Let's Lit This Song on Fire

I sat curled up on the couch in my tour bus. I strummed my acoustic softly. There was a knock on the bus door, knowing it wasn’t my band mates because they hadn’t arrived in Texas yet like I had. I placed my guitar down and walked to the door, looking out to see Brian. I smiled widely at him, “you’re early!”

He slipped in as I walked into the bus. He smiled, kissing me softly, “missed you. It’s been days.”

I nodded and smiled, “come in check out my bus.”

“Just yours?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

I smiled, “well, mine, Vanessa’s, and Carly’s bus. The boys get their own.”

He laughed, “but mostly yours?”

I nodded, “this is the living area.” I gestured to the seating area as we walked through it. “We have two TV’s, because well we do.” I laughed and smiled, “we also have two fridges. One for food and another for well important things like alcohol…” He smiled following me, “restroom one.” I pushed the slide door open, “now to the sleeping arrangements.” I walked over to the left side of the bunk, “this side is Carly’s. She always sleeps on the left side. She always has the comic books stashed under her pillow usually.” I smiled and walked the foot distance to the other bunk, “this is Vanessa’s bunk. She’s the chick with the scary movie stash. They both use the top bunks as their closets usually.”

He smiled as I turned and pushed the door open, “your room?”

I nodded and smiled, “this is the master suite, fully equipped with one large closet.” I opened the closet up, “yup, I pack a crap load of outfits…” I smiled and walked to the very back, “and a full bathroom with standing shower.”

“Damn, that’s actually a pretty big shower,” he said looking around. “I think it’s bigger than mine.”

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his waist, “how was your week?”

“Busy, but good,” he said and wrapped his arms around me. “You look beautiful today….”

I smile, “you probably have never seen me in other colors besides red and black, huh?”

He smiled and nodded, “you’re looking very Texan in this outfit.”

I laughed, “come on, I want to get some much needed snuggles out of you.” I tugged him the couple feet over to the bed, kicking my short fridge boots off and flopping on my bed. He smiled and followed suit, pulling me next to him. I smiled up at him.

He pressed his lips to my forehead and closed his eyes, “when do you think your band mates are going to be in?”

“Probably a couple hours,” I said softly, suddenly feeling really relaxed. I felt the throw being pulled up over us and he covered my frame up, wrapping his arms around me again.

There was a knock at the door as I was falling asleep, a loud knock and I sighed, “whoever it is, will either give up and walk away. Or they know the code.”

He chuckled softly and I heard movement at the front of the bus followed by my father’s voice, “Skylar?”

I grumbled, “I was just about to fall asleep….” Brian laughed softly rubbing my back. “Bedroom!” I shouted trying not to kill Brian’s ears though.

He walked back, and leaned on the door, “hey, was coming to see if you wanted to go grab some food, but looks like your busy.”

I rolled my head to the side to look at him, “nap time…”

He laughed, “alright, want me to bring you anything back?”

“Where you going?” I asked curious now.

“Tequila, Tequila,” he said softly.

I perked my head up more, “aw, man…” It was one of my favorite places to eat here in Texas.

He smiled, “change your mind?”

I looked up at Brian, “snuggles later?” He nodded softly and I smiled at my father, “I’m game, but I’m inviting Brian…” I looked back at Brian, “care to join us?”

“I could eat,” he smiled. “If your father doesn’t mind me coming with?”

“Of course you can come,” James said smiling.

I kissed Brian’s cheek, “do we got a ride yet?”

“Yeah, they’re waiting, so come on,” James said and walked out of the bus.

I slipped my fringe boots back on and stood, grabbing my sunglasses and phone. Brian followed behind me and we slipped off the bus into the vehicle waiting. I was excited for some good food with some margaritas.



I slipped into the booth with Brian and James slipped into the seat across the table. I picked up the menu as the host said the waiter would be over soon to get our orders. I tapped my manicure nails against the menu. I smiled, finding what I want closing it as the waiter walked over, “hello, I’m Jorge, I will be your waiter. What can I start you to drink?”

“The mango Marg on the rocks,” I smiled widely. “The jumbo.”

“I’ll take a Corona,” Brian smiled over at me.

“I’ll do a Corona as well,” James said and smiling.

“Oh can we get a large thing of queso,” I said smiling.

He nodded, “be back soon.”

He walked away and I looked between Brian and James, waiting for the show down to begin. My father was bound to do some digging. I know they both knew each other on a level of musician to musician, but not father to boyfriend level… I shoved a chip full of salsa in my mouth and moaned softly. Brian laughed softly next to me and my father shook his head, “you and fucking salsa…”

“I love this shit,” I said smiling. “I love me some fucking Mexican food.”

He laughed and Brian shook his head. The waiter returned with our drinks as the queso, “are you ready to order?” We all nodded and spilled our orders quickly, ready to dive in. I wiggled in my seat sipping my drink and enjoying my chips with salsa and queso.

“You aren’t even kidding,” Brian laughed.

“She’s obsessed,” James said not even fazed by my little wiggles in the booth. “This girl can eat anything Mexican every day…”

I shrugged, “especially margaritas!” I giggled covering my mouth, “how many shots did they put in this thing!?”

Brian laughed in his seat next to me, “plenty obviously.”

I shrugged and sipped it, “so delicious…” I then shoved a thing of chips in my mouth and smiled as he stared at me. I tilted my head, “wha?”

He laughed and looked at James, “you have hid this girl from us way too long James…”

James smiled, “hid, nah, she is just a busy lady. She’s a musician, just like us.”

“Oh and a model,” I pointed at my father and smiled.

“And a model,” he said shrugging. “She’s busy. Glad to have her on tour for a bit with us.” James leaned back in the booth and I watched has his demeanor changed, oh here we go. He looked at Brian, “so you two have become super close the last couple weeks…” He eyed Brian and felt Brian stiffen next to me and nodded. James leaned forward in his sheet, “she ain’t just a good time…you hear me?” Brian nodded and I just sipped my drink, there was no stopping the Hetfield’s when they had a mission. “She is strong and will endure everything life throws her way, fucking break her heart…remember who you have to deal with…”

Brian nodded slowly, “your daughter, Skylar has been amazing to be around. She is absolutely beautiful, blonde or a red head.” He smiled over at me and back at James, “I do not plan to break her heart. I plan to fill it one day with a piece of my own.” He sighed, “she is a great time, but she is a great time I don’t want to lose or have end anytime soon. I hope you accept her and I’s relationship and take it as it comes. I would hate to ruin the friendship with you that has developed over the last few years.”

James nodded, and I spotted our food coming out, “oh lookie, perfect timing.”

I patted Brian’s thigh softly as they sat our food down. The waiter smiled, “refills?” We nodded and he walked away. I dove into my food as well as Brian and my father.

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