OK my lovely fans. this story came to my head while i was trying to go to sleep last night. it isnt much yet but i want to see what you think. Comment, Vote, and Fan please!
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“Stop!” I yelled at Tucker for the tenth time.
“Oh, come on. You know you love it.” Tucker said as he tried to feel me up yet again. I got up from my bar stool to stand in front of his stool. I gave him a sultry look as I slowly leaned forward like I was going to kiss him. He looked shocked at my sudden change in mood but then he smirked, “knew you couldn’t resist.”
“Oooh, babe. You are so right, I can’t resist,” I said before bringing my knee up hitting him where the sun don’t shine. “Feel that,” I straightened up and left him doubled over, clutching himself.
Going into the kitchen I grab some crackers from the cupboard and munched on them for a snack. Charlie came storming in pretty pissed off. “What’s up my twin bro?” I asked not really caring that he obviously was mad at me for something I did.
“What’s up?! Oh I don’t know, Tucker just quit the band. Our lead singer just quit a week before we have a huge gig! That’s what’s up!” Charlie was standing over me yelling by the time he finished.
“First, step back and calm down. Second, you do know that you technique of trying to intimidate me has long since not worked on me. Third, don’t blame him quitting on me. Block head in there doesn’t seem to know that when I say ‘stop’ I mean ‘keep your grimy hand off me or I’ll neuter you.’ From now on don’t bring home friends that try to get in my pants every time you leave the room.”
“Fine, whatever! We’ll have to find another singer.” He started to leave, anger still present in his demeanor, then stopped in the kitchen doorway. “And don’t blame Paul for coming on to you last time. He was REALLY drunk at the time.”
“Excuses, excuses. Next time one of your band members touches me without my permission that’s it! You guys can’t practice here,” I said gesturing to the loft Charlie and I shared.
“Okay, as long as you stop hitting, kicking or kneeing them in the jewels. I need them to have their usual voices not some soprano crap that messes with the song.”
“Deal. I have to work late at the bar tonight so don’t wait up okay.”
“Cool. See yah, Cella. I have to go find a new singer.” Charlie left me to my snack.
I felt bad that he had to get another singer so close to the gig he’s been waiting for since last month, but I wasn’t gonna let people try and get into my pants every 10 minutes. I get enough of that at work.
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