Thrasher

Chapter 8

The crowd is screaming, some are holding signs for Syler, some for us too which surprised me, the majority though are for Organized Chaos. I'm standing at the side of the stage peeking out the curtain. There is a girl holding a sign in the front row that says "Logan will you marry me? #FutureMrsBrooks." Another girl next to her has a sign that reads "All the guys are hot but I'm here for the #Music" I actually really like that sign.

Syler gets on stage and like usual rocks. The fans are screaming, jumping, and singing along to the words they know. Caine looks bewildered when a fan throws her bra on stage but he quickly smiles giving her a wink and getting back into the song on his part.

Once Syler is finished we have a few minutes where we do our group hug before heading onto the stage.

"Hellooo Jackson! How's everybody doing tonight? Did Syler pump you guys up? I hope so!" I'm answered with screams.

"Hey I'm Kyle!"
"Cam!"
"Logan! What's that sign say? Will you... well future Mrs. Brooks, I'd love to! But I don't think my mom would allow it, as I'm much too young for marriage."
Everybody laughs and the fan girl with the sign screams shaking her sign in the air.

"I'm excited for the room service we will be receiving tonight!"

"Shut up Mikey!" We say in unison again for the third night in a row, I'm starting to think that this is becoming a nightly thing.

"I'm Mikey and I'm still excited about the room service!"
The crowd laughs at his antics.
"I am Carson and we are Thrasher! I hope y'all enjoy our set."

And with that we jump into our first song of the night. After a few songs our roadies pull our stools out onto the stage. We all sit in a semi circle with our guitars on our laps, Mikey has a smaller keyboard and Cam is sitting on this acoustic drum box.
"Okay, were going to play y'all a new song we've been working on, y'all will be the first to hear it." Logan says into his mic.
Cam counts us in as I bring my mic up to my lips before I start singing.

Feeling used but I'm
Still missing you and I can't
See the end of this
Just want to feel your kiss
Against my lips
And now all this time is passing by
But I still can't seem to tell you why
It hurts me every time I see you
Realize how much I need you

I hate you, I love you
I hate that I love you
Don't want to but I can't put nobody else above you
I hate you, I love you
I hate that I want you
You want her you need her
And I'll never be her

I put my mic down and grab my guitar picking up where Logan left off as he brings his mic to his lips.

I miss you when I can't sleep
Or right after coffee
Or right when I can't eat
I miss you in my front seat
Still got sand in my sweater
From nights we don't remember
Do you miss me like I miss you?
Fucked around and got attached to you
Friends can break your heart too, and
I'm always tired but never of you
If I pulled a you on you, you wouldn't like that shit
I put this real out, but you wouldn't bite that shit
I type a text but then I nevermind that shit
I got these feelings but you never mind that shit
Oh oh, keep it on the low
You're still in love with me but your friends don't know
If you wanted me you would just say so
And if I were you, I would never let me go
I don't mean no harm
I just miss you on my arm
Wedding bells were just alarms
Caution tape around my heart
You ever wonder what we could've been
You said you wouldn't and you fucking did
Lie to me, lie with me, get your fucking fix
Now all my drinks and all my feelings are all fucking mixed
Always missing people that I shouldn't be missing
Sometimes you gotta burn some bridges just to create some distance
I know that I control my thoughts and I should stop reminiscing
But I learned from my dad that it's good to have feelings
When love and trust are gone
I guess this is moving on
Everyone I do right does me wrong
So every lonely night I sing this song.