Brynn called and said she was going to meet me at my house to get ready for the concert. She was so excited we both would be going to see the boys perform on stage tonight. I wished I could have shared in her excitement. I didn't have the slightest clue what I was going to wear tonight, but Brynn said she would help me figure something out. Her style was more daring than Anna's, so I was curious what she would come up with.

I was sitting on my bed in my room when Brynn walked in. I had just showered and was in the middle of rubbing lotion on my legs when she waved a shopping bag at me. I recognized the logo on the bag as the same store Anna took me shopping at before the Camo concert. Remembering the previous outfit, I was scared of what Brynn found in there. She placed it in my hand with a smile. I snuck a quick peek in the bag and closed it just as fast.

"What the hell is that?" I choked out.

"A faux leather bodysuit." She smiled wickedly. "No better way to dominate your man."

I opened the bag back up and looked inside. I swallowed hard.

Brynn helped me straighten my hair and curled it in big loose waves. It looked like the perfect just got out of bed look. I put on my makeup myself. Brynn insisted I go with dark eyes and a pink pouty lip. I looked in the mirror. My green eyes looked hungry. I was starving for the dark-haired boy who refused to call me back today.

After half an hour of fighting with Brynn, I finally gave in and tried on the bodysuit. Getting in was a challenge. Brynn and I pushed and pulled until we were out of breath. We finally got the suit on and zipped. She obviously went a size smaller on purpose. I looked in the mirror; it hugged my curves in all the right places. It looked amazing. Who needed to breathe when they were able to look like this. Brynn waved her little fairy wand and it did miracles for my mood. She was too good to me.

The bottom half of the suit looked like shorts at the top but actually ran the whole length of my leg. There were gaps in the suit that ran down the rest of my thighs that were held together by buckles. Under the gaps, you could see the lacy black tights Brynn had convinced me to put on before the suit. The top came up around my neck but had a circular cutout exposing my cleavage. The sleeves were a tight mesh similar to the material of the tights. I was completely covered up yet felt exposed at the same time.

"You're welcome." She said as I ran my hands over the suit as I turned and looked in the mirror.

Brynn went to change in the bathroom and walked out in her trademark red. She had a red mesh dress over a barely-there black bra and booty shorts. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror to see what she looked like from behind.

"Do you think Aiden will like it?" She asked, wiggling her butt at me.

"I think he won't be able to take his eyes off you." She looked gorgeous. I thought I looked good until Brynn's tall thin body put mine to shame. I started having second thoughts about my outfit, maybe jeans and a t-shirt would be better. I couldn't compete with her.

"Maybe I should change," I suggested looking down at myself. "I'm not sure this looks good."

"Stop it. You are flawless. I'd take you right here if I thought you would let me." Damn Brynn with her crazy open sexuality. She was open and honest, maybe a little too sometimes. I had never felt uncomfortable with her attention. She had a way of making it feel playful and not at all strange. I knew she only did it to help build my confidence, which I was severely lacking.

"Fine," I sighed loudly.

"Let's go 'dirty girl.'" She snorted. I was never going to live that one down.

We arrived at Bannon's about a half an hour later. Even though the crowd was not as big as the other night, there were still quite a bit of people here. Brynn and I walked in the door and saw my favorite pervy bouncer. I began to lift my arms up to get patted down. He shook his head no and waved us both through. He must have remembered who I was with the last time he tried to feel me up.

I looked around towards the bar and didn't see anyone we recognized. I was expecting the guys to be up there. Brynn was looking around for a few minutes before she spotted Aiden and JD standing near the stage. We walked down the steps to the floor and headed towards them. As we got closer, I noticed Anna wasn't with JD, which surprised me.

"Hey guys," I said, walking up to them. Brynn was right behind me. She reached Aiden and he pulled her in tightly to kiss her. It was borderline pornographic, so I turned my eyes away, careful not to stare.

"Damnit, Riley," JD said, taking in my appearance. "Have you lost your mind?"

"Not at all. Don't you like my outfit?" I asked him. I placed my hands on my hips and stared directly at him.

"No, I don't like the outfit," JD said through gritted teeth.

"Where's Anna?" I asked him. I turned around, taking the time to survey the crowd looking for Ezra. I didn't see him anywhere and it made me nervous. It had been hours since our little late-night phone escapade and days since I felt his fingertips on me. I needed to hear all the dirty things he wanted to do to me.

"She had a headache. Seriously Lil Bit, are you trying to kill me?" He said, taking the outfit in again.

"James, I am old enough to make my own decisions on what I wear. You should trust me." I said, being brutally honest.

"I do trust you. I just don't trust all these assholes out there. The band will be on the stage. No one will be able to watch you." He raised his voice at me and I rolled my eyes at him. Jerk.

"Don't worry, JD. If I find trouble tonight, you'll be the first one I call." I reached up and rubbed his dark blonde hair like he had done to me for so many years. He clenched his jaw at me angrily. Brynn and Aiden were whispering to each other. Brynn was practically palming him in the middle of the crowd. I tore my eyes away from her hand, moving back and forth over his jeans.

I looked around again for Ezra. I finally spotted him in the corner, talking to Mark. I looked a little closer and saw three half-dressed girls standing near them. They looked vaguely familiar. I wasn't quite sure where I had seen them before until I recognized the one girl as the one with the nose ring from the music store. Intense jealousy began to build in the pit of my stomach. She had her hands on him and was leaning into him. He didn't even attempt to push her back. What the hell? I guess I had my answer to why he didn't call me back today. 

My fists clenched and I saw red. Without thinking, I began to walk over to where they were standing. I was only about a foot away from them when Mark raised his hands and yelled. "RILEY!"

Ezra turned his head up away from the girl. His eyes were clouded and he was completely trashed. He looked like he had started the party early tonight.

The nose ring girl turned her mousey face towards me. "Oh, look, it's the little girl from the music store. Ezra, is she stalking you?" She turned back to him. He was looking between us in confusion. He either didn't care what I thought or his mind was too clouded by the alcohol. Either way, he was a complete asshole.

"Riley, you remember Mia from the music store. She came to watch me play tonight." Ezra said, smiling over at me when he saw the furious look on my face. His eyes were barely open and were unfocused. He reached over and put his arm around the girl. She gave me a winning smile as he pulled her to his side.

"Are you being serious right now?"  I asked him as my whole body shook.

"We're about to go party. Do you want to party with us, baby? You look like you're ready."

"Not going to happen," I said through gritted teeth. My fists were in a ball and my knuckles were white.

Mark looked between us, confused. Luckily, he had been drinking too and didn't quite understand what was going on. He was as trashed as Ezra.

"Let her go back and play with her stuffed animals. I'll take care of you tonight." Mia said, moving her hand back towards his chest.

I launched myself at her and slammed her to the ground. She clawed at me and pulled my hair. I punched her in the face and her nose started bleeding. Mark picked me up and pulled me off her. JD and Aiden were right behind him, helping to hold me back. It took all three of them to pull me away from her. Ezra was frozen in place, staring at me with clouded icy eyes.

I was kicking and screaming, tearing at Mark's hands, trying to get him to let go of me. The girl was lying on the floor with blood pouring from her nose. She wiped at it with her hand as her friends tried to help pull her up.

"Riley, chill. You have got to get out of here before they call the cops." JD said, trying to steady my feral eyes on his. JD called back to Brynn. "Take her back to the house. We'll meet you there after the show."

Brynn nodded, she tried to grab hold of my arm and I pushed back at her knocking her backwards. There was no way she was going to drag me out of here when I wasn't finished yet. I was going to hurt the skank and then I was going to kick Ezra square in the nuts for being such a dumbass. All my reason and common sense had flown out of the window. It always did when Ezra was involved.

Ezra stepped in front of me angrily. The muscles of his arms were straining and I could see he was trying to hold himself back. He towered over me, but I was determined not to back down.

"Go back to the house, Riley." He spat out in a low hard tone.

"You don't get to tell me what to do. I'm not leaving." My hands were on my hips and my head was tilted all the way up, looking at him defiantly. There was no way I was moving so that girl could start touching him again.

"Fuck this." He growled.

Ezra grabbed my hips and picked me up, swinging me over his shoulder. His long legs were already moving us towards the exit on the side of the building. I was fighting and hitting his back with everything in me. I didn't want him to touch me, let alone pick me up and carry me out of the bar.

"What the hell?" JD said, watching Ezra carry me with suspicious eyes.

"I am getting her stubborn ass out of here before the cops come. Go talk with the manager to try to convince him not to file a report." He shouted back at JD.

"Don't worry, JD. Brynn will get her back to the house." Aiden yelled back as he and Brynn began trying to chase us across the bar floor.

Ezra threw open the exit to the back alley. Once we got outside, he dropped me on the ground and turned to stare down at me.

"What the fuck was that?" His drunken gaze was pissing me off even more. I felt like my hands and knees were scratched from the contact with the ground.

"I don't know, Ezra, you tell me. Are you sleeping with that skank?" I brought myself to my feet, standing as tall as I could while I brushed the gravel off me. He took a step towards me, leaving barely enough room for air between us. I was not going to back down from him. I wasn't going to let him intimidate me.

He laughed at me.

I reached my hand up and tried to slap him. He caught my wrist in his hand before I could make contact. I almost tried to kick out at him, but I thought better of it. My bodysuit would probably not let me move my leg fast enough. He continued to hold my wrist as I struggled to get free from him.

Aiden and Brynn burst through the exit, finally catching up to us. They stopped when they saw Ezra holding my wrist as I struggled to break free.

"What the hell is going on?" Aiden screamed at him with wide eyes. His body was rigid at the sight of Ezra holding me in place.

Ezra turned to look at Aiden and then back down to me.

"Your little boyfriend coming to your rescue again?" Ezra sneered at me, his face moving closer to mine. "I knew you were letting him fucking touch you."

I turned my head away from Ezra. Brynn was looking at Aiden and then looked over at me, confused. I hoped she didn't think I would ever do that to her.

"Dude, you're trashed. Let go of her. Nothing is happening between us. I have been telling you since the first night you met her that we are just friends. What is wrong with you?" Aiden shouted. Brynn grabbed Aiden's arm and pulled him close to her, trying to hold him back.

"Why don't you ask her? She's the one who has lost her fucking mind." Ezra said, staring daggers through me.

"I'm done with you. You will never touch me again." Ezra looked amused.

"You are a terrible liar.  You will be in my bed with your legs open when I get home tonight." He said darkly.

"You will never see me again,"  I said, turning to walk away from him. 

"Fine, I'll just go back inside and let Mia suck my cock. You should come back inside. She'll let you watch when I come down her throat." He shouted at me.

"You know what, Ezra," I said, turning around, ready to pounce. "Go right ahead, enjoy yourself.  You are a pathetic, insecure drunk.  Go get your two minutes of pleasure from her but later tonight, when you're sitting awake in the dark by yourself, remember you did this. You screwed this up."

"Baby, there's always someone in my bed." He said, trying to sound hard.

"And yet, you're still alone."  I laughed and walked away.

"Ouch." I heard Brynn say to Aiden. She ran behind me with her heels clicking against the sidewalk. "Wait for me, Ry!"

I heard the click of the car unlocking and I went and sat on the passenger side. I was seat belted in before Brynn even opened the door. She climbed in and turned to look at me.

"What the hell happened?  I looked up and you were beating the crap out of that girl."

"I'm done with him," I said flatly, not even wanting to say his name. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Geez, I don't even know what I just watched." She started the car and drove off. She was heading down the road towards the band house. When I realized what she was doing, I asked her to turn around and take me home.

"You're going to go home in that outfit? You should at least find another guy to bring back to the house to torture him with. You know he'll find some girl to try to make you jealous." Of course, that would be her answer.  Get even.

Part of me wanted to do exactly what she recommended. The other part knew I couldn't be trusted around him either. I would plan to go back with the intention of climbing on top of some random guy to let him have me while Ezra watched.  In reality, I would just end up screaming at Ezra all night. I would let him call me names until he dragged me up to his room so he could do things to me that would make porn stars look away, blushing.

Revenge was not really in my nature. I wouldn't have thought fighting like this was either. Ezra brought some of the worst parts out of me. We weren't good for each other, but it didn't stop me from still wanting him more than I ever wanted anyone else. My head was sick over this boy. The only sure to cure my mania was to distance myself from him. 

"I just want to go home and be alone." I was defeated.