Epilogue- Part Two

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Epilogue Part Two-

Moth

I've never been so nervous performing before, but my eyes keep scanning the faces in the crowd, trying to find him. Maybe he didn't even come. When I let out a breath and feel myself relax, I hold onto that thought. Something must've come up, and he isn't here. That makes it easier to sing all the songs I wrote about him.

I poured my heart into them. It was my idea for us to separate, but I couldn't help the resentment, sorrow, and jealousy I felt after we split. Frankie is moving on and here I am completely celibate because nobody will ever be as beautiful to me as he is. Unfortunately, he's not mine anymore.

I suggested long distance when we graduated even though I knew Franks wouldn't agree. I could give him anything but what he needed. He never asked for sweet text messages or thoughtful gestures. All he wanted was to hug me, hold my hand, or fall asleep next to me so he wouldn't have to feel alone, and I couldn't be there. The breakup wasn't anyone's fault, but I was never planning to move on.

I focus back on the crowd as we finish playing Gwen's song. She backs up from the lead mic and we switch places since my song is next. It's the last one so we should finish up soon.

"Thank you all for coming tonight! We appreciate all the support, and we never thought this was where we'd be right now. I mean we used to be a few thirteen-year-olds learning to play rock music in my basement, and now we get to make music for all of you night after night. It's a dream come true." I announce, digging my lucky pick out of my pocket. "We always save our most popular song at the moment for last, and this one is pretty explicit. It's nice to see that our fans are as naughty as we are."

I didn't expect this song to blow up as much as it has recently, but it happens to be one I wrote after Frankie told me he's been sleeping with people. We kept our private lives pretty quiet originally, but I asked and he didn't want to lie. I'd never shame him, but I needed a way to reassure myself that he wasn't moving on because I wasn't good enough. I needed to stroke my ego to feel better, so I wrote a song bragging about how I'm the best sex he's ever had.

Most nights when I perform it I feel super confident, and I can tease the crowd by throwing in a little more sex appeal than normal. Knowing Frankie might be here is making me self-conscious since I don't know if he's heard it before. I take a deep breath and mentally shake the thoughts from my head. Frankie had classes and I barely gave him a day's notice. There's no way he made time to come. I just need to get a little boost and there are hundreds of people here who love to fawn over me.

"Do you guys think I look good tonight?" I ask, running my fingers through my hair as the crows erupt in screams. I smirk and chuckle softly, playing it up a bit more by holding my guitar out of the way and lifting my shirt to flash my abs. "I'm way better than Jonis right?"

They scream louder as I glance at Jonis who flips me off. I wink at him while shaking off my nerves and strumming the cord a few times to let them know we're about to start. I tap my foot to signal the counts before starting to play, hearing the band in perfect sync with me.

I start the first verse, effortlessly plucking the guitar strings as I recall the words, making sure to keep up my playful energy. This song is upbeat, and practically an anthem for anyone who feels insecure and needs a reminder that they're amazing.

My timing has gotten significantly better since I started playing the rhythmic line and Gwen took over playing lead. It suits us better this way. Ezra's help has also helped Jonis improve a lot. He plays better when he's more confident in himself and not as focused on playing the right notes. His stage presence is even better than mine at this point.

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