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The crowd was cheering under the moonlight sky. Screaming my name like a drug running through their veins.
Chezney, Chezney, Chezney.
The crowd was mostly girls despite my well known "defect".
Chezney, Chezney, Chezney.
Screams, cries, moans, just for one last song. One last serenade. Then the chord struck. I walked back onstage to a single spot lit microphone. Another chord strikes and the crowd grows silent. I peered out into the crowd as the last chord is stuck.. They all seemed to have their eyes closed, hands raised, lighter up. They where already singing my greatest song.
Twilight archangel, Give me a sign, Tell me you need me, tell me you're mine. I took you away from heaven, In the nick of time. Twilight archangel, will you be mine ?
The crowd was riveted. Screams busted louder as I moved around the stage like a mad man. I sang like it was the last song my lungs would ever let me breathe. And all too soon it was over. I had given them their fix, and I was left with nothing but the joy of music. I waved one last time, as the band and I walked off stage.
My band consist of Mike Lentin on keys, Oliver Semme on bass, Morgan Lee on lead guitar, Tylor Bondesski on drums and me, Chezney Boren... And for five long years we have been Chezney's Assassins. We play mostly alternative music, songs with meaning and not some of the garbage I hear on the radio today.
"Best one yet Chezzy." Morgan said giving me a hug in an overly loving way.
"Yes one of the best."
I wasn't really paying attention to anything. I just wanted to get home. So I just smiled and helped everyone load our equipment on the tour bus. It was a cool night outside once you're off from under the spotlights. I smiled again staring up at the moonlight. It seemed to be smiling back at me. It must have known I was finally coming home.
It was a short ride for me. Just a little over 30 miles. We all lived fairly close 'cause we seem to stay in the studio a lot. We lived outside of the rural towns, all deep in the surrounding forest. For me it's mainly tranquility. I'm not the nature lover that Dominic is. That reminds me, I haven't told you anything about him. Which is odd because he is really all I talk about.
Let's see... I don't know where to start. He is tall like me, around 6'3. He is thin. And by that I mean skin and bones, 125 maybe 130 but that would be pushing it. We always joke about him being my Jack Skellington. He has very dark features, high cheekbones and sunken eyes, long brownish black hair that comes down to the middle of his back. He tends to keep it pulled back in a ponytail so I can see his beautiful face. His eyes. One look in his eyes and they will give you orgasms. They are a beautiful crystal blue. Sometimes at night if he walks into a dark room they seem to glow. But my favorite thing is his butt. Yes, his butt. It's weird how thin he is but he has this wonderful ass on him. That kind that you can grab and makes your mouth water. But all in all simply he is the love of my life. Without him, I would be no more.
Dominic
It has been twelve hours since I had my last fix. But Chezney will be home soon and I don't have time to go out for a quick fix. I hate lying to him, but I can't bare the look in those wonderful green eyes when.... if ... I ever tell him about my other life. Heroine, meth, pcp and x all sing much sweeter songs when Chezzy is away.
I hoped everyone like this chapter. I had so much fun writing it. I have started a Yahoo Group for all those who are fans of this story. Anyone is welcome to join. It provides updates on this story and well as other upcoming stories. Also you will be able to read new chapters of Finding Myself Within Eric a full day or two before they are posted to nifty. I'm also looking into a feature website to hold this and more stories I have. If you are interested in joining my yahoo group please go to the following link: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/shadowcastingcollections . Thanks for all the comments PLEASE keep them coming.
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