Off Your Rocker?

by K E Osborn

  “Hey baby can you bring me my mobile phone when you come back in, please?” Colt calls out from the bathroom. I grab his phone off the bedside table and take it into the bathroom.

  “Here you go,” I say while handing it to him.

  He smiles at me and then he brushes his teeth. I wrap my arms around him from behind and he holds onto my hand with his free one. Switching on his phone, which I hadn’t realised he’d turned off, it buzzes showing four missed calls and two voice messages. He exhales and rolls his eyes. Leaning down he spits and rinses his mouth with water as he presses speaker for the first message to come through.

  “Hey Colt, Rob here. It’s eight and we were meant to meet in the penthouse at half seven. All the guys are here waiting for you, so when you’re ready to grace us with your presence feel free to join us.” I bite my bottom lip as I know he didn’t go so he could spend more time with me, which only makes me feel guilty.

  “Hey, if you need to go, that’s cool. I’ve had you to myself for hours,” I say.

  He smiles turning and wrapping me in his arms. “No, you can have me to yourself for a little while longer until we need to go to the Rolling Stone magazine interview.”

  The next voice mail plays. “Hey Sladenator, they moved the interview to nine, so you better get your arse over here in time or they’re pulling the interview. So hurry the fuck up man,” Dingo says as Colt looks over at the time.

  “Fuck,” he exclaims rushing into the bedroom to put some clothes on.

  “I’m sorry,” I say feeling like a right cow for keeping him here when he’s supposed to be working. It’s five minutes to nine. Hopefully, he’ll get there just in time.

  “Baby, don’t be sorry just get dressed you’re coming with me,” he says.

  I smile and get dressed as quickly as possible and we make our way next door to the penthouse suite. I knock on the door and it opens to a really skinny, blonde model wearing only sexy see through lingerie and not much else. I look up at Colt and his eyes are looking anywhere but at the girl.

  “Oh hey, guys he’s here,” she calls out in her all American accent. She opens the door fully and we walk in to see the penthouse has been set up as a photo studio. There’s screens everywhere, lighting and cameras and all sorts of stuff I’ve never seen before. Colt takes my hand and we walk into the lounge room where some make-up and hair stylists are working on Dingo and Johnny. Hux is standing in front of a screen, being photographed with a snake around his neck and two scantily clad women kneeling at his feet with their hands grasping on to his legs. He looks in his element. I inadvertently grasp tighter onto Colt’s hand.

  “Mr. Slade, so nice of you to join us. If you could come with me we can get you into hair and make-up,” some lady states sarcastically as she drags him away from me. Our hands part and he looks back at me furrowing his brow. I mouth, ‘it’s okay’ to him, and he nods in acknowledgement. I make my way over to Anna and Sia who are sitting in the corner out of the way.

  “Hey girls, this is hectic,” I say as I sit next to Anna.

  “Tell me about it. They’ve done photo shoots before but nothing like this, live animals and lesbians, very rock and roll,” Sia says pointing to the two girls kneeling next to Hux who are now positioned like they’re about to kiss.

  “I know I’m usually pretty laid back, but if they have girls hanging off Johnny like that I won’t be happy,” Anna says. I exhale and wonder what they’ll make Colt do as the three of us watch Hux make love to the camera.

  “So, how come you guys were late?” Sia asks.

  “Colt officially asked me to be his girlfriend last night, we were… um... celebrating.”

  Anna and Sia both gasp and look at me all wide eyed. “Are you serious?” Anna asks.

  I smile and bite my lip. “Yep, and I might have told him that I was in love with him too,” I say and their mouths drop open.

  “And he didn’t run?” Sia asks looking over at Colt and then back to me.

  “Did he say it back?” Anna asks quickly.

  “No, he didn’t run, but he was a little frazzled by it, so he didn’t say it back. But that’s okay I get the whole Macy thing and how it’s hard for him to say.”

  “Wow, just wow,” Anna exclaims and pats me on the back.

  “Yeah, I’m with you Anna, I can’t believe it. Normally when anyone tells Colt they love him, he gets rid of them as soon as possible,” Sia blurts out looking at me biting the side of her lip in concern.

  Guess that came out without her thinking about it first.

  A wave of panic floods through my veins as I start to wonder if Colt will do the same to me. If I’ve scared him completely and now I’ll be tossed aside.

  “Hey, stop it. I can see that look in your eyes, Lia. He’s not going to dump you. If he was going to he would’ve done it already,” Anna says, gently grasping my arm making me look at her.

  “You think?” I ask, still feeling concerned that he might freak out completely.

  “I do, he’s really into you, anyone can see that.”

  I nod my head in recognition and place my hand over Anna’s. “Thanks.”

  “Can we have Mr. Slade now Trina?” some man calls out loudly, catching my attention.

  “Sure thing,” she says as she styles his hair one last time before he’s taken into the bedroom. Anna takes my hand and starts to walk with me toward the room.

  “C’mon lets watch,” she says with a girlish grin.

  I smile and we make our way just outside the bedroom so we can see in, but we’re not in anyone’s way. Colt’s wearing torn jeans and they’ve put oil all over his chest to make him glisten. He looks mouth wateringly delicious. There’s a ton of people in the room and they’re all fussing about the place making everything look just right. The photographer takes his position near the end of the bed and Colt walks over and lies down on the bed and some woman hands him a guitar. Laying on his back with his guitar covering his groin the photographer starts taking the photos. I can’t help but smile at Colt, he looks so much like the rocker he is.

  “Right, great work Mr. Slade, but I think we need to spice it up a bit. Can we have the girls in here please?” the photographer calls out loudly. The two girls that were hanging off Hux walk into the bedroom and await their instructions. My heart starts to race. I don’t want them touching Colt, he’s mine.

  Anna wraps her arm around my shoulders. “Maybe we should leave them to it?” she whispers in my ear. I shake my head in refusal and stare directly at Colt as the two girls crawl onto the bed, one either side of him. He lifts his head from the mattress and his eyes lock with mine as the two girls put a leg over his and their hands are all over his chest. My breathing quickens and my heart is thudding in my chest. I’m jealous. These girls don’t know him and they’re all over him, it’s disgusting. His eyes don’t leave mine as the girls are positioned on him.

  “Okay, eyes on the camera, Mr. Slade,” the photographer says.

  Colt grimaces and exhales. “Until the end of time, Lia.”

  My heart stops and then explodes with overwhelming love for him. I smile and nod my head at him in recognition. He smiles and then looks toward the camera. I hear the clicking of the shutter going off in fast succession. I hope this is over with quickly.

  “Okay, just you, in these ones,” the photographer says pointing to the girl on the right. She smiles and the other girl gets off the bed and walks out of the room. I feel like bitch slapping her as she walks past me, but I don’t.

  “Right, make this sexy. I want you two to be in absolute lust for each other.”

  Colt frowns as the girl moves her hand down his chest and slides her fingers into the top of his pants right above his cock. A small noise escapes me as Anna tightens her hold around my shoulders. I tense up as the girl rests her head over his chest kissing his nipple. Colt’s eyes clench tightly shut, and I feel like bursting through the doors and pulling her off him by her tacky hair extensions.

  “Eyes open,
Mr. Slade and focused on her, make love to her with your eyes,” the photographer says, making me grunt just a little. Colt opens his eyes and he looks down at her, his brows are furrowed and his eyes look pained.

  “Okay, hold it. Mr. Slade if you want to be on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine you have to want it. Looking like you want to murder her is not sexy. If you want your band to be successful in this biz you have to put a little effort into your publicity, or you’ll bring the whole band down with you. Got it? Now give me sexy, damn it,” he yells. Colt shuts his eyes tight as she slides her hand down his pants almost to her wrist. I shudder and Colt opens his eyes flaming with lust for the practically naked girl that’s all over him. Her lips meet with his chest again and she looks up at him through her lashes. His hand moves to the back of her hair and he grasps a fistful. He grabs her hand down his pants by the wrist and looks at her with such a sultry stare that my knees feel weak. I can’t believe he’s grabbing her by the wrist, that’s our thing. My heart sinks a little in my chest while my limbs start to feel heavy.

  “Great! Dominant, sexy. I love it. Keep going,” the photographer calls out making me want to puke. She moves her head up to his neck and kisses him seductively. My hands clench tightly as I start to gnaw on my bottom lip. Her mouth moves across his cheek and her lips meet the corner of his mouth. I flush a cold sweat and it takes every ounce of strength I have not to scream.

  I scrunch my eyes tightly for a moment and hear Anna gasp. I open to see her biting Colt’s bottom lip and he’s looking like he’s loving every second of it. My eyes widen in shock as he runs his hand down her spine seductively and to her arse where he grips a hold of her cheek. It’s like the wind has been knocked out of me and I’m gasping for air, drowning in a sea of jealousy and rage. Hot tears pool in my eyes.

  “Lia, c’mon, I think you’ve seen enough,” Anna whispers in my ear, tugging at my hand to walk away with her, but I can’t move. I’m like a statue glued to the ground watching as my lover practically makes out with another woman. The tears break through the wall and flood down my face as I watch him look at her with such desire and lust. I can’t believe I told him last night that I was in love with him and now he’s looking at her like that? I can’t help but think that I pushed him into this. I pushed him into the arms of another woman and he’s milking it for all it’s worth. I’m losing him and the pain is unbearable. A small sob escapes my mouth as the world comes crashing down around me. I feel dizzy as she straddles him and grinds her crotch into his groin pinning him to the bed. Seriously there’s sexy photos then there’s porn, and I know which category this is. I swallow a lump in my throat as the bile creeps up. I cover my mouth with my hand while his hands grip onto her arse cheeks tightly. She lets out a small moan causing my insides to quiver in disgust.

  “Okay got it, good work, Mr. Slade, very sexy,” the photographer encourages and I watch as Colt picks the girl up by her waist and moves her off him. He looks at me, he’s breathing hard as he furrows his brows and frowns while he rearranges his cock in his pants. He got hard with her on top of him. I can see the bulge in his jeans. I scowl at him and sniff wiping the tears from my cheeks. I can’t believe he got his rocks off doing that. I huff in disgust and turn walking away. I’m so beyond infuriated right now.

  “Lia... Lia wait,” Colt calls out, but my blood is beyond boiling point. Anna looks at me biting her bottom lip and I storm out of the penthouse and walk toward the suite where I confessed my love for him this morning. I did this, I pushed him away. A fresh wave of tears fall down my cheeks as I swipe the key card for the door, frantically trying to get inside. I hear running footsteps down the hall, but I don’t look to see who they are. A hand grabs my arm and spins me around forcefully. I look up at Colt who looks panic stricken as he takes hold of both my arms strongly. Any composure I may have had, I’ve completely lost. My head is frazzled and I can’t think of anything other than the image of him rearranging his erection which he got from her. His mouth crashes to mine, and I shake my head violently to get him off of me. I struggle in his grip and try to push him away. “Lia!” he says loudly, as I cry and push frantically trying to get him away from me. I try to bring my knee up, but his body is against mine pushing me hard to the door of our suite. I can’t control my emotions as I start to breathe quickly. I’m hyperventilating and my eyes are so full with tears that I can’t even see his face anymore. “Lia, baby stop,” he whispers in a soothing voice, that only soothes for a second and then my fury is back. My arm gets free of his grip and I try to push him away, but he’s too strong. “Fuck baby, please. C’mon it’s not what you think.” He takes my face in his hands. I grasp at his wrists trying to move his hands away from me, but nothing I do equals his strength.

  “Not what I think? You got hard for another girl, hours after I told you I’m in love with you. You fucking prick. Now let me go,” I yell at the top of my lungs. I see Anna and Johnny walk out of the penthouse suite. Anna’s hand shoots to her mouth as Johnny walks toward us. I continue to struggle against Colt.

  “Lia, it’s not like that. Will you just stop and listen to me?”

  “No, what’s there to say, Colt?” I scream in his face. I struggle against him again, so forcefully that my hand is freed and I bring it up and slap him hard across his face. He grunts and grabs hold of my shoulders tightly shaking me a little. I’m so past rational, that all I want to do is claw his face off. My hands have a mind of their own at this moment and I punch toward him and my knuckles make contact with his jaw. I pound on his chest hard trying to get him away from me. He grabs my wrists and holds on to them tightly trying to hold me still. So, I kick his shin. He groans and his hand let’s go of one of my wrists and I go to push him away. He exhales loudly and then he brings his hand up and slaps me across my face, shocking me still. It wasn’t hard, but it was enough to stop me in my tracks. Johnny rushes to my side and grabs Colt pushing him away from me.

  “Jesus Colt. What the fuck are you doing?” Johnny berates as Anna comes across and wraps her arm around my shoulders. Colt shakes his head and runs his fingers through his hair.

  “Lia, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have slapped you. I just didn’t know how else to stop you. Are you okay, baby? Did I hurt you?” he asks, while I wipe the tears away from my cheeks with the back of my hand. He takes a step toward me and I stiffen. My breathing slows and I shake my head letting him know he didn’t hurt me. He puts his back against the wall opposite me as we stare at each other while we both calm down. Johnny and Anna are looking between the two of us assessing the situation.

  “Colt, maybe just give us a minute, okay?” Anna asks looking at Colt and holding me tighter in her arms.

  He shakes his head and then exhales loudly as he bangs the back of his head in frustration against the wall.

  “This is ridiculous. Lia will you just fucking listen to me?” he asks peeling himself from the wall and striding toward me. I tense up when he reaches me, but he takes my hands in his and looks me in the eyes.

  “Are you attracted to her?” I ask.

  “What? Who?” Colt asks looking confused.

  “You want to fuck her don’t you?” I ask, my bottom lip quivering.

  “No Lia, I don’t want to fuck her.”

  “Well, your cock certainly wants to.”

  “Baby, I only want you. You know that.”

  “Then why the hell would you get hard for another girl, Colt. Don’t bullshit me, I’m not as stupid as everyone thinks I am.”

  “What? No one thinks you’re stupid, Lia, although you are acting like a child right now.”

  I scoff at him. “Fuck you!”

  “Colt, c’mon dude,” Johnny says, slapping Colt on the back in an effort to make Colt go with him.

  “Seriously? Fuck me? Fuck you, Lia. I was thinking of you the whole God damn fucking time. It was your face I was picturing, your arse I was grabbing, your mouth on mine. It was all about you in there, Lia. That’s why I got a raging hard on. All be
cause of you! Fuck!” he yells getting right in my face. Johnny pulls Colt away from me and he runs his hand through his hair. I exhale and swallow a lump in my throat, my breathing has quickened again as I take in what he said. I stand there in stunned silence watching Colt watch me.

  “C’mon mate, just come with me,” Johnny says taking Colt by the arm and starting to lead him away.

  “Wait,” I call out making Colt stop and look back at me. “Is that true? Don’t lie to me, Colt.” He slumps his shoulders and walks over to me pulling me to him in an embrace.

  “I would never lie to you, baby. I’m sorry. I should never have let myself get so into it, but I swear the only way I could do it was to think of you.” I admit defeat and wrap my arms around his waist. I hear Johnny and Anna both exhale and walk back toward the penthouse suite.

  “If you’re lying I’m seriously going to castrate you,” I say, only half joking.

  He chuckles. “Baby, if I’m lying I’ll let you castrate me, because I never want to be unfaithful to you or lie to you. Lia, you make me a better man and I’m so sorry you had to watch that, and I’m so sorry that it even happened. I should’ve let them pull the interview. You’re more important to me than bloody Rolling Stone magazine, for God’s sake.” He shakes his head and leans down kissing me atop my head.

  I sniff and look up at him. “I’m sorry, I overreacted. It’s just seeing you with another woman like that hours after I said… what I said. I thought I had scared you off. I was angrier at myself than at you. And there’s no way you we’re going to pull the interview, the boys would kill you and then me. I don’t want to be responsible for holding you back, Colt.” He leans down and his lips meet mine so tenderly it takes my breath away.

  “Colt, man, I’m sorry to interrupt, but they wanna do the group shots now,” Dingo calls out causing us part lips. He looks over at Dingo and nods. I look up at him, my arms still wrapped around his waist and his eyes meet mine. He smiles wiping the last of my tears from my cheeks.