Rocking Esme (The Rocking Series Book 1) (9 page)

Cindy

“Meet me in the storage room.” I whispered, as I walked past Paul, the bar manager.

He looked me in the eyes and gave me a slight nod. He looked around to make sure no one was looking and then he followed me.
I was stood in the dark store room, leaning against a table that was piled high with spare uniforms and aprons. Paul walked in, turned on the light and walked over to me.
“Turn off the light, we don’t wanna get caught!” I told him.

He smiled at me, turned around and walked over to turn off the light. As he was walking back to me my eyes were starting to adjust to the dark and I could see he was starting to unbutton his shirt, but he didn’t take it off. The light that was seeping in from under the door was just enough to let me appreciate his toned body.
We couldn’t afford to be in here long as I didn’t want anyone to notice we were missing, so I began to undo my skirt and let if fall to the floor. I then slipped my thumbs into the side of my panties and began wriggling out of them. As I did this, I heard a groan from Paul, as he’d noticed that I’d acted on his request from our last little get together and had my pussy completely waxed.
He walked up to me, whilst unbuttoning his trousers. He pulled my top up and pulled my bra down, exposing my flesh to the cool air of the store room, and I slipped my hands inside his shirt and pushed it down his arms. This is how I liked it, not enough time to undress, catching a few precious moments.
He grabbed the back of my head and proceeded to kiss me, hard. I was out of breath and whimpering at the pleasure it was giving me. He spun me around and put his hand in the middle of my back to lower me face down onto the table. Once I was in that position, I pushed off the piles of uniforms as he kicked my legs apart. I looked at him over my shoulder and saw him pull his cock free. He ripped a condom packet open with his teeth and slid it on. He positioned himself at my opening, then in one swift motion he thrust into me.

“YES!” I screamed, I was obviously making too much noise as Paul placed his hand over my mouth while he started moving back and forth.

I could feel the familiar build up; it was rough and fast, and Paul knew that was just how I liked it.

Esmeralda

It was six o clock on Friday and almost a week had passed since I last saw Jax. I was working the bar alone for an hour while we were waiting for another member of staff to arrive. We were running low on limes for our tequila shots, I looked around for Paul as he was meant to be helping but I couldn’t see him anywhere in the bar. I needed him to grab me some more limes from the store room.

I looked around and saw that no one needed serving, so I decided to dash to the store room myself while it was quiet.
I opened the store room door and reached for the light, I walked in and screamed in surprise. Cindy was bent over the table and Paul was half naked behind her. I turned, slammed the door and rushed back to the bar.
I couldn’t believe that I’d caught Cindy, again. I really needed to tell Jax, but I could risk losing my job if I said anything. Not to mention the fact that Cindy had already threatened me.
I needed to think about what I was going to do. I busied myself washing glasses and tried to get the image of Paul and Cindy out of my head.

A few moments later, I heard someone approach the bar and turned to see Jax standing there, smiling at me. “Hey, Esme. Have you seen Cindy? I was supposed to meet her here half an hour ago, but I can’t find her.”

I avoided eye contact with him and muttered; “Uh, no, sorry but I’ve been really busy, I’m here on my own.”

“Don’t worry; she will turn up at some point like she always does. I gotta find the guys and do our sound check. See you later.”

Cindy

“Shit!” Paul yelled, as we heard Esme returning to the bar. He pulled out of me, yanked the condom off and angrily threw it across the floor.

“Don’t worry, she won’t say anything.” I told him.

“What? How do you know that? Isn’t she like, friends with Flix?”

“I have sorted it, don’t worry. She won’t say anything.” I tried to reassure him.

He was pissed off and annoyed that we had got caught. He got dressed and stormed out of the store room, leaving me leaning against the table still half naked.
She will not get away with this, she won’t ruin what I want, I will get everything I want.
That little bitch and I need to have another little chat.

Jackson

The crowd were on one tonight, they were singing along, dancing and making this one of the best nights yet. We had just finished the first set. I made my way to the bar and Esme already had my drink waiting for me.

“Thanks, Esme, come up on stage in a bit and we will show them our new song.”

“Uh... No, Jax, I can’t do that.” Esme said to me as she wiped down the bar.

“What? Why not?”

“Because I don’t sing, I’m not the performer. I just like to write the music.”

“So, you’re going to let your talent and a great song go to waste?” I was feeling a bit annoyed now, she had some major talent and song writing capabilities.

“Come on, Esme, once the lights hit you, you won’t be able to see anybody, just look at me, we can pretend we are just in your flat again. Just us.” I said as I reached over the bar for her hand.

She shook her head at me; her pony tail flying from side to side with the speed her head was shaking.

“No, Jax, I can’t.” She spoke the last bit quietly, now I was wondering if I had upset her.

“Look, Esme, I don’t want to upset you, but I would love to perform our song, together.” I gave her a pleading look and thought it was working until she looked at me and said;

“I said no!” She turned and walked away from me.
I didn’t mean to upset her, I just knew the crowd would go mad for the song, she wasn’t her usual bubbly self and I wondered why.

Esmeralda

I couldn’t believe Jax went on so much about me performing our song with him, he just wouldn’t leave it alone. Every time I thought about that song, all I thought about was our ‘almost kiss’, and how much I wanted it to become a proper kiss. I got angry with him, I felt bad, it wasn’t his fault, I was pissed off after seeing Cindy cheating again, this time with my boss. I had always assumed that when I’d caught her before that she was drunk or high and that the cheating was part of the lifestyle she was leading with the band, and that the adrenaline was fuelling her need for other men. But this time was different, this time I’d caught her in the middle of the day and the time for making excuses for her was over. I couldn’t erase the image of them from my head and it was making me confused. I didn’t know what to do for the best. Jax needed to know about this, it wasn’t fair on him. I needed to decide whether I was going to tell him or not, I need someone to talk to, someone who would know what was the best thing to do. I needed to talk to either Marcy or Rick.

Esmeralda

I couldn’t believe it was almost three months ago I met the guys in the band; Jackson had been at the bar every Friday night with the band playing for a crowd that seemed to be increasing each week. Mostly girls, I must add.

Rick and Marcy seemed to be seeing a lot of each other and were happy, I was so glad; it was great to see two of my best friends getting together.

After the night I saw Cindy with Paul, I tried to keep my conversations to a minimum with Jackson, it wasn’t the first time I had caught her and I still didn’t know whether to say something or to just keep quiet. Jackson and I had become quite close and I felt uncomfortable keeping something so important from him. Cindy had threatened me on more than one occasion and since catching her with Paul, she had made it more than clear that my job was on the line if I’d dared to tell anyone.

I was wiping down the side of the bar when I saw Jax walking towards me. I grabbed him his usual of jack and coke, and slid it across the bar towards him.

“Thanks, Es.” He said.

“How you guys doing? All set for your night of screaming girls?” I asked, joking around with him.

He exhaled “Yeah, I guess...” He paused and shifted, then leant in and said to me; “Will you be watching closely?”

I gasped in surprise that he asked me that, and also it felt nice to feel his warm breath on my ear. I responded by biting my bottom lip and nodding my head. I felt myself blush but thought how nice this was, Jax and I were back to our flirty banter after the awkwardness of the last few weeks.

“Esmeralda?” Paul asked “Can you get the guys drinks and take them back stage for me?”

“Sure,” I told him and started to gather the drinks together.

Once I got the guys drinks all poured, two jack and cokes, a whiskey and four shots of tequila, I picked up the tray and started to make my way back stage. Jax followed me carrying his own drink.

I was struggling to get through the door, and all of a sudden the door was propped open for me, I looked behind me and found Jax’s arm above me, opening the door. I smiled sweetly at him and said thanks.

We walked into the back stage area, and I froze. Jax walked into my back and I stumbled forward slightly almost spilling the tray of drinks. He grabbed hold of my hips to steady me before he looked up. In front of me was Will sat on a chair and Cindy was straddling him, moving herself up and down. Oh my God! They were having sex and didn’t even hear us coming in.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” I heard Jackson roar over my shoulder.

I jumped slightly and rushed forward to put the tray on the table and get the hell out of there.

“Jackson!” Was all I heard Cindy gasp.
I tried to leave but I was kind of stuck as Jackson was blocking the door.

“What is this? What’s going on?”

“Baby, it’s not what you think…” Was all Cindy said as she pulled herself off Will’s lap, pulling down her skirt.
I tried not to notice her panties discarded on the floor.

“Not what I think?” He yelled “You were fucking him! How long has this been going on?”
There was a long pause, then the other guys from the band walked in.

“What’s going on? We need to get on stage.” Rick asked.

“She was fucking Will!” Was all Jackson said, I glanced over to Will who thankfully had discreetly buttoned his jeans. He was sat with his head in his hands. Cindy was stood beside him, her hands hanging by her sides in defeat.
I felt sick, there was a small part of me that was terrified that Jax would find out that I knew what she had been up to. I glanced up at him, he looked pale, I couldn’t even begin to imagine how he was feeling. I wanted to reach out and touch him to reassure him that I was there for him, but he looked so angry and I didn’t want to make things worse.

“What?” Frank shouted.

“What’s with you, dude? It’s me she’s cheating on.” Jackson said.

Cindy was stood shaking her head at Frank, as if telling him to be quiet. Both Jackson and I noticed the look that passed between them.
“What’s going on?” Jackson asked, sounding angrier by the second, looking between Cindy and Frank, aiming his question at them.

“You said you loved me that you were going to end it with Jackson.” Frank shouted at Cindy.

“WHAT?” Jackson shouted.
I tried to get out of the door but still couldn’t get past.
“She was sleeping with you, too?” Jackson asked Frank.

Frank nodded, and then Jackson looked at Rick, and Rick just put his hands up in front of him in surrender, and shook his head.

“Cindy get the FUCK OUT!” Jackson screamed at her.

“Wwwhat?” She asked as she began to cry.

“What? You have been sleeping with them two and you ask what?” Jackson spat at her pointing to Will and Frank.
Cindy was trembling and crying and shakily made her way towards the door. I followed her as I wanted to get out of there.

Jackson

I didn’t know what to think or feel when I saw Cindy straddled over Will’s lap. What was she doing? How long had this been going on for? Then, to find out she had been shagging Frank too was a second kick in the gut. I noticed Esme was still in the room and she was looking very uncomfortable. I did notice she jumped a couple times when I shouted; the last thing I wanted to do was scare her, but I was so shocked and angry.
I was stood in front of the guys in the back room of the bar, not knowing what to do or say. I felt betrayed by them as well as her.

“Did you know about this?” I asked Rick.

“Not a clue, sorry, man.” He replied.

“I gotta get out of here.” I said as I started heading for the door.

“Wait, man, what about the show?” Will asked

“Screw the show!” I said, as I stormed out of the door. I saw Cindy sitting at a table in the bar, with her head in her hands. It looked like her shoulders were shaking, like she was crying. I walked over to her table and sat opposite her. I looked over to the bar and caught Esme’s eye, and nodded my head for a drink. A couple of minutes later she appeared at the table with my J and coke.

“Thanks, Esme.” I said to her, she just nodded, smiled and backed away from the table.
“Why?” Was all I asked Cindy.

“... You never pay much attention to me and the guys gave me lots of attention whenever I wanted it.” She replied.

“You mean sex?” I exclaimed.

“Yes, hot dirty fucking” She sneered to me.
I felt like she had kicked me in the stomach and I wanted to slap her round the face, although I would never hit a woman.

“I thought you loved me?” I asked.

“I do.” She said “But I guess I got caught up in the rockers lifestyle.”

“Rockers? I’m the fucking rocker! I’m the lead in the band!” I shouted at her, got up and walked away.

“Wait!” She yelled.

I turned around and glared at her “What?”

“Can we sort this out? I do love you.” She asked quietly.

“NO! It’s over, all of it. I don’t want to see you again, ever again. Stay away from me, Cindy.”

I walked over to the bar and slid my glass towards Esme for a refill.

Esmeralda

Jackson had been sat at the bar, propped up by his elbow, for nearly four hours and it was close to closing time. He hadn’t really said much or spoken to anyone. I didn’t really know what to do or say.

“Hey, it’s nearly closing time, you want me to call you a taxi?” I asked him. He just shook his head.

“You can’t walk home, I bet you can’t even stand.” I said, with a little humour.

“Got nowhere to go” He slurred.

Nowhere to go? What did he mean? I wasn’t getting very far with him and wasn’t sure what I should do.

“Jax, what do you mean? Did you want me to take you home?” I asked, hoping to get some sense out of him.

He nodded and said; “Yes, take me to your home.”

My home? Why did he want to come to my home?
“Jax, let me take you to
your
home. Where do you live?” I asked again, this time hoping for a proper answer.

He shook his head and said; “Got no home, I live in the hotel with
her.
”

“Oh, did you want to sleep on my sofa?” I asked. He nodded.
I finished up work and kept feeding Jax water, hoping to sober him up a bit.

“Ok, let’s go, my car is outside. Can you walk?” I asked him, as I grabbed his arm.
He didn’t answer, he just stood, put his arm over my shoulders and we walked outside. I got him to my car. I prayed that he wasn’t sick on the journey back to my place.
I pushed him into the passenger side and ran around to the driver’s side, got in and started the engine to head home. Luckily, I only lived five minutes down the road.

Once I pulled into my drive way, I cut the engine and looked over to Jax who had been very quiet on the journey. No wonder he had been so quiet, he was fast asleep. I got out and went around to open his door carefully as I didn’t want him falling out.

“Jax.” I said as I nudged his shoulder. He didn’t move or answer and I couldn’t carry him in, so I tried again and again. Just as I thought I was going to have to leave him in the car, he stirred, he opened his piercing blue eyes and looked directly at me. I smiled and said to him; “We’re home, you’re going to have to walk as I can’t carry you.” I giggled and in return he gave me that panty dropping smile again.

He got out and stumbled, but I managed to catch him. I put my arm around his waist and laid a hand on his stomach, and… Oh my God, he must work out, because all I felt was solid muscle. His abs were rock hard and so warm, I got butterflies in my stomach and a sensation a lot further south.

I started to walk him forwards and when we got to the front door, I let him go to dig out my keys. I unlocked my door and pulled him into the hall that led to an open plan kitchen and living room. I set him down on the sofa and went about making some coffee.

I watched him as I was busy in the kitchen; he was slumped on the sofa, so quiet. I saw him reach forward and pick up something and then I realised he was reading more of my music. I heard him mumble the words to himself; “Crowded room, strangers smile, now you’re here, I’ll stay a while. I catch your eye and hold your gaze; my heart won’t let me look away...”
I ran over to him and grabbed it from his hands.

“Wait, what is this?” He asked “Are you writing another song?”

I just nodded and headed back into the kitchen to carry on making coffee. I wasn’t sure how he would react and the only reason I hadn’t told him that I’d written another song was because of what happened the last time we worked on a song together. As I turned around to make conversation to steer the subject away from my song, I walked straight into Jax’s chest as he was stood very closely behind me.

“Um... How do you have your coffee?” I asked quietly as I didn’t realise he was so close.

“Black, with two sugars, please... Can I see your song?”

I looked at him a little shocked, why was he interested in seeing it after what almost happened between us the last time? I just shook my head, put sugar into his coffee, handed it to him, then grabbed my mug and went to sit on the sofa. He followed me in and sat next to me and sighed.

“Are you ok? Want to talk about it?” I asked, remembering the reason he was at my house in the first place.

He exhaled loudly and said; “To be honest I don’t know, I thought we were in love and then she does that to me, I’m in a bit of shock, but relieved too, I guess.”

“Relieved?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ve been having these feelings towards someone else and I didn’t know what to make of them. I felt awful as I was with Cindy, though I would never have acted on them, as that’s not who I am. I don’t cheat, Esme.” He explained to me.
I couldn’t believe there was someone else already. I felt a little gutted, as I was sure I could feel something growing between us, but then why would a rock God like him be interested in someone like me?

“Are you going to try to sort it out with her? Or see this new girl you like?” I asked. Why did I ask? Did I really want to know? As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I regretted them. I couldn’t bare to hear about this other girl. Maybe I should have just gone to bed and let him rest. I went to stand up but he grabbed my hand. Tingles and funny sensations erupted all over my body.

“Where are you going?” He asked.

“To bed - you should rest.” I told him. “I will get you some blankets.”

He nodded his head, and frowned. Did he not want to be here after all? Should I have offered to drive him somewhere else?

“Did you want me to take you somewhere? A friends place? Did you want to go and see the girl you were talking about earlier? Although… it’s quite late.” I paused, not really sure what to do or say.

He just shook his head, so I turned around and went to the cupboard in my bedroom to gather some blankets for him. When I turned around he was in the doorway behind me.