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I drop the card, immediately realizing what I’ve touched.
Blood! This crazy stalker put real blood on the note.
Gagging, I bolt to the bathroom to wash the blood off. This person is fucking crazy!God, why couldn’t my life just be normal?What the hell did I do to earn myself a stalker? I wasn’t the face of the band, that was Creed. Sure, I was the only girl but my guys made it clear that I was off limits. Even during interviews, they surrounded me. I was well protected, or so I thought.
The longer I continued to stand here staring at the bloody note, the more my heart rate picked up. I could feel it beating, the blood rushing in my ears. My breathing was becoming erratic and I knew I was having a panic attack. One that there was no getting out of. Dropping to the ground, I curl up in a ball, holding my bloodied hand out in front of me, careful not to let it touch any part of me. Logically I knew that I needed to call the guys, or better yet security, but there was no way I could move to do that. Terror had its nails dug into me and I gave up the fight.
Bang, bang, bang.
The sound jolted me from my spinning thoughts and helped bring me back down to earth. My body was still shaking as I rose to my feet. The note lay at my feet where I dropped it. Grabbing it quickly, I tossed it in the nearby trashcan hoping no one would think to look at it. I still refused to tell a soul what was happening. I was too scared that the threats from previous notes would come true. I mean the psycho already left me a note with blood on it from someone close to me. Who knows how they even got that?
“SKYLAR! YOU BETTER OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!” Sebastian’s strong voice commanded from the other side of the door.
“Shit,” I swear, grabbing a tissue and getting the blood off my hand as well. I’d rather scrub the hell out of my hand but clearly that isn’t an option right now. I toss the tissue in the basket with the note and head over to the door. The second I start to open it, He’s already pushing himself inside, forcing me to take three steps back. “Bas,” I mumble, shutting up immediately when I see the look in his eyes. He’s pissed, immensely.
“Don’t ‘Bas’ me, Skylar,” he growls. “You were supposed to be back in our room fifteen minutes ago. I gave you an extra five minutes.”
“I know, I’m sorry,” I answer with a more confident tone than I’m actually feeling. “It’s hard work to look this good,” I smirk, and run a hand down my body hoping it will pull his attention to what I’m wearing and not notice the turmoil happening inside of me. Sebastian was always good at reading my expressions. He was the worst person to come find me right now.
“Princess,” he groans, completely distracted. My outfit choice definitely did the job. “You are just asking for trouble tonight. If anyone looks at you the wrong way I will fight them. And the second we are off stage I plan on having you bent over the arm of the couch in our dressing room and I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”
By the time he was done talking, Sebastian was standing right in front of me. Our chests were almost pressing together. I could feel his breath on my face as his right hand grabbed my neck in the possessive hold that I love so much, tilting my head back to look up at him. “You, Princess, are delectable.” He leans down to kiss me, pushing his tongue between my lips.
“We need to go now!” Freddy shouts, banging against my open door. I could hear the disgust and annoyance in his tone.
“I’m seriously getting sick of his disgusting ass,” Sebastian murmurs against my lips, placing one last soft kiss against them before he pulls away. “Let’s go put on one rockin’ show!”
Taking one last look at the trashcan I tossed the evidence away in, I followed my boyfriend from the room. There’s no room to dwell on that. The show must always go on.
~~~~~
"That was an amazing concert!" Creed shouts as he jumps up and down while we all walk back to the dressing room.
"I have never seen a crowd that hyped before for us!" Gunner joins in, thumping his fist against Creeds. "We have got to remember how good Oaklow is when we set up more concerts. I definitely wouldn't mind coming back here to play for them again. I bet when our next CD comes out all those fans out there will be pumped!"
"Just them?" I chuckle, needing to give him a hard time. "I'm pretty sure all our fans will go wild when they finally get wind of our next CD."
"You're not wrong, Princess," Sebastian growls in my ear. His arm is slug across my shoulders holding me close against his side. Despite the amount of sweat, I can smell on him, I can still smell the underlying tones of the cologne he loves to wear oh so much. How that smell managed to stay after playing our hearts out under the bright ass stage lights that were beating down on us, I'll never understand but I also won't complain about it. Even covered in sweat, he still smells like home to me.
"So are we going out to party?" Gunner turns around to look at us when we reach the entrance to their dressing room.
I swear these men forget I have my own to use. Sighing, I shake my head and allow Bas to guide me inside alongside him. I still remember the promise he made to me earlier and I have been soaked ever since anticipating what is going to happen.
"In a little," Bas answers, winking down at me. "Princess needs to have her punishment."
I could have sworn his tone got deeper with a hint of lust with his words. It took everything in me to not physically shiver. "What do you have in mind, Sir?" I question, using the nickname I know he loves when I'm submitting to him. I trust him to take care of all my needs when we do this. Never would he hurt me or leave me needy.
"What do we think guys?" He lets his arm drop from around me and moves across the room where Creed and Gunner are standing shoulder to shoulder. "Do we want her to strip, or take care of us first?"
Either. I would take either. As long as I get to touch one of them soon I'll be happy. Involuntarily I rub my legs together, trying to place some pressure against my needy clit.
"I think she needs to get on her knees," Creed answers. "My little Computer Genius had way too many people getting to see her delectable body and I think we need to remind her just who she belongs to."
From across the room, I can see the lust in Creed's eyes as he roams my body. I knew my outfit would drive all of them insane tonight. That had been the plan all along. I just hadn't anticipated how mad it would drive them. All through the concert, they each found ways to touch me. A brush against my arm here. A grab to my ass when my back was turned and no one would see as they walked behind me. Even Gunner found a way to touch me when I jumped up onto the stand his drum set was set up on top of. These men are wicked and possessive. I wouldn't have them any other way though.
"You heard him, Princess," Sebastian commands. "On your knees."
I give a small nod in answer, walking across the room until I reach where they stand. Their stares are making my body heat up even more. I don't wait another second before I drop to my knees in front of Creed. Instead of waiting for more commands, my hands reach up and I begin to unbutton Creed's black jeans and undo the zipper. My hands shake a little with anticipation. It takes everything in me to not roll my eyes when I notice the man went commando.Of course, he did.
