CHAPTER 3
I hated the situation I was in, with my back pressed up to the wall, and my personal space invaded I had a losing sense of feeling out of control, I could feel my body became tense with anger, and being in a compromised discontented position; added together with being seriously pissed it was now only minutes away before I snapped.
I asked her again, to move and leave, and again she ignored my request, then without warning my temper errupted, I could take no more, now I was taking control. removing my hands from my man hood I roughly pushed her away from me.
"Just get the fuck out, now!; before I do something I will seriously regret." my temper rising and my voice getting louder as the adrenaline coursed through my veins, I'd had enough of her shit and wasn't going to play her silly games anymore.
"You really want me to leave Jon?" still she tried with her tryst, she was still holding my towel, and raised it to her nose and smelled and licked the towel and made suggestive faces in a lame attempt to get my interest. she failed, I answered
" Just get your stuff and fucking leave, I don't know you, Antonia is it? and what's more I don't wanna know you, or your stupid fucking guessing games, its over, say goodbye sweet cakes your leaving...." I was still naked, but I grabbed her firmly by the shoulders and marched her to the door, I opened it and threw her out, then closing the door I locked it.
Walking back into my dressing area, I was talking to myself "muther fucker " I grabbed my clean clothes and dressed, then searched around for my cigarettes, found them and lit one.
Inhaling deep, I paced uneasy with what had happened, sure fans tried sneaking back all the time, and until this incident I had never had cause for concern. I had to know who had allowed her to get past and into my private area.
I hunted around for my cell, finding it under papers on the dresser, I punched in a number and pressed call...
"Richie, you still at the gig man?"
"Yeah, why, I'm in the bar?, you sound pissed, what's up?"
"Can you meet me downstairs' in my dresser?, and Rich, bring me a whisky will ya?"
I hung up the phone, but still I paced, there was a knock at the door,
"Mr Jovi?, it's Diane can I come in please sir, I have left my purse and bag at the side of the chair?"
I unlocked the door and opened it and allowed Diane to enter.
She saw my expression as she came in, having worked for me for so long she knew me well enough to know how pissed I was.
"You ok sir?,"
"not really no."
"Sorry sir, is there something I can do for you?"
"Yeah, maybe you can Diane."
She stood looking at me, waiting for my instructions. I knew it was a real long shot but I had to ask her anyway.
"did you let anyone back stage after the show Di?"
she held my gaze with a puzzled look on her face, not sure why I was asking her questions, or where I was leading to, but she answered calmly and honestly, and without hesitation.
"No, I didn't, I readied your change clothes while you guys were doing the second encore and headed up to the bar sir."
"has something happened?"
her face was full of concern, "yeah, something happened" I had to decide whether to tell her or not, I decided not. " but it's ok, thanks Di " she smiled at me and knew not to push and to leave it alone, so collected her things and left my room.
A few minutes later there was another knock, "who's there?"
"Rich, man, what's going on?"
I opened the door and let him in. I took the glass of whisky he had in his hand and downed it one, it was strong and I coughed as the warm liquor ran down my throat, giving a warm burning feeling, with my hands now resting on the counter top an my head hung down; Richie spoke, "Shit man, what's with the call you know we always head to the bar after a gig," he paused waiting for me to answer then carried on, " so why are you pissed, we hit a wrong chord or something tonight?,"
"no, nothing like that, but I have had a less than relaxing end to the gig..."
I explained it all to Richie, who listened while perched on my dresser. "So, who let her in then?"
"No idea, that's the thing, I thought we employed a tight ship here."
"you spoke to the guys yet?"
"eh huh, fuck bro, what the fuck...."
"You?, now your giving it that your shocked?, yeah right, come off it Jon, fuck in our younger days you would have eaten a girl like that alive, only shock your suffering from is that you said no..."
" Nah, really man, it shook me, I'm taking a shower and.... "
"Yeah and you step out to find a beautiful girl in your dresser, sorry bro, I just don't get it..."
Rich tried making light of it, he smiled at me, I smiled back, some of what he said made sense, sure in my younger day's I'd have been cocky and arrogant and played the part, but now I was older, happily married with four kids, I wasn't even tempted anymore, I loved my wife and one night stands were a thing of my past. now more so, compared to this girl that busted in I was an old man.
" jeez Rich, this girl could only have been twenty four, What the fuck do they see in an old man like me."
Rich looked at me and answered, "Sex bro, simple as that and a price tag too. and by the way, you looked in the mirror lately?"
I hated the situation I was in, with my back pressed up to the wall, and my personal space invaded I had a losing sense of feeling out of control, I could feel my body became tense with anger, and being in a compromised discontented position; added together with being seriously pissed it was now only minutes away before I snapped.
I asked her again, to move and leave, and again she ignored my request, then without warning my temper errupted, I could take no more, now I was taking control. removing my hands from my man hood I roughly pushed her away from me.
"Just get the fuck out, now!; before I do something I will seriously regret." my temper rising and my voice getting louder as the adrenaline coursed through my veins, I'd had enough of her shit and wasn't going to play her silly games anymore.
"You really want me to leave Jon?" still she tried with her tryst, she was still holding my towel, and raised it to her nose and smelled and licked the towel and made suggestive faces in a lame attempt to get my interest. she failed, I answered
" Just get your stuff and fucking leave, I don't know you, Antonia is it? and what's more I don't wanna know you, or your stupid fucking guessing games, its over, say goodbye sweet cakes your leaving...." I was still naked, but I grabbed her firmly by the shoulders and marched her to the door, I opened it and threw her out, then closing the door I locked it.
Walking back into my dressing area, I was talking to myself "muther fucker " I grabbed my clean clothes and dressed, then searched around for my cigarettes, found them and lit one.
Inhaling deep, I paced uneasy with what had happened, sure fans tried sneaking back all the time, and until this incident I had never had cause for concern. I had to know who had allowed her to get past and into my private area.
I hunted around for my cell, finding it under papers on the dresser, I punched in a number and pressed call...
"Richie, you still at the gig man?"
"Yeah, why, I'm in the bar?, you sound pissed, what's up?"
"Can you meet me downstairs' in my dresser?, and Rich, bring me a whisky will ya?"
I hung up the phone, but still I paced, there was a knock at the door,
"Mr Jovi?, it's Diane can I come in please sir, I have left my purse and bag at the side of the chair?"
I unlocked the door and opened it and allowed Diane to enter.
She saw my expression as she came in, having worked for me for so long she knew me well enough to know how pissed I was.
"You ok sir?,"
"not really no."
"Sorry sir, is there something I can do for you?"
"Yeah, maybe you can Diane."
She stood looking at me, waiting for my instructions. I knew it was a real long shot but I had to ask her anyway.
"did you let anyone back stage after the show Di?"
she held my gaze with a puzzled look on her face, not sure why I was asking her questions, or where I was leading to, but she answered calmly and honestly, and without hesitation.
"No, I didn't, I readied your change clothes while you guys were doing the second encore and headed up to the bar sir."
"has something happened?"
her face was full of concern, "yeah, something happened" I had to decide whether to tell her or not, I decided not. " but it's ok, thanks Di " she smiled at me and knew not to push and to leave it alone, so collected her things and left my room.
A few minutes later there was another knock, "who's there?"
"Rich, man, what's going on?"
I opened the door and let him in. I took the glass of whisky he had in his hand and downed it one, it was strong and I coughed as the warm liquor ran down my throat, giving a warm burning feeling, with my hands now resting on the counter top an my head hung down; Richie spoke, "Shit man, what's with the call you know we always head to the bar after a gig," he paused waiting for me to answer then carried on, " so why are you pissed, we hit a wrong chord or something tonight?,"
"no, nothing like that, but I have had a less than relaxing end to the gig..."
I explained it all to Richie, who listened while perched on my dresser. "So, who let her in then?"
"No idea, that's the thing, I thought we employed a tight ship here."
"you spoke to the guys yet?"
"eh huh, fuck bro, what the fuck...."
"You?, now your giving it that your shocked?, yeah right, come off it Jon, fuck in our younger days you would have eaten a girl like that alive, only shock your suffering from is that you said no..."
" Nah, really man, it shook me, I'm taking a shower and.... "
"Yeah and you step out to find a beautiful girl in your dresser, sorry bro, I just don't get it..."
Rich tried making light of it, he smiled at me, I smiled back, some of what he said made sense, sure in my younger day's I'd have been cocky and arrogant and played the part, but now I was older, happily married with four kids, I wasn't even tempted anymore, I loved my wife and one night stands were a thing of my past. now more so, compared to this girl that busted in I was an old man.
" jeez Rich, this girl could only have been twenty four, What the fuck do they see in an old man like me."
Rich looked at me and answered, "Sex bro, simple as that and a price tag too. and by the way, you looked in the mirror lately?"
I've used that in the chapter, it was too good an opportunity not too! :) thanks for your support hunni x
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