A Little Bit Dirty - Jenika Snow Page 0,37
show, but it got the guys higher than fucking kites to be in the thick of it. Five was the worst out of them when it came to taking girls backstage after shows. Jacks couldn’t count the number of times he had walked in on Five and a chick or two banging in a storage room, or even behind the tour bus.
They had all had their fair share of sleeping around because the pussy was right there in front of them, but Five, yeah, their bassist was the worst. But now even thinking about sticking his dick in anyone aside from Tanner had the damn thing inverting with disgust.
The crowd kept chanting for them to play “Not a Silver Lining”. Currently it was their number one song. He gripped the microphone stand and turned to look at Five to his left, and then looked at Matty on his right. Jacks had his guitar strapped across his chest, the same as the other two members, and although he didn’t play it every song, he did join in on a few.
“You want to hear ‘Not a Silver Lining’?” The crowd screamed, and he couldn’t help but grin. Sweat already ran down his face, and his shirt was soaked. A girl in the front row called out his name, and he looked down and winked at her. She started fanning her face, and although he had no sexual desire for anyone but Tanner, he also wasn’t going to snub his fans.
They were the ones that made the band who they were, that allowed them to rise to the top. Without them Twisted Feather was just another band in his parents’ basement.
“I don’t think they want to hear ‘Not a Silver Lining’,” Matty said and turned to look at Jacks. “I think they need to scream it louder, make it sound like they are getting fucked.” Matty chuckled in a deep, low voice, and that just had everyone going even crazier and the volume rising to an earsplitting level.
“I want you to fuck me, Matty.”
“Five, make me scream later.”
The comments kept being thrown out by the women, but it juiced the guys up and made everyone in the venue thirsty for more.
“All right, you crazy bastards.” Matty chuckled again and lifted his hand. The volume went down a notch, but there were a few catcalls thrown out.
“I think we should give them what they want, boys,” Five said and looked at all three of them.
And then they started playing. The song started off slow, and gradually picked up rhythm and volume. This was a newer number, one that talked about a young boy that grew up in a broken home, and wishing he had more out of his life.
It wasn’t one of the harder songs they performed, and certainly wasn’t pleasant if someone actually listened to the lyrics. It was real, heartbreaking, and each one of the members had put a little bit of themselves into it, even if none of them had come from a broken home.
His heart is split in two.
A life wished that was something new.
The color of his marks, so dark and so very blue.
He cries something different.
Every day and every night.
Only darkness as his friend.
And only wanting the softness of the light.
The crowd started singing along, and the swaying increased. When that song ended they immediately went into the next, this one faster, harder, and more uplifting. It was imperative to follow up a sorrowful song with something that was totally different, something that was upbeat.
They finished their set nearly two hours later, sweat coating each of them from head to toe, all of them out of breath, and their audience calling out for more.
The lights dimmed, and they headed off to the backstage. Towels and bottles of water were handed to them. The voices were loud and made Jacks’ ears ring. They’d do an encore, but first they needed to hydrate and catch their breath.
“Oh my God, Jacks. That was such a great show.” The female voice that was right behind him had him closing his eyes and breathing out in annoyance. Not fucking now.
Five was checking her out, and Matty and Beats gave him a sympathetic look.
Jacks turned and looked down at Laura. She was the daughter of a roadie that had just joined on less than six months ago when one of their regulars had taken ill. Jacks hadn’t found that out until after he had fucked her backstage after a show one night, and wouldn’t