Manage Me (Toven's Circus #1)

by Marlowe Fox

  “I wanted to surprise you and I got in late. I decided to take a shower and when I got out, I was so tired. I must have fallen asleep. I’m so sleepy all the time, with being in my first trimester and all.” She says sliding out of the bed and slinking over to Jaden, who is standing in front of me seething.

  “You need to get dressed and get the fuck out.” He grinds out.

  “Why, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” She purrs reaching out towards his chest, but I step out from behind him and grab her arm.

  “Do not. Fucking. Touch. Him.” I say it softly but the venom is clear. Her eyes go wide, hate flashes for a millisecond before she turns on a seductive smile.

  “Come on Nell, I was hoping we could all have some fun together.” She says, attempting to seduce me.

  “You will never touch me or what is mine again. Got it. You might, and that’s a big fucking ‘might’ be carrying his child, but he is mine. Do. You. Understand? Now get dressed and get the fuck out of our bedroom.” I’m pissed beyond belief and want to tear this bitches hair extensions out of her pretty blonde head. If she wasn’t pregnant I just might, so instead, I fling her arm away, grab Jaden’s hand, and pull him out of the bedroom behind me.

  “Nice rack, Beauty!” says Ryker when we enter the living space and I remember I am not wearing a shirt.

  “Fuck,” Jaden grabs me, pulling me behind him. “Ashton, can you grab Nell a shirt, please.” He asks, and she jumps up to grab one from her bunk, handing me a tank top to toss on.

  “Thanks.” I mumble.

  “Why are you guys out here half undressed and unable to get your own clothes?” asks Finn.

  “Emily Snow is naked and has her pussflaps on our god damn bed, thinking we were going to enjoy a little ménage with her. After she leaves, we need to burn the sheets” I grumble. “Maybe the mattress, too.”

  “Really…” Ryker says like he is ponding the, ‘what ifs’.

  “Gross,” states Ashton giving him a smack in the arm. “She’s like a cockroach.” The description is fitting in so many ways.

  “Are you implying we need to nuke the bus?” Jaden asks. Ashton just scrunches up her face and shrugs. The bedroom door pops open and Emily skips, yes the bitch skips, happily towards us with a huge grin on her face, while we all shoot daggers at her.

  “I’m going to go burn the bedding…” I say trying to escape but Jaden grabs my hand pulling me to his side.

  “Why are you here, Emily?” he ask, his tone stung tight.

  “I told you, I just wanted to see you. I am all alone in L.A. and pregnant. I wanted to be with the baby’s daddy.” She says in her best ‘feel bad for me’ voice.

  “Can’t you go home to your family?” Ashton asks.

  “I don’t have family.” Emily spits at her before turning to Jaden with pleading eyes. “I just don’t want to be alone through this. I was hoping you would let me stay.” She says softly.

  “The bus is pretty full already. We pick up Gemma in Vegas. I am sorry, but we don’t have room for you, Emily.” Finn jumps in to be the bad guy, so Jaden doesn’t have to. Finn’s a pretty great guy.

  “What about the roadie’s bus? Surely, this Gemma person can stay with them.” She tries.

  “Gemma will not be staying on the roadies bus, especially not so you can stay on the bands. You want to stay so bad, you stay with the roadies.” I jump in.

  “She can’t stay with the roadies, Nell. She's pregnant.” Jaden says. Angry hate fire fuels through me and I pull back from him. How dare he defend her?

  “Fine, I will.” I stomp away heading for the door of the bus making it only two steps before Jaden has me locked against his chest.

  “Please don’t get pissed… I don’t know what to do, I need you.” he whispers against my ear dissipating my anger. I turn in his arms, placing my hand on his face. His eyes are huge and terrified. “I need you always. I want you, always…” before he can continue, Emily’s voice butts in.

  “Hate to interrupt the love fest, but can we focus on the situation at hand.” Anger fills me to the brim and I badly want to inflect pain on this evil twatwaffle.

  “How about this, you can have my old bunk. There is no sense in me keeping it for storage. Will you share your closet with me, Baby” She asks, putting extra empathies on baby. Since we are still wound around one another, I run my nose along his neck inhaling his spicy scent allowing it to calm me some.

  Jaden actually purrs into my hair as he kiss the top on my head. “Of course, my Beauty, anything you want.”

  “Does that work for you? I have to warn you though, it does share the wall to the bedroom, and I can be a screamer, especially with my Beast.” I grab Jaden’s junk and I suck his flesh into my mouth. “Great, now that that’s all settled, Jaden and I have to finish some…business. I’ll clear out the bunk later.” I say looking up at him with a huge grin that he reciprocates before grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the bedroom.

  Chapter 38

  Jaden

  We have shows in Boise, Idaho and Salt Lake City, Utah this week. Both shows were great and the acoustic set is the just getting better each time. Life with Emily on the bus is a fucking nightmare on a bad acid trip. She stomps around like she owns the place, using the pregnancy as an excuse to be an asshole to everyone. Nell and I stick together as much as we can. I admit, I don’t want to be anywhere alone with Emily, but she has cornered me three times in the week she’s been with us.

  The band is lounging about the bus, Nell is sitting beside me on her Mac checking Gemma’s flight information as we make our way through Nevada towards Las Vegas. I can’t help but feel pumped. Vegas is always a guaranteed great show and maybe I can convince Nell to sneak away to The Little White Chapel with me. The thought makes me grin like a madman and Nell glances over at me.

  “What’s up?” she asks suspicious.

  “Nothing.” I answer too quickly and she glares at me, fighting a smirk.

  Poking me in the side she says, “You have a look, a very smarmy look, and I don’t trust it. What are you planning, Cookie?” She pokes me in the ribs a few more times before I grab her hand, bringing her wrist to my mouth to lightly bite the soft skin.

  “Nothing that you should concern yourself with,” I send her a grin and quark my eyebrow up, “yet.”

  “Ugh!” She barks out, giving me a shove before trying to jerk her arm away. I don’t let go but she pulled so hard she ends up on her back, laying on the bench, with me conveniently on top. So naturally I seize the opportunity to dig my big hands into her ribs and hips. Nell shrieks and convulses as I tickle and grope her at her body.

  “Okay, I give! I GIVE!” she gasps out and I stop my assault on her body, attacking her mouth instead. Her body goes loose of all tension when our lips connect.

  “You know there are other people on this bus that might not want to watch the two of you suck face all day.” Comes Emily’s uptight snotty voice as she starts off towards the bunks. I separate my lips from Nell’s but stay on top of her as I glare at Emily back but before I can fire anything off, Ryker jumps in,

  “Fuck you, Miss. Thing, I love watching them dry hump their way around the bus. And since Ashton won’t let us watch Porn, after that one night, it’s the only thing we got.” She just gives him the middle finger and gets in her bunk.

  Nell giggles, “What happened that one night?”

  “Don’t fucking tell her!” I grunt.

  “Oh, you mean don’t tell her about the time I walked out of the bathroom and the three of you were sitting on the couch, dicks in your hands, watch porn together separated by couch cushions? You claiming it was fine because you guys couldn’t see each other’s junk.” Rattles off Ashton from the captain’s chair up front where she was typing on her laptop. I drop my head on Nell’s chest in embarrassment and she giggles hysterically.

  “We were really fucking drunk that night.” I mumble.

  “Then there was the hot tub…”

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p; “Fucking hell!” I yell and start to jump up as Finn grabs Ashton out of her chair, settling her on his lap with a huge hand firmly over her mouth. She kicks and squirms but she isn’t going anywhere.

  “Hot tub?” Nell asks both eyebrows raised in question.

  “I have no idea what she is talking about.”

  “It was a long time ago, none of us remember.” Ryker kicks in.

  “That’s fine, Finn can’t hold his hand over her mouth forever. Ash will tell me eventually, won’t you Ash?” Ashton nods her head.

  “Fuck, fucking just please remember that we were like 15 and horny little fuckers.”

  “I promise,” she says grinning huge and trying her hardest to not laugh.

  I glare at her and Ashton knowing there is going to be no living this down but I take a deep breathe. “Freshmen year, the three of us were fucking pathetic with girls. Despite spending every waking moment with Ashton, she was absolutely no damn help. At the time, you know who …uh, Court, was a friend but not really on my raider yet.” Flustered I take another deep breathe before continuing. “Anyway, it was the summer of our sophomore year, we were all sitting in the hot tub at Finn’s house one evening when Ashton got out to get everyone drinks. I had flipped around to tell her something and discovered the jet feels, uh, feels fucking awesome on my junk. I told Finn and Ryker. Let’s just say we ended up spending a lot of time in the hot tub that summer.”

  “Oh my god…” Nell says, her nose scrunched up. “That’s disgusting. And Ashton was still getting in the hot tub with you guys throughout the summer without a clue?”

  “Why do you think her skin looks so youthful?” cracks Ryker and I let out a snicker.

  “I actually discovered their new practice not too soon after they did. They started asking me to get them more and more stuff and when I walked out to ask them something one day, they were all turned into a corner looking like they were experiencing an exorcism.” She says laughing. “From then on anytime it was ‘hot tub time’, I would go downstairs to play video games.” Ashton and Nell crack up at our expense. I am surprised it took so long for Ashton to start spilling our horror stories but I consider buy duct tape for future use.

  “Fucking finally!” I shout as we pull into a spot in the secured parking garage under the MGM Grand, where we will be performing tonight. “Fucking story time is over. Let’s go grab some shit, so we can stay in a room tonight.” I grab Nell’s hand, dragging her up intending to steal a quick kiss but end up tumbling deeply into her. Lifting her, she wraps her legs around my hips, and we make our way to the back bedroom.

  Chapter 39

  Nell

  As tour manager, I get to make up the schedule for the band in each city. Their schedules usually consist of sound check and publicity interviews with local radio stations. The schedule for Vegas is a busy one and has a couple club appearances added after the concert. Luckily, I had called and scheduled our rooms a head of time because the hotel was booked up because of the concert that night. Leaving Emily left to figure herself out, as she wasn’t part of the band, so not my problem.

  Maybe I could be nicer to her but I don’t think someone being pregnant gives them a free pass to be a dick to anyone and everyone. Add to that, she is trying her hardest to get into Jaden’s head. He tells me right away when she’s cornered him. Waiting until I’ve been busy with tour stuff to catch him alone. She’s tried to convince him they should be together, that she is in love with him, that she knows he loves her, and they should be together for the baby. To say that I’d like to claw the bitch’s eyes out would be accurate. I haven’t asked Jaden to kick her off yet because tomorrow they go in for a non-invasive prenatal paternity test. They will draw blood from both Jaden and Emily and they will be able to match up the DNA with 99.9% accuracy, without doing any harm to the baby.

  I wasn’t raised with religion or anything but I prey to whoever may be listening, that this baby isn’t Jaden’s and we won’t be trapped by this woman for the rest of our lives. Because I have realized that I do want forever with him, that I am crazy, stupid, madly in love with him and I have an epic plan to tell him how I feel finally. But first…

  Step 1. Get rid of the boys for the day.

  When I made up the schedule for the interviews and radio appearances, I left out Ashton, I just didn’t tell the guys. They believed that she was sick in bed, needing to stay there all day and rest up for tonight. Damn sudden flu. So once they saw that she was in safe hands, tucked away in her bed, they left for the day.

  Check

  Step 2: Pick up Gemma from the Airport.

  This is pretty self-explanatory, but I want to mention that I had to fight Ryker on this, because he was relentless about wanting to pick her up. Even going so far as swiping my phone while I was texting with her. Which reminds me, I need to check Amazon for a chastity belt. In other words, Ryker’s a manwhore, I’ve seen things that I wish I could un-see, and Gemma isn’t going to be another notch on that totem pole.

  In the cab on the way to the airport my phone tweets with a text from Gemma;

  Gemma: Hey Babe, cum get me. I’m grabbing my shiet now. <3

  Nell: Be there in 5. Can’t wait 2cu!!

  Gemma: Me 2 <3

  As we pull around the corner, I spot Gemma right away, and point her out to the cabbie. Her skin tight white pants are like a beacon to be followed. Adorably pared with a ¾ length black and white thin striped boat neck tee. Her leather jacket tossed over her arm and she has on her trusty black shit kicker boots. Before he comes to a full stop, I fling my door open, and I’m jumping out, into her waiting arms. Tears fill my eyes and drip down my face, as I cling to her sniveling for a few minutes until the cabbie clears his throat.

  “Ladies, we need to get moving.” He says gently. I release Gemma and she whips my face with her thumbs.

  “Thanks Gem, It’s been fucking crazy here. I didn’t know that was going to happen.” I chuckle.

  “No worries, Babe, I got you.” She says kissing my cheek and linking her arm with mine and leading me to the cab. We head back to the hotel to stow Gemma’s luggage then head out to the strip.

  Check

  Step 3: SHOPPING and Sex-ifying Ashton

  We spend the day finding Ashton the perfect outfit that will make Finn lose his shit. Back at the hotel, Gemma created a master piece of awesome with her hair. Using braids along the sides, she created a Mohawk look with Ashton’s long black hair. I did her make-up using smoky greys and silvers to bring light to her blue eyes. We add some “I want to suck your cock” red lipstick before letting her go get dressed.

  Giggling drifts out from the bedroom and we head in to check on her. Ashton’s bare ass is the first thing we see upon entering the room, as she is leaning over the bed, her new black leather pants around her knees.

  “What the bloody hell?” Gemma giggles.

  “I…can’t…!” she’s laughing so hard she can’t even talk. “I’m so nervous, I’m sweaty and can’t pull my pants on.” She finally gets out with a snorts.

  “NO BABY POWDER!” I yell flying across the room and jumping on the bed to land next to the struggling Ashton. We all end up on the bed laughing like idiots.

  “What the fuck are you girl’s doing? And why is Ashton’s ass out?” Comes Ryker’s gruff voice causing us to all freeze.

  “What’s up Ryk, shouldn’t you guys be busy?” I ask.

  “We were worried about Ashton and wanted to see if she was feeling better. Didn’t realize you girls were keeping us busy so you could have fun without us. But since I am here.” He starts swaggering forward, toeing off his chucks, and tugging on his shirt.

  “You wish, Beefcake” I chuckle, sliding off the bed and straightening my clothes.

  “Fuck yeah, I do, I’m rock hard at the thought.” He says while grabbing the bulge in his pants. Gemma saunters up to him, blatantly looking at his swollen jeans. She licks her lips and leans in close but pulls back making a grossed out face.

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bsp; “You smell like dank pussy. Too bad, I was about to give you a chance. Now get out so we can help Ashton get dressed.” She says with a push to his chest but as she goes to step back Ryker grabs her wrist.

  “I’ll get my chance.” He whispers just loud enough for me to hear before turning and leaving the room.

  “Be careful there Gem. Ryker isn’t the light, easy guy he appears.” I warn, not entirely sure who I am protecting, her or him.

  “Yeah, I got that.” She says thoughtfully but her mind isn’t present with us anymore.

  We are able to get Ashton into her skin tight pants. I am sure Finn is going to cum in his pants when he sees her ass, because the pants are so tight you could see the outline of a hair, if there were any that is. Along with the pants, we found a lacy black bra to go under a silver halter-crop-top that is covered in sparkles, that leaves her whole tight and toned stomach to just under her breast bare. And a crimson motorcycle jacket, so she can peel away layers, not letting Finn see everything all at once. And my favorite part, a pair of black Zan sandals by L.A.M.B.