Rebel Yell

Jinxx, Jake and Sandra were all staring at me as if I had gone insane. Maybe I had. I just told them that I was quitting playing bass for the band.
"I found someone that can take over. This way I can focus more on my screaming."
Sandra stepped forward.
"What is their name?"
I flipped through my phone contacts.
"Ashley Purdy."
Jake laughed. "You have to trust Andy to choose a female bassist."
"Last time I checked, I was male."
Everyone turned around and stared at the door. A black-haired guy was leaning in the door frame. He was wearing a long sleeved white t-shirt, black skinny jeans and black, knee-length Converse. A guitar case was strapped to his back.
Jake took a step forward and extended his hand. "I'm Jake Pitts, the lead guitarist."
Ashley stared at Jake's hand until it dropped.
"I know who you all are." He took a few steps into the room before taking the guitar off of his back. "Andy told me." He turned to face me. "So what song are we doing first?"
Sandra glared at him. "Well, Ashley, considering you haven't got any of our music –"
Ashley cut her off. "On the contrary, I know all the songs on We Stitch These Wounds. I even helped Andy to edit some of the songs."
Sandra glanced at me. "We haven't even decided if he's in the band yet."
I sighed. "Sandra, last time I checked, I was in charge of this band. I know I'm the youngest here, being only 19 but I still have the final say in what happens. Jake and Jinxx have no problem with Ashley, only you do. If you don't like him then you can just leave the band.
"Ashley is in the band because he can play bass fifteen times better than I can. He's also a good screamer so we also have a backing vocalist. He is staying whether you like it or not."
I turned to start setting up my microphone.
"Andy?"
I turned. Ashley was flicking through some music.
"What?"
"Here after the second chorus in We Stitch These Wounds, instead of just having Jake playing guitar, why don't you scream something. Then afterwards, Jake can carry on with his solo."
I nodded. "That's a pretty good idea. Guys start playing We Stitch These Wounds from the second chorus."
Jake and Jinxx nodded before plugging their guitars into their amps. Jinxx helped Ashley plug his bass into a spare amp.
"You'll have to get an amp and have it sent here."
Ashley nodded. I plugged my microphone into my amp, smirking. Jinxx always had to help. We were all ready then I noticed Sandra still standing where she had been. She was glaring at Ashley.
"Our songs are fine, Andy. We don't need some outsiders help with them."
I sighed. "Sandra get behind that drum kit now before I start looking for a new drummer."
She sat behind them, playing a small tune before altering one of the skins. She counted us down and we all started playing. I instinctively knew what to scream after the chorus.
"Liar."
Ashley stepped in and screamed the second. I screamed it again and then Jake went into his solo. Ashley spoke over Jake's amp.
"Do it again at the end."
I nodded and went into the screaming at the end. I added one more little bit at the end.
"Liar, say goodbye!"
I flipped through the lyrics and corrected them. I added in Ashley's backing vocals. I smiled.
"Well We Stitch These Wounds sounds pretty good now."
Jake and Jinxx nodded in agreement and Sandra grunted.
"I admit. It did sound pretty good."
Ashley turned his face to the side and smirked.
I giggled slightly, feeling my body warm a little. "Alright guys, Children Surrender."

We played our way throughout the entire album. When the last chords of The Mortician's Daughter stopped echoing, I smiled.

"Well guys, I think we're ready to record."
Ashley stood up. "Actually, I wanted to go through a few things and hopefully tweak some of the songs."
I nodded. "Well we're finished for today so why don't you come over to my apartment tonight and we'll go over it then."
He nodded. I stretched.
"Alright, guys, we can pack up and go."
Sandra grabbed her drumsticks and ran out. We heard her motorbike start up and the tyres screeching. Jake and Jinxx laughed. They left chatting together. It was just Ashley and I left in the practice room now.
"Sorry about Sandra. She's not that keen on change."
Ashley nodded. "It's fine. She probably hates being ordered around by a 19 year old. How old is she anyway?"
I found my heart sinking at his words. "Sandra is 25. Why?"
"I was wondering the age difference." He sat down and stretched his arms. His tattoos were prominent behind the white fabric of his shirt. I didn't understand what was happening to me. As I looked him up and down, I felt blood rushing around my body and felt myself start to go hard. I turned quickly and started packing up my mike. I heard him sigh and stand.
"Well I better go. I'll come over tonight to discuss the changes."
I nodded and heard a bag zip close. The door shut and I was alone.
I sighed. What the hell was happening to me? I got hard by staring at Ashley. Could I be gay? No. I'm Christian. There is no way I have feelings for another guy. Even as I thought it, I knew I was lying to myself. I gently eased my hand down my skinnies and stroked myself. I rubbed slightly and moaned. I knew what I wanted and I allowed myself to moan it.
"Ashley, faster please." I was moaning like a bitch. I wanted him, no, I needed him.
"Andy?"
I froze at Ashley's voice. No, he left. I pulled my hand out of my trousers and turned around. He was staring at me with a look of shock, confusion and embarrassment. His expression made me feel hornier and I got harder. I pushed past him and ran to my car. I pulled out of my parking spot and drove home.