My morning went from bad to worse when I heard what I thought was Holly and Jake having sex. I didn’t feel like asking him if that’s what was going on. I had to leave the bus for some air and a cigarette. Or five. I made a mental note to pick up another pack before heading back inside to round up the band, Holly included.
It was a very silent trip, filled with awkward sexual tension. And it wasn’t just CC. Holly and Jake were mostly keeping to themselves, holding hands when they thought no one was looking. But of course I was looking. About the fourth time I caught them making cow eyes at each other I had the strong premonition that tonight’s concert would be a repeat of the night before.
When we arrived at the venue the interviewer from All Access, and our manager, were already set up out back. We all gathered on discarded crates and made introductions.
The interviewer turned out to be a smoking hot blonde named Lisa. I liked a woman who knew how to control a group of unruly musicians. She had CC completely whipped in a matter of minutes. Jake didn’t seem impressed. And of course why would he? He had Holly. But I’m sure if I really wanted to I could have Lisa. H***, I could have just about anyone I wanted with the exception of Holly. I tried not to dwell too much on that fact and finished up the interview.
We had an hour to kill before the meet and greet so I sought out outside help. I called my good friend Matt Good from the band D.R.U.G.S I had talked to him about girls before, but not quite like this.
“Matt, what am I going to do? I ‘ve never not been able to get any girl I wanted since I’ve been in the band,” I confided, feeling like a thirteen year old girl.
“Maybe you should quit acting like an a** and be sweet to her. Not all girls love the whole bada** thing you’ve got going on,” Matt said bluntly.
If I wanted sugar coating I would have asked my mom. I appreciated his blunt honesty, but I that didn’t mean that I agreed with it. “Being f****** Andy Sixx has always been enough. I mean you know I’m not always an a**, but around her I always find myself floundering and acting like the biggest d***hole in all of History.”
“Just breathe. She’s just a girl. Don’t treat her any different than any other girl you’ve ever dated.”
“Easier said than done. And I’m pretty sure Jake boned her this morning. Like I want to f****** kill him. If it were anyone else I would have already.”
“Sounds like you’ve got yourself in some situation, Sixx. Just appeal to her lady senses she’ll choose you over Pitts any day. I mean come one his last name is Pitts for Christ’s sake.”
That lightened the mood a little and I felt better. I felt like I had a better handle of the situation. So I wrapped up the conversation and went for a smoke before meeting the fans.
They were as frenzied as always and it was a blast as always. After I told myself I wasn’t going to worry about Holly, I began feeding off their energy. I felt pretty good. I laughed it up and took picture after picture and signed thing after thing. It’s always a good night when an under aged brunette asked you to sign her double D’s. Another fan showed me my signature tattooed across her hip. I had to admit my writing looked good on her skin.
I eeny meeny miney moed it and picked a girl to take back to the tour bus. If I couldn’t have Holly I could sure as h*** have any of these girls. And it wasn’t my normal quota to sleep with fans at random, but the night before I slept with Trixie so it couldn’t be that much worse.
Or maybe I would do something shocking.