overzealous fans, leaving the once packed dance floor empty in front of Sunny. The manager and bouncers tried to make their way through the crowd to help him. But it was near impossible.
Finally muscling their way in, they grabbed Gabe, surrounding him while trying to make their way to the exit. The manager must have called the cops, because he saw flashing red and blue lights enter the parking lot. Before being pushed through the doorway, Gabe looked back at the stage. Sunny was in Trent’s face having a heated discussion, anger radiated off of her. And then she turned and threw the mike down on the floor and stormed off. Even in the chaos he could hear the loud thump of the mike hitting the floor reverberating through the speakers. The sound ending the night with disappointing finality.
~~~
“What the hell was that Trent?!” Sunny glared.
“That dude is just using you, Sunny. I’m just doing you a favor before he hurts you. You can’t really believe that someone like him would date you? He dates supermodels and hot actresses.” Trent looked down his noses at Sunny self-righteously.
Sunny stepped back as if she’d been slapped, his words hitting to close to her doubts about Gabe’s interest in her. “You’re a fucking asshole, Trent!” Sunny yelled into Trent’s face. “You knew I had feelings for you and you didn’t give me the time of day. Now that I have someone interested in me that’s ten times better than you’ll ever be in every way, NOW you want to act like you care?! You can go to hell. Find someone else to sing with. I’m done!” Sunny threw the mike down and stormed off the stage. Tears threatened to pour down her face as she made her way through the back exit. She managed to hold them back till she got to her car. “Asshole, asshole, ASSHOLE!” She slammed her hand against the steering wheel, punctuating the word each time she sobbed it.
Pushing aside her dejected mood, Sunny needed to know if Gabe was okay. Reaching back, she grabbed her purse that was hidden on the floor behind the passenger seat. She searched through her purse for her phone. Finally finding it at the bottom, she wiped her face with the backs of her hands so that she could see the screen as she called up his number.
“Hello, Sweet Girl.” Gabe said picking up after the first ring.
“I’m so sorry Gabe. Are you okay?” Sunny said trying to control the teary tremble in her voice, but failing miserably.
“I’m fine Sunny. Don’t worry about me and don’t apologize for that fucker. If I had the chance I would’ve karate chopped him in the throat for you!” He growled indignantly, like a little kid.
Sunny burst into a fit of giggles, tears forgotten. He was trying to cheer her up. And it worked. “Thanks I needed that laugh.”
“No problem. I love your laugh. And anything I can do to hear it again, I’ll gladly do it. But I was dead serious. I see that dude again and he’s losing an Adam’s apple.”
Sunny’s head fell back on the headrest, the laughter shaking her whole body. Now tears of a different kind streamed down her face.
“Stop! Stop! It hurts!” Sunny grabbed her aching stomach.
“What? You didn’t know I’m a ninja by night…roundhouse kicking fools and ripping out their throats?”
“Ha! You didn’t describe a ninja. You just described Patrick Swayze in Roadhouse ! Which is a favorite of mine. I own it.”
“Hmm. Do I sense a movie-buff in my midst?”
“Yes, Mr. Movie Star, you do. Care to play me in a friendly game of Scene It sometime? I have a current record of 7-in-0, by the way”, Sunny challenged smugly.
“Oh ho! Bring it baby! Name the place, name the date and time. And I’ll be there, spankin’ that ass!” She shivered at the thought. She was no Anastasia Steele , but being bent over his lap at his mercy did have some appeal.
“I’ll let you know. Just be prepared. Maybe do a little studying, you’ll need it.” She loved the playful
Finally muscling their way in, they grabbed Gabe, surrounding him while trying to make their way to the exit. The manager must have called the cops, because he saw flashing red and blue lights enter the parking lot. Before being pushed through the doorway, Gabe looked back at the stage. Sunny was in Trent’s face having a heated discussion, anger radiated off of her. And then she turned and threw the mike down on the floor and stormed off. Even in the chaos he could hear the loud thump of the mike hitting the floor reverberating through the speakers. The sound ending the night with disappointing finality.
~~~
“What the hell was that Trent?!” Sunny glared.
“That dude is just using you, Sunny. I’m just doing you a favor before he hurts you. You can’t really believe that someone like him would date you? He dates supermodels and hot actresses.” Trent looked down his noses at Sunny self-righteously.
Sunny stepped back as if she’d been slapped, his words hitting to close to her doubts about Gabe’s interest in her. “You’re a fucking asshole, Trent!” Sunny yelled into Trent’s face. “You knew I had feelings for you and you didn’t give me the time of day. Now that I have someone interested in me that’s ten times better than you’ll ever be in every way, NOW you want to act like you care?! You can go to hell. Find someone else to sing with. I’m done!” Sunny threw the mike down and stormed off the stage. Tears threatened to pour down her face as she made her way through the back exit. She managed to hold them back till she got to her car. “Asshole, asshole, ASSHOLE!” She slammed her hand against the steering wheel, punctuating the word each time she sobbed it.
Pushing aside her dejected mood, Sunny needed to know if Gabe was okay. Reaching back, she grabbed her purse that was hidden on the floor behind the passenger seat. She searched through her purse for her phone. Finally finding it at the bottom, she wiped her face with the backs of her hands so that she could see the screen as she called up his number.
“Hello, Sweet Girl.” Gabe said picking up after the first ring.
“I’m so sorry Gabe. Are you okay?” Sunny said trying to control the teary tremble in her voice, but failing miserably.
“I’m fine Sunny. Don’t worry about me and don’t apologize for that fucker. If I had the chance I would’ve karate chopped him in the throat for you!” He growled indignantly, like a little kid.
Sunny burst into a fit of giggles, tears forgotten. He was trying to cheer her up. And it worked. “Thanks I needed that laugh.”
“No problem. I love your laugh. And anything I can do to hear it again, I’ll gladly do it. But I was dead serious. I see that dude again and he’s losing an Adam’s apple.”
Sunny’s head fell back on the headrest, the laughter shaking her whole body. Now tears of a different kind streamed down her face.
“Stop! Stop! It hurts!” Sunny grabbed her aching stomach.
“What? You didn’t know I’m a ninja by night…roundhouse kicking fools and ripping out their throats?”
“Ha! You didn’t describe a ninja. You just described Patrick Swayze in Roadhouse ! Which is a favorite of mine. I own it.”
“Hmm. Do I sense a movie-buff in my midst?”
“Yes, Mr. Movie Star, you do. Care to play me in a friendly game of Scene It sometime? I have a current record of 7-in-0, by the way”, Sunny challenged smugly.
“Oh ho! Bring it baby! Name the place, name the date and time. And I’ll be there, spankin’ that ass!” She shivered at the thought. She was no Anastasia Steele , but being bent over his lap at his mercy did have some appeal.
“I’ll let you know. Just be prepared. Maybe do a little studying, you’ll need it.” She loved the playful
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