IF YOU DON'T KNOW...
Jeff could see everything from his position behind the DJ equipment raised above everyone else. It was a sort of podium booth just high enough for people to have to raise their heads to have to see his colourful face. He could see all the customers move like millions of coloured ribbons awash with noise that rocked the room. That was the reason he stayed in the job, he could see his music moving people before his eyes. Lita and Matt bugged him a lot about being late and producing sometimes sloppy sets but they were minor problems in his eyes. Time didn't matter to him; it was just something that constricted people. When he was working on something explosive, he had to finish it no matter what the time was. You couldn't reproduce the emotions you felt when you wrote or painted or sculpted, you had to finish it right there.
He could see Lita and Matt working like lightning behind the bar, the bright lights patterning their black clothing and highlighting their laughter. Chris was wandering away towards someone or something in the distance and Jeff could pick out D-Von striding towards the doors and Billy and Torrie curled close together on one stool at the bar. Then he saw Edge, cloaked in his dark desperate mood, his intense gaze lasering Chris. Jeff knew, hell everyone but Chris knew, how Edge felt about Chris. It had been a defining characteristic of his personality for a while now. Edge claimed that he didn't know Chris felt about men. Jeff could tell just by looking at Chris. It was a skill he had since he enjoyed the company of both men and women. Matt said that Jeff was being indecisive and remained that way because he couldn't be bothered to chose, Jeff retorted that he had the best of both worlds being bisexual. He could see through Chris easily, it was a pity Edge couldn't. Jeff smiled to himself as he fluidly swapped records. It was information Edge had to find out for himself
"Edgster! Long time no see!"
Edge felt his heart jump about a mile as Chris soared into his view. Hurriedly he stuffed the feeling back down his throat. He had to tell him tonight, otherwise he was going to explode or Christian was going to kill him. His brother had told him he was sick of the moaning and said he should just say something, then he'd know the answer. It was easy for Christian to say that, he had no problem snagging the man he wanted. He and Jeff weren't exactly steady; erratic was more the word to use since they constantly took breaks to get some space from the intensity though they always came back together. He had a sneaking suspicion that both Christian and Jeff had a bet going to see how long it took him to say something. He'd talk to his brother about that later when he turned up. He and Jeff were currently in an 'on period'.
"Yeah, been working too hard I guess" he managed light heartedly as Chris leaned over the bar to talk to him
He could see Lita watching them intently and Matt pulling her around, challenging her gaze. He tried not to smile as he saw Matt talking to her fiercely, gesturing towards him and Chris. He knew how much Lita felt Edge should think carefully, that maybe Chris wasn't gay and that Edge should just wait but he also knew that Lita wanted him to be happy, she cared about his feelings. Quickly he ripped his gaze away from the couple and onto the Chris who was studying his face.
"Been busy in here?" he asked before cringing
Stupid question moron he chastised himself. Of course it is, it always is
"Pretty much, the ladies can't stay away from me" joked Chris
Edge tried not to scowl. Did Chris like the female attention? He couldn't tell. He knew that Chris acted the part of the arrogant rock star to get people to buy more drinks but was he a real ladies man away from the bar? Edge wasn't sure. He studied Chris as he looked around the bar. God he was hot, so hot that Edge had thought about no one else for a long time. Chris had no idea how important he was to Edge.
"Dance with me Billy" pleased Torrie, clutching her husband's nearest arm
"If I say no, you're going to drag me out anyway aren't you?" he guessed
Torrie nodded as she pulled him in laughing. She danced for a living but dancing with Billy was a whole different matter. It was for pleasure, she loved to dance with him because she felt so close to him and it made her so happy. No matter how much he complained, she knew that he enjoyed it too. He always said so when they got back home anyhow.
"Where's Stacy?" called Lita as she flipped a bottle over
"Umm I think I just saw Scotty walk in so it's pretty safe to say we'll see her soon" Matt replied
Scott was Stacy's boyfriend; he adored her and looked after her well. When she wasn't bossing Torrie around as a dance instructor as dance was the one thing that gave her confidence, she was frightening fragile inside. She'd been ruined by a past relationship with someone very possessive and still was deeply affected by it. Lita had found this out when she found Stacy, apart from Matt no one else at the bar knew. Scott treated her beautifully and kept her safe.
Sure enough Stacy was heading towards the bar with Scott in tow. She looked so happy to be with him. It had taken a while for them to find each other, Stacy needed a protector and Scott was more than made for that role. He was shorter and muscular with very short bleached hair and black shades, dressed all in black. He worked as a bodyguard for some State senator. He never said who, saying it there was a privacy policy binding him.
"Usuals guys?" called Lita as she worked
"Thanks Lita" Stacy said cheerfully, plunking herself down on a stool. She looked so relaxed with Scott, as though she put all her trust in him to make things right
"How's it going?" asked Scott, slapping hands with Matt over the bar "pretty packed tonight"
"Yeah been working overtime" Matt replied
"Where's Chris? Shouldn't his lazy ass be helping you?"
"Ah, Edge arrived; he's going to tell Chris tonight?"
"Really? That is so sweet" sighed Stacy "I really hope it works out for them"
Lita looked over to where the two were talking. She really hoped so too. She watched worriedly as abruptly Chris got up and walked back over to them. Had Edge said something already?
"Need help here guys?" he asked
There was something in his eyes Lita couldn't recognise. It was pain swamped with something unreadable. She tried to read it but failed. Shaking herself out of her daze, she smiled at him
"We're ok right now Chris, you can keep on talking to Edge"
"I think we've caught up" he said a peculiar note in his voice
Lita frowned. This was going nowhere. Maybe they did need a nudge. When she opened her mouth to speak, Matt's hand clamped firmly over it from behind and his voice hissed in her ear
"No Li! It's not your place to say anything!"
Chris looked at them strangely. For a while he'd been getting this feeling. He felt like people knew something he didn't, that they were waiting for him to join them. The way they looked at him and smiled, like they had a delicious secret hid from him and were waiting for him to discover it. It pissed him off
"What the hell is going on here?" he demanded
Stacy just smiled and turned back to Scott who handed her a drink, his expression unreadable behind his shades though his mouth twitched with a smile. Matt shook his head and went back to work. Only Lita gave him an answer
"If you don't know, then it isn't our place to say Chris"
"What does that mean Li?" he asked in frustration
But Matt pulled her away, flinging a bottle in her direction that caught in the brilliant blue-white light and sparkled in the darkness.
Jeff could see everything from his position behind the DJ equipment raised above everyone else. It was a sort of podium booth just high enough for people to have to raise their heads to have to see his colourful face. He could see all the customers move like millions of coloured ribbons awash with noise that rocked the room. That was the reason he stayed in the job, he could see his music moving people before his eyes. Lita and Matt bugged him a lot about being late and producing sometimes sloppy sets but they were minor problems in his eyes. Time didn't matter to him; it was just something that constricted people. When he was working on something explosive, he had to finish it no matter what the time was. You couldn't reproduce the emotions you felt when you wrote or painted or sculpted, you had to finish it right there.
He could see Lita and Matt working like lightning behind the bar, the bright lights patterning their black clothing and highlighting their laughter. Chris was wandering away towards someone or something in the distance and Jeff could pick out D-Von striding towards the doors and Billy and Torrie curled close together on one stool at the bar. Then he saw Edge, cloaked in his dark desperate mood, his intense gaze lasering Chris. Jeff knew, hell everyone but Chris knew, how Edge felt about Chris. It had been a defining characteristic of his personality for a while now. Edge claimed that he didn't know Chris felt about men. Jeff could tell just by looking at Chris. It was a skill he had since he enjoyed the company of both men and women. Matt said that Jeff was being indecisive and remained that way because he couldn't be bothered to chose, Jeff retorted that he had the best of both worlds being bisexual. He could see through Chris easily, it was a pity Edge couldn't. Jeff smiled to himself as he fluidly swapped records. It was information Edge had to find out for himself
"Edgster! Long time no see!"
Edge felt his heart jump about a mile as Chris soared into his view. Hurriedly he stuffed the feeling back down his throat. He had to tell him tonight, otherwise he was going to explode or Christian was going to kill him. His brother had told him he was sick of the moaning and said he should just say something, then he'd know the answer. It was easy for Christian to say that, he had no problem snagging the man he wanted. He and Jeff weren't exactly steady; erratic was more the word to use since they constantly took breaks to get some space from the intensity though they always came back together. He had a sneaking suspicion that both Christian and Jeff had a bet going to see how long it took him to say something. He'd talk to his brother about that later when he turned up. He and Jeff were currently in an 'on period'.
"Yeah, been working too hard I guess" he managed light heartedly as Chris leaned over the bar to talk to him
He could see Lita watching them intently and Matt pulling her around, challenging her gaze. He tried not to smile as he saw Matt talking to her fiercely, gesturing towards him and Chris. He knew how much Lita felt Edge should think carefully, that maybe Chris wasn't gay and that Edge should just wait but he also knew that Lita wanted him to be happy, she cared about his feelings. Quickly he ripped his gaze away from the couple and onto the Chris who was studying his face.
"Been busy in here?" he asked before cringing
Stupid question moron he chastised himself. Of course it is, it always is
"Pretty much, the ladies can't stay away from me" joked Chris
Edge tried not to scowl. Did Chris like the female attention? He couldn't tell. He knew that Chris acted the part of the arrogant rock star to get people to buy more drinks but was he a real ladies man away from the bar? Edge wasn't sure. He studied Chris as he looked around the bar. God he was hot, so hot that Edge had thought about no one else for a long time. Chris had no idea how important he was to Edge.
"Dance with me Billy" pleased Torrie, clutching her husband's nearest arm
"If I say no, you're going to drag me out anyway aren't you?" he guessed
Torrie nodded as she pulled him in laughing. She danced for a living but dancing with Billy was a whole different matter. It was for pleasure, she loved to dance with him because she felt so close to him and it made her so happy. No matter how much he complained, she knew that he enjoyed it too. He always said so when they got back home anyhow.
"Where's Stacy?" called Lita as she flipped a bottle over
"Umm I think I just saw Scotty walk in so it's pretty safe to say we'll see her soon" Matt replied
Scott was Stacy's boyfriend; he adored her and looked after her well. When she wasn't bossing Torrie around as a dance instructor as dance was the one thing that gave her confidence, she was frightening fragile inside. She'd been ruined by a past relationship with someone very possessive and still was deeply affected by it. Lita had found this out when she found Stacy, apart from Matt no one else at the bar knew. Scott treated her beautifully and kept her safe.
Sure enough Stacy was heading towards the bar with Scott in tow. She looked so happy to be with him. It had taken a while for them to find each other, Stacy needed a protector and Scott was more than made for that role. He was shorter and muscular with very short bleached hair and black shades, dressed all in black. He worked as a bodyguard for some State senator. He never said who, saying it there was a privacy policy binding him.
"Usuals guys?" called Lita as she worked
"Thanks Lita" Stacy said cheerfully, plunking herself down on a stool. She looked so relaxed with Scott, as though she put all her trust in him to make things right
"How's it going?" asked Scott, slapping hands with Matt over the bar "pretty packed tonight"
"Yeah been working overtime" Matt replied
"Where's Chris? Shouldn't his lazy ass be helping you?"
"Ah, Edge arrived; he's going to tell Chris tonight?"
"Really? That is so sweet" sighed Stacy "I really hope it works out for them"
Lita looked over to where the two were talking. She really hoped so too. She watched worriedly as abruptly Chris got up and walked back over to them. Had Edge said something already?
"Need help here guys?" he asked
There was something in his eyes Lita couldn't recognise. It was pain swamped with something unreadable. She tried to read it but failed. Shaking herself out of her daze, she smiled at him
"We're ok right now Chris, you can keep on talking to Edge"
"I think we've caught up" he said a peculiar note in his voice
Lita frowned. This was going nowhere. Maybe they did need a nudge. When she opened her mouth to speak, Matt's hand clamped firmly over it from behind and his voice hissed in her ear
"No Li! It's not your place to say anything!"
Chris looked at them strangely. For a while he'd been getting this feeling. He felt like people knew something he didn't, that they were waiting for him to join them. The way they looked at him and smiled, like they had a delicious secret hid from him and were waiting for him to discover it. It pissed him off
"What the hell is going on here?" he demanded
Stacy just smiled and turned back to Scott who handed her a drink, his expression unreadable behind his shades though his mouth twitched with a smile. Matt shook his head and went back to work. Only Lita gave him an answer
"If you don't know, then it isn't our place to say Chris"
"What does that mean Li?" he asked in frustration
But Matt pulled her away, flinging a bottle in her direction that caught in the brilliant blue-white light and sparkled in the darkness.