Losing My Mind...
Chapter Two: This Is My Last Resort...
My whole body feels like the consistency of Jell-O as I watch the show... from backstage. Jacoby begins singing "Where Did The Angels Go" and I am rooted to the spot. My view of the stage is breathtaking, and I am so close to them that if I really wanted to, I could reach out and touch Jerry as he shreds on his guitar. I idly wonder how many people that aren't close friends or family have had the privilege of enjoying the concert from the side of the stage. As Jacoby's energy explodes and infects the entire venue, I gaze out at the crowd, a sight I have never seen before. Every face is contorted in joy and pure excitement... All except one... The annoying girl who was next to me was gaping at me in horror. I smile triumphantly at her and waved. She turned scarlet red and frowned at me, clearly pissed off that I was the one up there and she wasn't.
Jacoby makes quick amused glances at me, and every time our eyes connect, I feel the fire spread across my whole body while simultaneously my blood runs cold. It's amazing what this man can do to me with one look. I am still bewildered as to why I am standing here, but I'm not complaining. I give in to the music, thrashing my head around, singing quietly and dancing in the privacy of the side stage. I've never felt so alive. They play song after song, hit after hit, driving the crowd wild and feeding them their infectious energy.
As Jacoby announces that they are playing their last song of the night, I can't help but grin. This has certainly been the best night of my life thus far, and it sucks that my blissful day is drawing to a close, but I bask in the knowledge that my favorite band (and my favorite man) selected me from the sea of faces to join them in their passion. This is truly the greatest gift ever. Maybe he's just being nice since I have been to SO many of his concerts that I practically pay his mortgage.
They do all but light the stage on fire as they perform "Last Resort" with all of their hearts and souls. The sound of the fans singing along is nothing short of heavenly, and I finally understood why Jacoby is addicted to this lifestyle... It truly is amazing.
They finish the song and take their bows, Jacoby smiling so brightly that the stage lights seem dim in comparison. I clap feverishly, my screams blending in with the roar of the crowd as they chant, "PAPA ROACH! PAPA ROACH!" The band turns to exit the stage, and his eyes are on me in an instant. He strolls offstage, heading straight for me, and I feel a lump in my throat. My blood pressure drops as his cool gaze and piercing emerald eyes never leave mine as he walks toward me... Before I even know what is happening, I am engulfed in his arms, his sweaty chest pressed onto my face. I inhale the scent of Jacoby as my eyes close momentarily in pure bliss. He pulls back, his eyes gazing intensely into my soul, bends down, and his warm lips are on my cheek. I gasp in shock as a delicious sensation overtakes me, and my eyes widen as far as they can physically go. His voice is in my ear, and my blood stills as the words echo in my mind.... "Happy birthday Lynn."
HOLY.... FUCK. My heart skips several beats. How the hell did he know it was my birthday??? And he knows my name?! My emotions do somersaults as I gape at him in astonishment. He reads my expression and grins from ear to ear. "Did you forget that I accepted your friend request on Facebook? I checked my notifications this morning, and learned that it was your birthday. I was going to just post something on your wall, but I didn't expect you to be here today! There you were, front and center as usual, so I came up with a better plan." He explained as if it was no big deal. My mouth went dry. I flushed, and realized some color was coming back to my cheeks after I nearly had a coronary attack. "T-t-thank you! This is seriously the best birthday present I could ever ask for..." I stuttered. Jacoby's warm smile nearly touched his eyes as he embraced me for a hug again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me, absorbing this heavenly moment. As we pull apart, I shyly whisper, "Thanks again Jacoby." My heart flutters as I turn on my heel, ready to head out to my car and call everyone in existence to tell them of my exciting exertions of the day.
He frowns and drops his arms to the side. "Where are you going?" A twinge of disappointment tainted in his voice... I turn back around with confusion written on my face as plain as day. The concert is over, so why is he so disappointed that I'm leaving? "The night's not over yet... do you want to stay and hang out for a while? Call it an extended birthday present." Jacoby eyed me nervously.
I practically shriek with excitment! He wants me to join the afterparty? I nod my head innocently, still shocked by the rather random invitation. He flashes a devilish smile that unfolds desire deep in my belly.. All rationality in my mind momentarily shuts down as I stare at his beautiful lips curled up in a tantalizing grin. How the hell am I going to be able to keep my hands off this man when he's grinning at me like that? He gives a small chuckle that reignites my thought process. He takes my hand in his sweaty palm, and I forget how to breathe... "Come on, let me buy you a drink birthday girl." he gestures in a friendly way for me to follow him by lightly tugging my arm. I blush, unable to speak as he leads me hand in hand deeper backstage. Now there was going to be alcohol involved? Great, now it'll be even more of a challenge to keep my hands to myself... This is going to be a long night.
....... TO BE CONTINUED........
Jacoby makes quick amused glances at me, and every time our eyes connect, I feel the fire spread across my whole body while simultaneously my blood runs cold. It's amazing what this man can do to me with one look. I am still bewildered as to why I am standing here, but I'm not complaining. I give in to the music, thrashing my head around, singing quietly and dancing in the privacy of the side stage. I've never felt so alive. They play song after song, hit after hit, driving the crowd wild and feeding them their infectious energy.
As Jacoby announces that they are playing their last song of the night, I can't help but grin. This has certainly been the best night of my life thus far, and it sucks that my blissful day is drawing to a close, but I bask in the knowledge that my favorite band (and my favorite man) selected me from the sea of faces to join them in their passion. This is truly the greatest gift ever. Maybe he's just being nice since I have been to SO many of his concerts that I practically pay his mortgage.
They do all but light the stage on fire as they perform "Last Resort" with all of their hearts and souls. The sound of the fans singing along is nothing short of heavenly, and I finally understood why Jacoby is addicted to this lifestyle... It truly is amazing.
They finish the song and take their bows, Jacoby smiling so brightly that the stage lights seem dim in comparison. I clap feverishly, my screams blending in with the roar of the crowd as they chant, "PAPA ROACH! PAPA ROACH!" The band turns to exit the stage, and his eyes are on me in an instant. He strolls offstage, heading straight for me, and I feel a lump in my throat. My blood pressure drops as his cool gaze and piercing emerald eyes never leave mine as he walks toward me... Before I even know what is happening, I am engulfed in his arms, his sweaty chest pressed onto my face. I inhale the scent of Jacoby as my eyes close momentarily in pure bliss. He pulls back, his eyes gazing intensely into my soul, bends down, and his warm lips are on my cheek. I gasp in shock as a delicious sensation overtakes me, and my eyes widen as far as they can physically go. His voice is in my ear, and my blood stills as the words echo in my mind.... "Happy birthday Lynn."
HOLY.... FUCK. My heart skips several beats. How the hell did he know it was my birthday??? And he knows my name?! My emotions do somersaults as I gape at him in astonishment. He reads my expression and grins from ear to ear. "Did you forget that I accepted your friend request on Facebook? I checked my notifications this morning, and learned that it was your birthday. I was going to just post something on your wall, but I didn't expect you to be here today! There you were, front and center as usual, so I came up with a better plan." He explained as if it was no big deal. My mouth went dry. I flushed, and realized some color was coming back to my cheeks after I nearly had a coronary attack. "T-t-thank you! This is seriously the best birthday present I could ever ask for..." I stuttered. Jacoby's warm smile nearly touched his eyes as he embraced me for a hug again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me, absorbing this heavenly moment. As we pull apart, I shyly whisper, "Thanks again Jacoby." My heart flutters as I turn on my heel, ready to head out to my car and call everyone in existence to tell them of my exciting exertions of the day.
He frowns and drops his arms to the side. "Where are you going?" A twinge of disappointment tainted in his voice... I turn back around with confusion written on my face as plain as day. The concert is over, so why is he so disappointed that I'm leaving? "The night's not over yet... do you want to stay and hang out for a while? Call it an extended birthday present." Jacoby eyed me nervously.
I practically shriek with excitment! He wants me to join the afterparty? I nod my head innocently, still shocked by the rather random invitation. He flashes a devilish smile that unfolds desire deep in my belly.. All rationality in my mind momentarily shuts down as I stare at his beautiful lips curled up in a tantalizing grin. How the hell am I going to be able to keep my hands off this man when he's grinning at me like that? He gives a small chuckle that reignites my thought process. He takes my hand in his sweaty palm, and I forget how to breathe... "Come on, let me buy you a drink birthday girl." he gestures in a friendly way for me to follow him by lightly tugging my arm. I blush, unable to speak as he leads me hand in hand deeper backstage. Now there was going to be alcohol involved? Great, now it'll be even more of a challenge to keep my hands to myself... This is going to be a long night.
....... TO BE CONTINUED........