Secrets in the Lyrics (7 page)

I’ve never, and I mean never, wanted someone like I’ve wanted Gable Johnson.  Before,
I wouldn’t let myself admit it, but when we had sex a few hours ago, it was hot. 
I’m still not sure exactly what we are but I’m not going to push it.  Hell, we both
have needs and it would be nice to have someone help us out with those.

We played a hell of a set tonight.   Now, it’s dark and I’m just taking a walk around
the buses thinking while the last shows finish up. 

I just know that one day we are going to be headlining our own show.  That is the
reason I know we have to keep whatever this is quiet and not even let the rest of
the band know.  If Gable and I decide that we don’t want to do this anymore, then
I don’t want it to mess up our band.

We have a few more shows to play this week, then a day or so after Thanksgiving we’ll
be in Hilton Head.  That’s the closest we’ve been to home yet.  I think from the sounds
of things that guy Scarlet is dating has set up a trip for her to come see Gable. 

Scarlet is a sweet girl and she is a fool over her big brother.  I always thought
she was kinda whiney, that is until she beat the shit out of her ex’s car with an
ax handle.  Now I’m pretty sure she’s a bad ass under that layer of debutante.  I’m
glad she’s found someone to make her happy, and it seems like this guy Ryder would
hang the moon for her if she asked him to.

I feel arms wrap around my waist from behind and I smell him before I turn around. 
“Yes, Gable, can I help you?”

We are in between the buses so I know that no one can really see us.

“Yes ma’am, I think you can.  See, I have this problem in my pants.  There is this
girl who my dick can’t seem to not be hard around.  When I’m near her, even on stage. 
Especially when she sings.” He nuzzles into my neck.

“Oh really, and what do you want me to do, make the girl stay away?”

He shakes his head.  “Oh no, she can’t go away.”

I spin around to face him and back him up against the bus.  “Maybe I can help another
way.”

I drop to my knees in front of him, undoing his jeans and pulling out his thick cock. 
I lick the tip of it and then continue by sliding my mouth down over it as far as
I can go, working what I can’t fit in my mouth with my hand.

“Fuck, Ivie.”

After a few minutes I can feel his balls tightening, then he snatches me up and pulls
down my pants.  I turn around and face the bus, bending over and bracing my arms against
it.  I feel him thrust into me and it doesn’t take us long to both explode into an
orgasm.

I smile as we are getting our clothes back on straight.  “So, did that help with the
girl problem?”

He chuckles.  “Well for now, but I may be addicted to her.”

~*~*~

We only have three more days until we play the show in Hilton Head and I’m glad we
will get to spend a couple of days there.  We have one more show after tonight until
we get there and I’m glad, I can tell I need a rest.  All of the extra cardio that
Gable and I have been sneaking in is doing a number on me.

The guys are horsing around on the way back to the bus.  Gable and I have devised
a plan to get alone time.

I stop.  “Shit guys, I left my phone back by the stage.  I’ll catch up with you guys.”  
Step one complete.  Now I just wait between the buses until he gets here.

I do not know how the guys haven’t caught us yet.  The other night a roadie for Ransom’s
End almost caught us behind one of the storage trailers.

I giggle, suddenly feeling an arm around my waist, until I feel it tighten and a hand
go over my mouth.  “So you weren’t ever fucking him, huh?  Then how come for the past
three nights I’ve watched you guys sneaking around?  Seems you’ve turned into quite
the exhibitionist.”  He puts his mouth next to my ear, running his nose by it.  “You
know, it might turn me on, I might would take you up against this bus right now if
you hadn’t fucking pissed me off so bad.”

My heart feels like it is about to pound out of my chest.  Where in the fuck is Gable? 

“So, you know you cost me my fucking job, I think I deserve some sort of repayment.” 
He tries to nuzzle my neck and I start trying to get away.  I finally bite his hand. 
“FUCK!  You bitch!”

I manage to pull away but at the same time he throws me into the side of one of the
buses.  I fall to the ground.  “Chad, I didn’t do anything to make you lose your job.”

“Oh yeah, then why did they drug test me you lying fucking cunt?”  He kicks me in
the side.  “I got fired for that and my anger problems.  Then a couple good ole’ boys
came and beat the shit out of me.”  He rests his boot on my hand.  “So, why don’t
you start explaining before I break that fucking hand you play bass with?”

My voice quivers.  “Chad, I’m serious, I don’t know anything about any of this.” 
He pushes his heel down further into my hand.  “Chad, I’m sorry, but I really don’t
know anything.  Please let me up.”

I bury my face in the dirt and suddenly he’s gone.  I look up to see him and Gable
rolling all over the ground fighting.  I scream for security.  Finally, a big ass
guy from one of the other bands comes over and grabs Chad, slamming him into a bus
hard enough that it shook.  By that time security is there calling the local police
and escorting him away.  A couple of the officers take a statement from me before
they leave.

Walking back to the bus, I realize I now have an audience.  My band looks angry enough
to kill Chad on the spot.  I look around and Gable takes me under his arm.  “Come
on sweetie, let’s get you on the bus.  Is your hand okay?”

For the first time since Chad’s boot was lifted off of it, I think about it.  I flex
it.  “It feels okay, but it’s going to be sore.”

He kisses the top of my head.  “Are you sure we don’t need to have a doctor check
it or anything?”

I stumble a little, feeling drained and dizzy.  “No, it’ll be fine.”

Gable stops me and turns.  “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m just a little dizzy, I think the adrenaline is hitting me.”

The next thing I know he’s scooping me up off the ground and I’m being carried to
the bus.  Keeg and Stoney have beat us there, they open the door for me and Gable
walks straight through the bus to the back bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.

He starts undressing me out of my sweaty show clothes and grabs a pair of my pajamas. 
“Here baby, put these on and lie down.  I’m going to get you some water and something
to eat.”

I nod. “Thanks.”

He steps out the door and I can hear the guys talking to him as he gathers up some
stuff for me.  Once he steps back in the room, he brushes my hair back from my face. 
“Babe, are you sure you’re okay?” He sits some crackers, water, and pain medicine
down for me.

“Yes, I’m fine, I just need some sleep.  I know I’m going to be sore, but I’ve been
through worse.”

He nods. “I know, but don’t remind me.”  He steps back.  “Look, you’re going to sleep
in here tonight so you can stretch out.  I’ll check on you in a little bit, okay?”

I slide into the bed after eating my crackers and taking my pain medicine. I do my
best to drift off into sleep.

Walking back out into the living area of the bus, I sit down to talk with Keeg and
Stoney for a little while.  They have a ton of questions, but I finally stop them. 
“Look, I’m sure Ivie will talk about it in the morning, right now she just needs to
rest.”

They both nod and we sit back, drinking a few beers, playing Xbox, and eating junk
food.  Stoney looks up at me after a few beers.  “So, are you gonna tell us what’s
been going on between the two of you?”

I look at them like they are crazy, pausing the game.  “What in the hell are you talking
about?”

Keeg lets out a barking laugh.  “Dude, it really hasn’t been too hard to figure out.” 
He smiles.  “You went from looking like you
could
grudge fuck each other to death, to looking like you
have
grudge fucked each other to death.”  He takes a sip of his beer.  “Then, the fact
that you are now both going missing right after shows, and if that wasn’t enough,
one of the roadies told Stoney they saw you the other night.”

I put my hand out.  “Look-.”

Stoney stops me.  “Hey, we are okay with it, as long as you guys don’t fuck it all
up for the band. I mean hell, you’ve both been in a lot better mood, so I see it as
a win-win.”

I look at him confused.  “A win-win?”

He laughs.  “Yes, you guys are happy, not moping around anymore, and it means more
pussy for Keeg and me.”

I flop my head back and run my hands through my hair.  “Look guys, we are both just
figuring it out.  We don’t want to jeopardize the band either, so that is why we’ve
been quiet about it.  Okay?”

Stoney leans forward.  “Hey man, it’s cool, we aren’t going to say anything.”

Suddenly, we hear Ivie screaming from the back room.  I jump up and run to the back. 
Bursting through the door, I see Ivie thrashing in the bed.  I reach for her and she
begins hitting me.  “IVIE! Baby, it’s me, wake up.” I shake her a little.  “Ivie,
wake up.”

Finally, her eyes pop open.  She gulps a breath and I see the tears dried on her face. 

Finally, I sit her up and start rubbing her back.  “Are you okay?”

She shakes her head and covers her face with her hands.  “Oh my God. It was just a
dream.  He was attacking me.  It was crazy.”

I shoo the guys away from the door.  “I’ll stay back here with her.”

I stand up, strip down to my boxers, and slide into bed with her.  I pull her back
into me and stroke her hair.  “Baby, just go back to sleep.  I’ll stay here with you.”

“Gable.  What about the guys?”

“I’ll talk to you about it in the morning.  Try to go back to sleep.”

~*~*~

Morning comes way too quickly.  The sun is shining in from the side windows of the
bus and I feel the slow swaying motions of our movement.  I look down at my chest
that has Ivie’s hair draped across it.  This feels great, I wish I could wake up every
day like this. 
What in the hell am I saying?

Sliding her off my chest, I slowly stand up to go take a piss.  She stirs from her
sleep and sits up, rubbing her face.  “Hey.”

“Hey, babe.  I’ll be right back.”

She nods as I leave the room.  Once I’m in the hallway, I can still hear Keeg and
Stoney snoring from their bunks.  I go into the bathroom and do my business, quickly
returning to the bedroom.

As I enter the bedroom, she’s looking at her arms and moves to feel the sides of her
face.  She looks up at me. “So, how did you explain sleeping in here all last night
to the guys?”

I sit down on the side of the bed. “Well, right before you had your nightmare, the
guys basically called me on the carpet about us.  I guess we haven’t been as discreet
as we thought we were being.”

She puts her hands over her mouth.  “Oh my God!  What did they say about it?”

I shrug.  “They are cool with it, said we both seem happier and less bitchy.  As long
as it doesn’t mess up the band, they are fine.  Plus, they said it leaves more chicks
for them.”

She snorts a laugh.  “They would add that in there.”

I chuckle.  “Yeah, they referred to it as a win-win.  A minute or so after that, you
started screaming.  We ran in here and figured out you were having a nightmare.  I
decided to stay in here with you, so you weren’t alone.”  I lean over and pull her
in, nuzzling her neck.  “But I have to say, waking up with you this morning was damn
good.  If I hadn’t had to piss so damn bad, I might have tried out this bed with you.”

She giggles.  “Stop it, we are not doing that in here so that Beavis and Butthead
out there can hear us.”

I kiss her.  “I’m just playing.  I figure we’ll be staying in hotels for the next
couple of nights, and we can definitely take advantage of that.”  I kiss my way down
to her collar bone.

“Stop before you start something neither of us will want to stop.  Let’s go eat some
breakfast, and I promise tonight we’ll stay in the same room.” She stands and adjusts
her clothes.  “Come on, let’s go eat.”

We step out into the hallway where Keeg and Stoney are coming out of their bunks.

Keeg looks up.  “Is somebody cooking, or are we gonna ask Tanker to stop the bus?”

I glance up at them.  “No, let’s just cook.  Tanker is trying to get us into Birmingham
as soon as he can.  His son is in college there, he’s coming to hang out and watch
the show tonight.”

They all nod, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes.  Ivie makes her way through the
group of us. “Come on, fucktards, I’ll make some eggs and bacon.”

Stoney laughs and pops her on the ass.  “Get your ass in the kitchenette, little woman.”

She spins around and nut checks him.  “Just for that, I’m not making extra bacon for
you.”

He grabs her around the waist.  “I’m just kidding.  Please fix my extra bacon.”

She shakes her head.  “Get in there and sit down, guys.  Play your damn Xbox or something
and shut up.”

They make their way into the sitting area while Ivie starts getting stuff out for
breakfast.  I step in the kitchenette area on my way and brush my hand on her ass.
“Thanks.”