’t know it before.”
“Ouuuuch Tara.” I heard Jimmy behind us and he put his hand to his heart, looking really hurt.
“Sorry Jimmy.” Tara grinned and Jimmy pointed his drum stick at her “I will let that one slip, but… you hurt me.”
He walked away and I grinned, he was a silly guy and I knew Tara and Jimmy got closer on some occasion, I just didn’t exactly know when and what happened.
“So maybe, when you finally tell me what I want to hear, so I can help you… I might offer you a private concert… just you, me and my guitar.”I stroked my fingers down the guitar in a loving way and I saw Tara swallow thickly.
“Well, that sounds like fun, can I make a suggestion.” She asked me and I nodded.
“What would that be?” I asked her and she smirked.
“You, me, your guitar and you will just play in nothing but your naked glory.” She chuckled and I snorted a laugh as well, she was bad.
“As long as you join me in my naked glory, I will be happy to obey you, my lady.”

Tara’s POV

The show was amazing, like all the last ones, but on this Matt looked sad, and distracted, he glanced at Brian but Brian had his stage persona in place, playing with the audience, playing cocky ass guitar god and the crowd loved it.
I had seen that Brian and Matt had been talking just before the show, maybe that was the reason for Matt’s strange behavior.
I was sad to see Matt like that, maybe I should find a way to talk to him and find out what was going on, maybe I could ask him about his behavior. I know it wasn’t my story to tell, but I was curious if he really acted like Brian told me and what his intension was in having an affair with Brian’s girl.
Could he really be so heartless?
Could I have been so wrong about him?
I still liked him and when I looked at him, there was still this attraction drawing me to him…
Was it just attraction?
I was so confused and didn’t like to think about it any further.

“Tara? You want to order some food?” Brian asked and grabbed the phone.
“I thought we would be heading home tonight?” I asked a little confused.
“No, we decided to stay this night and drive early tomorrow morning. So you want something to eat?” Brian asked again and I nodded.
“Yeah, sure. I will take a quick shower, be right back.” He nodded while he talked to the room service.

When I came back to the room, Brian sat on the bed, he flipped through the channels and when he noticed me in my bathrobe he shut off the TV and stared at me.
He patted the place next to him and I walked over there.
“Tell me about it.” He said and we both knew now was the time.
“Okay… where do I start.” I leaned back against the headrest of the bed and Brian laid his arm around me.
“Where it makes sense. You and John have been together for how long? Did you live with him?” Brian asked and I sighed.
“Well, I was broke and Portland was just a stop on my road, but then… In this bar I met John. We were introduced by one of his friends, John seemed to be a nice guy. He was funny and he showed me a lot of attention, he knew a lot of guys, he got me a job, helped me out… from my just stop by… it turned out to be months… he asked me to move in. I was shocked but I was in love and… we had a lot of fun together… John was showing me how to have a good time. I tasted the first drugs while I had been with him. He used to take some… but he stopped, at least that’s what he wanted to make me believe… stupid enough I believed him.” I sighed this was really hard actually.
I was going to tell Brian now how I ruined my life, how I didn’t have any friends left, how people thought of me as addicted whore, because that was what he made me look like.
Should I really continue with this story?
What if Brian wouldn’t believe that this wasn’t my fault, that John tricked me?
Would he really believe what I say?
Did I have another chance now, I looked into Brian’s face, he looked concerned and I couldn’t stand that. I quickly looked away and Brian just pulled me closer. “Don’t worry, whatever it is, I will protect you. You can tell me everything.”
I sighed, now was decision time…

Notes

A little bit of her past.... will she continue?
Will Matt know what Brian is talking about?!

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