Nonstop To Nowhere - Fallen Angel (Tome I)

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Skylar was walking down the halls of the mall with her best friends Jenny and Cassie. She booked a shopping with the girls. The happiness shone on their faces as if nothing could reached them. Their arms were loaded with bags and they laughed so much. They passed by a cafe and decided to stop there. Without realising it, shopping was exhausting. They order their drink from a very charming waiter, then they start a discussion about upcoming concerts.
After a few minutes, the three young women came out of the cafe and Skylar collide into a young man, a little older than her, with a dress style that was a cross between a biker and a rockstar.

- I'm sorry, I didn't see you. Apologized the young woman.
- Don't worry. Anyways, are you free tonight?

Skylar looked at him surprised by this sentence which was more than direct and frank.

- Um yes, why?
- The band you have on your t-shirt is playing at the Hard Rock Café tonight, maybe I can go with you there?
- Really ? She replied with a smile.

He didn't answer, but smiled. A smile that certainly meant everything, but Skylar didn't care. She thought he was handsome and his directness had pleased her. Skylar took a pen out of her bag, took the hand of this mysterious stranger and scribbled some numbers. He looked at his hand amused and went on his way before turning around and winking at the blonde girl. Jenny, and Cassie who of course had witnessed the entire scene, screamed happily and clapped there hands while hopping.

- Oh my God ! He's super hot!
- I'm going on a date with a super-hot stranger, who looks and feels like the typical "bad boy" in the biker movies with the same piercing look as the villain in western movie. Said Skylar realizing what she had done.
- You are a lucky girl.
- Oh yes !

In the evening, the three young women went home and prepared for the concert while singing the songs from the latest Horrorpops album.

- It's amazing how much I like this band. Jenny said suddenly.
- I know, you'd be ready to sleep with all of them just to boast!
- Not you ?
- Not with them ...
- I see, you prefer your biker bad boy. She replied looking at Skylar with a naughty smile.
- Exactly! Oh, by the way, do you know the band Backbite?
- Yes, they are great, I heard one of their song on Spotify.

It was now 7.45 pm and Skylar arrived at the entrance of the Hard Rock Café with her best friends. Skylar recognized the young man they had met a few hours ago, leaning against the wall of the bar / restaurant, a cigarette in his mouth. The young woman made a quick check-up of her outfit helped by Jenny who was fixing her friend's hair and Cassie who check her makeup.

- Well, this is where we leave you gorgeous.
- Enjoy!
- You too.

The blonde girl took a deep breath and stepped confidently towards the young man. He was very attractive and had a mysterious and bad boy side who probably make girls head spin more than once. And he was aware of his charm. Many were the girls who had done everything to catch his attention, but only one had interested him. Skylar.

It was the sound of heel slamming to the ground that interrupted the young man in his contemplation of floor. Seeing her arrive, a discreet but sincere smile appeared on his lips and he took her in his arms. He was going to have to keep an eye on her, because her leather pants and her black lace bodysuit perfectly matched her body highlighting her slim figure. Skylar was a beautiful woman, she had a certain "je ne sais quoi" and was far from being stupid, which had the gift of pleasing many men.

- By the way, can I know your name? He asked with a smirk.
- My name is Skylar and you?
- Enchanter Skylar, I'm Mike.

The blonde blushed slightly and smiled. She found him handsome and attractive and without knowing why, she absolutely didn't want this evening to ends when it hadn't even really started yet. Mike took her hand and dragged her into the restaurant right up to the stage after taking a beer for each over, which he took care to pay.

- What do you do in life ? He asked curiously.
- I'm a dancer at the "Rouge Burlesque", it's a well know cabaret in Los Angeles.
- Ouh, cabaret dancer. Grrr.
- Hm hm. And you ?
- I'm in a band called Backbite.
- Wait, wait Backbite, like the Heavy Metal band?
- Yes, that one.
- Oh my god, I'm fan of your band! Except that I didn't know what you look like. Well now I know you, but the others ... And what place do you occupy?
- I'm the guitarist. How come you don't know what we look like?
- The second best place if you want to have all the groupies. The young woman laughed. And if I don't know what you look like, it's fist because if I listen to you, it's for your music and not your faces, and secondly, because I haven't had the chance to see you in concert yet ... She said, making a sad face as she pronounced these last words.

Mike smiles at Skylar's words. She intrigued him and he liked that. She didn't act as a groupie, as most other women would have done, and he liked it. He wanted to know her. The concert began and the two young people took full advantage of it. The atmosphere was at the rendez-vous and the band was close to the fans as usual. Horrorpops played "Where There Wanders" and Skylar swayed to the rhythm of the music, her back stuck to Mike's chest who held her by the hips.

At the end of the concert, Mike took the hand of the young woman who looked at him with tenderness and stroked Skylar's face with his free hand. Faced with this gesture, the young woman smiles even more. She felt a strange sensation in her stomach, like butterflies flying away.

This evening marked the beginning of their story. Indeed, two months later, Mike proposed to Skylar to move in with him. She was ecstatic, but also a little nostalgic, because Jenny and Cassie had gone back to the United States a week ago. However Skylar fell in love with him on their first night. In addition, Mike's band as directly hooked to the spontaneity and joy of the dancer. Skylar was to Mike's eyes, the perfect woman. He was head over heels with her. She was his best friend, his muse, his world, his everything ...

The very evening of this proposal, Skylar began packing her things in her suitcase. While she was packing everything, she heard ringing on the intercom of the apartment that she, Jenny and Cassie had rented. She opened the window of her room and recognized Mike's car. She lowered her eyes slightly and saw him in front of the door waiting.

- Hey handsome ! She said.

He turned around and looked around him.

- Up !

He raised his head and waved.

- Do you recognize yourself when you're called "handsome"? What pretentious you are ! Well, I open you.

He take the stairs two at a time and opened the door of her apartment without even knocking, heading directly to her to catch her by the waist and kissed her passionately.

- I missed you.
- But we met earlier. She said laughing. Don't you think you're exaggerating a bit.
- Mmmm no ... he purred in her neck.

He let go of her and saw her clothes scattered in her apartment.

- Are you tidying up at this time?
- No. She said, laughing. I'm doing my business to return the apartment as early as next week.
- You're right. He confessed. The rather you come the better it is.

She shrugged, smiled and took a bag and put it in Mike's arms.

- Right now ? He asked.
- Well, I give you the things I need the least, it'll be less of a sudden.
- OK !

He laid a kiss on her lips and went down to put the bag in her car, he went up to take another.

- In fact, even if you want to move everything and come into my apartment right now it doesn't bother me, you know.
- You think ?
- Are you having trouble getting involved ?

She shrugged.

- Don't worry, I'm the same.
- Well, I wouldn't say that...
- In fact, I've always been a big womanizer.
- Ah, I understand better Erik's reaction when you told them that I was your girlfriend the other day.
- Yes except you, you stole my heart the day we got into each over. You're hard to define, you have tempered, you don't let yourself go, you have personality ... Then this body and this job ...
He kissed her passionately in the neck and she laughed even more.
- Perverse.
- Oh yes very ... he purred. And you who dared make me languish ... You make me crazy ... I love it ...

Then he went on in a more serious tone :

- You know, it's really rare for a girl to resist me for more than two days.
- And a boaster!
- No, I'm lucky, that's all. Most of the girls wouldn't have waited, whereas you, you had preferred to wait for the right time. And you did well, because it was hot ... and perfect ... and ... mmmm ....

Both lived a very rock'n'roll life. It summed up in a few words: sex, dance for her, concerts for him, eating and sex ... That's what their life was like. But it pleased them, they were happy like that. Mike was doing what he loved most and Skylar was traveling on a tour bus with a rockstar who loved her and that she loved. Their relationship was fusional. If he moved, she moved and vice-versa. It was never the one without the other one. He spoiled her, cherished her, did everything to make her happy. And she had been.

Only from his rockstar life, Mike took advantage a little too much of it and it had somehow changed him. He was disconnected from real life and sometimes, from life all the way. Number had been the time Skylar had found him drunk dead in the living room with the band, and when he was not drunk, his demons resurfaced. Mike's father was a nameless rot. It was not uncommon when Stanislava, Mike's mother, was slapped by her drunk husband once or twice, just like Mike, who was also beaten, or forbidden to eat because he had do something stupid. Mike was eat away by the fear of becoming like his father. Unfortunately, he had finished worse than him. Because Dimitri was certainly an asshole, but he had never put a baseball bat shot in the belly of his girlfriend while Mike, yes. Dimitri had never punched his wife while Mike, yes ...

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