January 13th, 2005
Ray had to admit. He was pretty damn happy. Why shouldn't he be? He had a gorgeous girlfriend and a baby on the way. For once things were looking up for Ray. Oh he couldn't forget he was a member of a hot band.
Goatsucker was getting gigs left and right. Ray had to be careful when he scheduled things to not schedule things during work. He didn't want to get burnt out. Tonight he had a big gig at the Flying Rat. Ray was slightly nervous, especially because it was Abby's first time seeing him play live.
"You need more eyeliner." Abby said sharpening her pencil slightly. He leaned over, "Don't move." Abby slowly traced his eyes in her eyeliner. She knew it'd look hot from stage.
"How's my hair?" He asked. Abby ran her hand through it and gave it a spritiz of hair spray.
"Perfect." She said.
"Are you sure?" Ray asked.
"Trust me. You're perfect." Abby said sitting on a couch that was near the back entrance. She knew why Ray was nervous. There were a lot of people out there and one of them could be a talent agent. They could get signed, get a record deal, fly to Hollywood, make a video, win a Grammy, and become millionaires. Okay, it was a long shot but it didn't hurt fantasizing about it.
"You're going to be out there listening right?" Ray asked. Abby chuckled with a slight nod.
"I wouldn't miss this for the world." She said. Abby listened to the song he wrote for her every chance she got. It was going to be nice seeing him play life. "What's your set list?" Ray pulled out a piece of paper and showed it to Abby. Her eyes widened, "Your playing Abigail? Why? That's my song." Ray chuckled.
"The guys heard it and loved it." He said, "It's a little faster pace than you're used to but it still rocks. Is it okay?" Abby nodded.
"You wrote it." She said. Ray sighed deeply.
"I'll take it off if it makes you feel uncomfortable, Sweetheart." He said. Abby shook her head as a smile returned to her face.
"No. Keep it. Maybe another Abigail will think you're talking about her and get a lot of groupies." She said, "But remember you have only one Abigail."
"Always." He kissed her cheek as Mike came in.
"Are you ready?" He asked. Ray took in a deep breath and nodded.
"Hell yeah." He grinned. Abby stood up and headed for the door.
"I'll be by the bar and kick anyone who blows smoke in my face." She said.
"I'll be watching you." Ray winked as Abby walked out. She couldn't wait until they started to play. She walked up to the bar and sat down.
"Could I have a ginger ale with very little ice?" She asked the bartender. He nodded and went to get her drink. The MC stepped onto stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen. Boils and ghouls, the flying rat is privileged to have here tonight Goatsucker." He said. Everyone cheered including Abby. She cheered even louder as they stepped onto stage.
"Here you go." The bartender handed her her soda.
"Thank you." Abby smiled sipping it. She was a little queasy tonight. Maybe this would help.
"How you doing tonight?" Mark yelled into the mic. Everyone cheered. Abby watched Ray put the strap around his neck and take a deep breath. "We're Goatsucker. Get ready to party!"
"Dorks." Abby said under her breath as the band began to play. This was her type of music. Fast, loud, and a lot of kick ass guitar. It was so attractive to see Ray up there on stage. She knew fully understood why groupies did the things that they did. One song after another, Goatsucker was bringing the house down.
"This next song is dedicated to a lovely lady in the audience tonight." Mike said. Oh god, Abby thought. Her face turned bright red as she looked up at Ray as the familiar riff began...although quicker.
"Treat me! Treat me!" Ray yelled into the microphone. "I have a pain in me that you must fix. Treat me! Treat me! Oh Abigail, I love you so. Treat us well and nothing else may fail. Treat me!" Abby couldn't help but feeling embarrassed. This song was hers. As the lyrics went on, it got deeper about their relationship. The entire time Ray was on stage, he was staring at her. There was something so powerful about it.
"Hello there." A man sat next to Abby, "Can I buy you a drink?"
"No thank you." She chuckled.
"My name is Charles." He extended his hand.
"Abigail." She purposely said her full name so maybe the guy would realize the Abigail song was being sung for her.
"it's a pleasure to meet you, Abigail." Charles smiled, "Are you sure I cannot buy you a drink?"
"I havent finished what I have here, but thank you." Abby smiled pleasantly at the man.
"Do you come here a lot?" He asked. Abby shook her head.
"This is my first time here." She said.
"Mine too." Charles smiled, "The band is pretty good." Abby chuckled with a slight nod.
"They're the best." She said looking up at Ray. He was staring at Charles. He didn't look too happy.
"It's not my type of music but I can appreciate it." Charles said, "Do you like it here?" Abby nodded.
"It's nice." She said.
"What do you do for a living?" Charles asked. Abby smiled at him. God, he was getting annoying.
"I'm a doctor in the emergency room." She said. Man, it felt nice saying that.
"Wow a doctor. That's really great." Charles said, "I'm an accountant."
"Sounds...fun." Abby smiled politely.
"Don't humour me." Charles chuckled as the band stopped playing. It was break time before their next set. "It's really boring but it pays my bills."
"Well, that's good at least." Abby glanced over at Ray. He jumped off of the stage and was walking towards them.
"I suspect you have a lot of student loans you need to pay off." Charles said.
"not many." Abby said as Ray stepped in between them.
"Excuse me, I was talking to this lady." Charles said looking around Ray.
"I think the conversation is over." Ray said. Abby groaned loudly.
"Come off it, Ray." Abby said, "We were just talking. He wasn't sticking his tongue down my throat."
"Leave the lady alone." Charles said, "She obviously doesn't want to talk to you." He stood up and got in Ray's face.
"You better sit back down." Ray said. Abby covered her eyes in embarrassment. She couldn't believe this was really happening.
"Or what?" Charles asked. Ray growled and pushed Charles hard. The man stumbled back into some people. "You bastard." Charles charged after Ray.
"This is fucking ridiculous." Abby grabbed her jacket and purse. Ray threw back his fist and punched Charles. Abby rushed out of the bar. She couldn't believe this. Ray was getting into a bar fight all because she was talking to a man. She didn't need that kind of shit in her life right now.
"Get off of me!" Charles yelled as Ray pinned him to the floor.
"Abby is my girlfriend and she's pregnant! She doesn't need you or any other scumbag in this joint hitting on her!" Ray growled and Mark and Trevor pulled him off of the guy.
"Man, calm down." Trevor said.
"prick." Ray growled looking back at the bar. Abby wasn't there. "Where's Abby?"
"She left and I don't blame her." Mark said.
"Shit." Ray took running out of the club, "Abby!!" He saw her on the corner flagging down a taxi. "Abby, wait."
"Leave me alone." She snapped. "Taxi!"
"Come on, Stay." He said.
"No! you frigging embarrassed me in there." Abby yelled, "What the hell was that? Are you going to beat up every guy who talks to me? What if Morris asks me a question? Will you punch him in the face?"
"Everyone wants to punch him in the face." Ray smirked.
"This isn't funny, Ray." Abby said.
"I was jealous okay?" He asked.
"No! It's not okay. He was just talking to me. That's all." Abby said, "You need to control your anger and your jealousy before we go any further. What happened in there is unacceptable. I am not your possession. I am free to talk to any other person on this planet that I wish to. Just because I'm carrying your child and may be your girlfriend...that doesn't give you the right to act like an ape."
"Abby, look I'm sorry." Ray said.
"Go finish your set, Ray. I'll see you at work tomorrow." Abby said.
"I'm not letting you leave pissed off at me." Ray said.
"I would just close your mouth right there, Ray." Abby looked at him, "You're going to say something that will piss me off even more. Just go, Ray." Abby flagged down a taxi and it pulled up next to her.
"I love you, Abby." Ray said. Abby turned and looked at him.
"I know you do." She said with a sigh "I love you too, but what happened in there...You need to sort out your priorities, Ray, before we get into this relationship any further. I cannot be with a man who uses violence to solve stupid little problems. This isn't the first time. Don't forget what happened to your eyebrow the other week."
"Abby, I'm so sorry." Ray said. His heart felt like it was going to fly from his chest.
"Me too." She sighed as she climbed into the taxi. Ray watched as the taxi rode off. He felt like a complete asshole. He shouldn't have let his jealousy over take him like that. He knew he had overreacted. He was just trying to protect what was his. He didn't want Abby to get hurt, but it turns out she did regardless of what he did.
