The Sick Among the Pure
In You I See Dirty, In You I Feel So Hungry.
Recently our rehearsals have been a lot of fun, probably because we have new material to play. There was also no drama, except that Maynard watched me a lot more carefully. "So when exactly does this tour start?" Marius asked as we finished up a song. "In about a month, Trent should be here any moment so you can ask him all about it" Maynard said and a second later Trent walked in with Jeordie. "Hey baby doll" Jeordie said in a gay voice as he gave me a hug. "Okay, I don't have much time, so how about we hear some songs?" Trent said loudly standing next to Maynard. He looked pissed off, he didn't even say hi to me. I grabbed a mic and started singing the song the band chose. I didn't try to show off or anything, just sang it like I normally would, unless I was high. "Okay, keep going" Trent said when we finished up. We played about five songs and he told us to stop. "First off, you guys sound great, maybe put up the bass up a bit, but we'll get that figured out on stage. So I figure the lighting wouldn't be too difficult, you guys don't have any crazy parts. I'll get my guys to work on it, just give me a set list." Trent said looking frustrated. The rest of the band then started asking him questions about the tour and all that bullshit, I figured I could slip away to the bathroom real quick. "We're playing in Europe, so it won't be that long. Jeordie go get her..." I heard Trent say as I reached the bathroom door. I quickly locked it. I snorted a line and I heard a knock. "Hold on I'll be out in a sec" I flushed the toilet and came out. "You little sneaky bastard, you're lucky I'm not Trent." Jeordie said with a smirk. "What are you talking about?" I laughed. "Go look at yourself in the mirror" He pushed me back in the bathroom and I saw that I had a bit of the powder underneath my nose. "Seriously, thank god you weren't Trent." "What are you doing tonight. I think you and I should go get a drink." Jeordie said with a small smile. "I'll be here until like 9. You should stick around and we can head over later?" I started walking back to the lounge area and he followed. "So it's a date?" Jeordie asked and I laughed. "I don't know, you're the one that asked me, right?" I turned the corner and bumped into Trent. "Come pick up the food with me, they're on a break." Trent said and put on his leather jacket. I nodded and was about to go out the door when Jeordie pulled my arm and whispered in my ear "It's a date". I smiled and walked out to see Trent giving us a puzzled look. "What's a date?" Trent asked as we headed over to his car. "Nothing" I replied as I put my seat-belt on and waited for him to drive off. "So did Maynard give you shit about the heroine thing? Oh and if you're pissed, I had to tell him." Trent said driving off. "It's fine I guess,he would've found out one way or another. I'm kinda glad you did, he didn't even scream and he hasn't brought it up since you told him." I said stretching and pulling up my sleeves. The band didn't know. "So why are you in such a shitty mood today, Reznor?" I asked looking over at him. "So it's that noticeable?" I nodded my head. "Brett pissed me off today and Violet decided to be gone an extra few days. In addition the tour is only a month away, I just get really tense and nervous about the whole thing." He sighed and pulled over to a pizza place. "Sounds like you need a massage!" I smiled and he laughed, giving me one of those looks that made me melt inside. "Well, it is your turn to give me one since I spent like 15 minutes on you last time..." he said. "I knew it was too good to be free. When shall I be of service to you, Reznor?" I asked and his smile grew. "How about tonight after your rehearsal, I'm really fucking sore." I got out of the car and he followed. " I can't tonight" I said kind of feeling bad. "Ouch, rejection. What are you up to tonight?" he asked and then told the pizza man that he got 3 pies to pick up, then he turned to me when the guy went to get them. "So?" he asked again. "I promised Jeordie that I'd go out with him..." I scratched my arm and waited for Trent to say something. "Oh I see. Well I'm sure my back will need your assistance on other days too." He grabbed the 3 pies and we started walking back to the car. "Well, don't get knocked up on your first date..." Trent said as he started driving back. "Who said I was going to have sex with him?" He shrugged. We didn't say anything for the rest of the ride.
The rehearsal went by fast. Trent left in the middle of it and so did Maynard. When we finished up Jeordie. He took me to some club in LA, we had a table with free drinks, because that's how Jeordie got his shit. "What is this place?" I asked and he smiled. "I DJ here once in a while, wanna dance?" He asked and I nodded quickly finishing my vodka and orange juice. It was at around 1 am and I was super drunk, everything Jeordie said made me laugh hysterically. The while night we just danced together and made fun of people that were trying too hard. "Shit! I promised Trent I'd give him the set list... I'm gonna stop by at his place, wanna come?" Jeordie drunkenly mumbled and I nodded my head, jumping into a cab quickly. "Jeordie I could've had half of the lighting done by now, what the fuck?" that was the first thing Trent said to Jeordie when we walked in to his house. He was in his boxers and no shirt, instantly attracting my eyes. "Trent! Don't yell at him, not his fault." I said petting Jeordie's head who only nodded. "How drunk is she?" Trent ignored me and asked Jeordie. "Pretty fucking drunk" Jeordie said still smiling. "You guys can crash at my place if you want, Violet is not home, I have extra rooms." Trent said as he walked over to the fridge grabbing a water and then walking over to me and hanging me one. "No thanks, I'm gonna head home...what about you, Max?" Jeordie asked, he was sobering up. "Um, I don't know. I'm indifferent, you decide for me" I mumbled and poured the water down my throat, hoping I'd sober up before I go to sleep. "You look like you're about to pass out, just stay here. I nodded and gave Jeordie a hug as he headed out. "How was your date?" he asked walking towards the back where the pool was, I followed him. "It was really fun actually. We danced the whole night." I was going to sit on the chair, but drunkenly decided to sit on the floor in front of Trent as he as on the beach chair. He gave me a look and smiled. "We should go for a swim, I need to sober up before I sleep." I said as I made myself stand up, still dizzy and very drunk. "You'll drown" Trent took my hand and got up "Bullshit" I said as I took my pants off and then my shirt. I forgot I wasn't wearing a bra, but it was too late now. "Whoa!" I heard Trent scream before I jumped in the pool, probably from the excitement and shock. I swam over where I could stand because it actually was difficult to swim while being drunk. I heard Trent jump in and within a few seconds he was next to me, still smiling. "I love swimming at night, that's when it's the most funnn" I said excitedly as I grabbed one of the long foam things and swam over to the middle, glad that the thing is keeping me up. "Jeordie's so fucking stupid for not taking you to his place, you're so drunk!" Trent said while swimming over. "Seriously, I haven't gotten laid in a while too. The foam thing slipped away and I panicked for a second, but Trent held me up with his hand and got it with the other one. "When was your last time? Maynard?" I nodded and he made a face. "When was yours?" I asked curiously and he grinned. "Baby, I get laid every day when Violet is here" I shook my head smiling "That's why you've been in such a shitty mood recently, Violet's been gone." I let out a laugh and he shook his head no. "It's alright, masturbation got me through the week just fine!" he was so proud of himself. "I'm gonna go get something to drink, want water?" he asked while getting out of the pool. I nodded and swam around the pool until he got back. He placed it by the pool and then went over to sit on his beach chair. I got out and grabbed it, walking over to him to see that he was eating an ice cream sandwich. "Can I have a bite?" I asked, the smirk was still on his face. It was obvious he was checking my tits out. "Maybe" he replied and lifted his hand up for me to get a bite. As my face got close to it he would keep on pulling it away from me and teasing. "Stop! It's starting to melt" I yelled and grabbed on this hand, taking a bite and falling on top of him. He was laughing hysterically and I just glared at him and made myself comfortable on top of him, taking another bite before he finished it. A bit dripped on his stomach and I put it in his mouth quickly. He licked me finger and smiled. "You made a mess" he said looking at his stomach. "Fine, I'll clean it up!" I said and lowered my mouth to lick it off. "Max..." Trent moaned and tried to cover it up. "I don't think it's a good idea for you to sit on top of me" he put his hands on my waist and looked at me nervously. "Oh I'm sorry, am I turning you on or something?" I asked still sitting on him. He let out a shocked laugh. "Hmm, what do you think?" he said in his smart-ass voice. "Well, I'll be honest, you definitely are turning me on with this body" I smiled as I ran my hand over his shaped stomach. "You're just drunk Maxinne" he said and rain his hands from my waist then up and down my back, forming goose-bumps on my body and my nipples to get hard. "I know. I'm drunk and I never remember things the next morning. It's perfect." I said lowering my hand and stroking him. He quickly grabbed my hand away, he was already getting hard. "We're not doing this Maxinne..." He said seriously. "Come on Trent, it obviously shows that you want it as much as I do!" I laughed and grabbed his other hand and placed it on my breast. He lightly moved his finger over my nipple and parted his mouth. He was breathing heavily, trying to shift himself in the chair. He just sat there still so I leaned over and bit his lip lightly before kissing him. To my surprise he stuck his tongue in my mouth first. He kept on touching my breasts, moving from one to another and moaning. His other hand was behind my neck, pushing me in to make the kiss deeper. I pushed my body closer to him so I could feel him, as I placed my hands on his face. He was an amazing kisser, I wasn't expecting him to be this good. He pulled away and lowered his mouth to one of my breasts, biting and sucking on my nipple. He kept on giving out these sexy moans so I lowered my hand underneath his boxers and pulled him out, running my hand along his hard penis. He closed his eyes and laid his head back from the pleasure. Out of nowhere he stood up, lifting me up and placing me on the floor. He pulled his boxers up and went over to my shirt, giving it to me and then pulling me by the arm back inside. "Maxinne, I can't fucking do this! You can't just fucking walk in, take your shirt off and try to fuck me. It doesn't work like that, I have a girlfriend!" He yelled and I was shocked. I bit my lip and put my shirt and pants on, I looked down because I was afraid that I would start crying. I got way too emotional when I was drunk, only good thing was that half of the time I didn't remember it the next morning. "The blanket and everything is on the couch, good night" he said lightly and then walked up the stairs. I walked over to the couch and threw myself on it, already feeling like shit. I took my phone out and texted Maynard, asking him if he could pick me up from near by.
Trent's Pov
It was unfair both to me and Violet. Just because she's drunk is no excuse for her to throw herself at me like that. She's been a fucking tease since day 1 and it's been difficult for me to think clearly near her. I needed to figure out what I felt for her. It might all be physical attraction and nothing else. After I took care of the hard-on she gave me I laid wide awake thinking everything over. After about half an hour I heard a door lightly close. I got up and looked out my window to see her walking away. God, now I felt like shit. After a while I called Maynard to see if he was picking her up. "Are you with Max?" "I'm about to be. She called me crying and beginning not to call you, what the hell happened?" Maynard sounded concerned and I sighed. "We got into a big argument about something. Just make sure she gets home okay." I responded sighing from frustration. "Was she drunk?" he asked "Yeah, Jeordie brought her here wasted, she should be sobering up though, I gave her water. Alright I'll talk to you later" I said and hung up. Now things could never go back to how they used to be.
The rehearsal went by fast. Trent left in the middle of it and so did Maynard. When we finished up Jeordie. He took me to some club in LA, we had a table with free drinks, because that's how Jeordie got his shit. "What is this place?" I asked and he smiled. "I DJ here once in a while, wanna dance?" He asked and I nodded quickly finishing my vodka and orange juice. It was at around 1 am and I was super drunk, everything Jeordie said made me laugh hysterically. The while night we just danced together and made fun of people that were trying too hard. "Shit! I promised Trent I'd give him the set list... I'm gonna stop by at his place, wanna come?" Jeordie drunkenly mumbled and I nodded my head, jumping into a cab quickly. "Jeordie I could've had half of the lighting done by now, what the fuck?" that was the first thing Trent said to Jeordie when we walked in to his house. He was in his boxers and no shirt, instantly attracting my eyes. "Trent! Don't yell at him, not his fault." I said petting Jeordie's head who only nodded. "How drunk is she?" Trent ignored me and asked Jeordie. "Pretty fucking drunk" Jeordie said still smiling. "You guys can crash at my place if you want, Violet is not home, I have extra rooms." Trent said as he walked over to the fridge grabbing a water and then walking over to me and hanging me one. "No thanks, I'm gonna head home...what about you, Max?" Jeordie asked, he was sobering up. "Um, I don't know. I'm indifferent, you decide for me" I mumbled and poured the water down my throat, hoping I'd sober up before I go to sleep. "You look like you're about to pass out, just stay here. I nodded and gave Jeordie a hug as he headed out. "How was your date?" he asked walking towards the back where the pool was, I followed him. "It was really fun actually. We danced the whole night." I was going to sit on the chair, but drunkenly decided to sit on the floor in front of Trent as he as on the beach chair. He gave me a look and smiled. "We should go for a swim, I need to sober up before I sleep." I said as I made myself stand up, still dizzy and very drunk. "You'll drown" Trent took my hand and got up "Bullshit" I said as I took my pants off and then my shirt. I forgot I wasn't wearing a bra, but it was too late now. "Whoa!" I heard Trent scream before I jumped in the pool, probably from the excitement and shock. I swam over where I could stand because it actually was difficult to swim while being drunk. I heard Trent jump in and within a few seconds he was next to me, still smiling. "I love swimming at night, that's when it's the most funnn" I said excitedly as I grabbed one of the long foam things and swam over to the middle, glad that the thing is keeping me up. "Jeordie's so fucking stupid for not taking you to his place, you're so drunk!" Trent said while swimming over. "Seriously, I haven't gotten laid in a while too. The foam thing slipped away and I panicked for a second, but Trent held me up with his hand and got it with the other one. "When was your last time? Maynard?" I nodded and he made a face. "When was yours?" I asked curiously and he grinned. "Baby, I get laid every day when Violet is here" I shook my head smiling "That's why you've been in such a shitty mood recently, Violet's been gone." I let out a laugh and he shook his head no. "It's alright, masturbation got me through the week just fine!" he was so proud of himself. "I'm gonna go get something to drink, want water?" he asked while getting out of the pool. I nodded and swam around the pool until he got back. He placed it by the pool and then went over to sit on his beach chair. I got out and grabbed it, walking over to him to see that he was eating an ice cream sandwich. "Can I have a bite?" I asked, the smirk was still on his face. It was obvious he was checking my tits out. "Maybe" he replied and lifted his hand up for me to get a bite. As my face got close to it he would keep on pulling it away from me and teasing. "Stop! It's starting to melt" I yelled and grabbed on this hand, taking a bite and falling on top of him. He was laughing hysterically and I just glared at him and made myself comfortable on top of him, taking another bite before he finished it. A bit dripped on his stomach and I put it in his mouth quickly. He licked me finger and smiled. "You made a mess" he said looking at his stomach. "Fine, I'll clean it up!" I said and lowered my mouth to lick it off. "Max..." Trent moaned and tried to cover it up. "I don't think it's a good idea for you to sit on top of me" he put his hands on my waist and looked at me nervously. "Oh I'm sorry, am I turning you on or something?" I asked still sitting on him. He let out a shocked laugh. "Hmm, what do you think?" he said in his smart-ass voice. "Well, I'll be honest, you definitely are turning me on with this body" I smiled as I ran my hand over his shaped stomach. "You're just drunk Maxinne" he said and rain his hands from my waist then up and down my back, forming goose-bumps on my body and my nipples to get hard. "I know. I'm drunk and I never remember things the next morning. It's perfect." I said lowering my hand and stroking him. He quickly grabbed my hand away, he was already getting hard. "We're not doing this Maxinne..." He said seriously. "Come on Trent, it obviously shows that you want it as much as I do!" I laughed and grabbed his other hand and placed it on my breast. He lightly moved his finger over my nipple and parted his mouth. He was breathing heavily, trying to shift himself in the chair. He just sat there still so I leaned over and bit his lip lightly before kissing him. To my surprise he stuck his tongue in my mouth first. He kept on touching my breasts, moving from one to another and moaning. His other hand was behind my neck, pushing me in to make the kiss deeper. I pushed my body closer to him so I could feel him, as I placed my hands on his face. He was an amazing kisser, I wasn't expecting him to be this good. He pulled away and lowered his mouth to one of my breasts, biting and sucking on my nipple. He kept on giving out these sexy moans so I lowered my hand underneath his boxers and pulled him out, running my hand along his hard penis. He closed his eyes and laid his head back from the pleasure. Out of nowhere he stood up, lifting me up and placing me on the floor. He pulled his boxers up and went over to my shirt, giving it to me and then pulling me by the arm back inside. "Maxinne, I can't fucking do this! You can't just fucking walk in, take your shirt off and try to fuck me. It doesn't work like that, I have a girlfriend!" He yelled and I was shocked. I bit my lip and put my shirt and pants on, I looked down because I was afraid that I would start crying. I got way too emotional when I was drunk, only good thing was that half of the time I didn't remember it the next morning. "The blanket and everything is on the couch, good night" he said lightly and then walked up the stairs. I walked over to the couch and threw myself on it, already feeling like shit. I took my phone out and texted Maynard, asking him if he could pick me up from near by.
Trent's Pov
It was unfair both to me and Violet. Just because she's drunk is no excuse for her to throw herself at me like that. She's been a fucking tease since day 1 and it's been difficult for me to think clearly near her. I needed to figure out what I felt for her. It might all be physical attraction and nothing else. After I took care of the hard-on she gave me I laid wide awake thinking everything over. After about half an hour I heard a door lightly close. I got up and looked out my window to see her walking away. God, now I felt like shit. After a while I called Maynard to see if he was picking her up. "Are you with Max?" "I'm about to be. She called me crying and beginning not to call you, what the hell happened?" Maynard sounded concerned and I sighed. "We got into a big argument about something. Just make sure she gets home okay." I responded sighing from frustration. "Was she drunk?" he asked "Yeah, Jeordie brought her here wasted, she should be sobering up though, I gave her water. Alright I'll talk to you later" I said and hung up. Now things could never go back to how they used to be.
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