Page 68 of The Story of Us
“That’s just typical Mum though Bails, she only ever sees the good in everyone, she thinks we’re all as nice as her.”
He nods in agreement. “Exactly, that’s why you shouldn’t be so hard on her, she fucked up. We all do it at least once in our lives, most of us even more.”
“Yeah, I know, I’ll sort it between us, I promise.”
“Make sure you do, right, enjoy yourselves and behave, your pupils are already like saucers.” He narrows his eyes at me. “I’m watching you Georgia, no doing any of that shit in public, you never know who might be watching, especially as you’re practically famous now.” He kisses my hair and leaves, kisses Jims cheek and leaves.
“Shit George, your brothers are so fuckin’ good lookin’, even your Mum and Dad are still hot.”
“Eww, Ash.”
“Well it’s true and then look, your brothers marrying Jimmie and she’s gorgeous, you lot are gonna produce the next generation of beautiful people between ya’s.” Jimmie and I just shake our heads and laugh, Ashley’s buzzing. We call her machine gun lips when she’s on, because she talks so fast.
The VIP bar has its own dance floor overlooking the main dance floor, with the same music pumped in through a hidden sound system. Friday nights are always dance music nights and I can’t keep still, I love dancing, after so many years of not listening to music, I found that when I first started coming to clubs with Ash, that I just couldn’t stand still. I don’t know if it was because I was pretty sure I wouldn’t hear a Carnage song in a nightclub and I just relaxed enough to enjoy myself or maybe it was the drugs but I just had to dance and tonight it didn’t matter either way, in fact I would love to hear a Carnage song, just so that I could dance my arse off to it.
Ash, Jimmie and I headed down to the main dance floor as no one was dancing up in our section yet. We had arrived early so that Ash was there to greet her guests, but most wouldn’t arrive until after midnight, which is when we usually turned up. We dance for four or five songs and when we get sick of fighting off the unwanted attention of sweaty men, we head upstairs; as soon as we enter the bar. I know that Sean is there, I just feel it, feel him, it was like, long fingers of electricity reached out from him, toward me, even if they didn’t quite touch me. I could still feel the current, the pull and I think it worked in reverse for him, at least I hoped it did.
Ashley had warned all of her friends that the boys would be here tonight and she had asked them all not to ask for autographs and just treat them as normal blokes on a night out, which I should’ve realised to some women meant that they could chat them up as they would any other good looking blokes. I spotted Marley first; he was taller than Len now, who he was stood next to. Sean was right at the end and seemed to be receiving the most attention from Jill and Coral, Ashley’s two friends who had arrived in the limo with us, they were both dressed like cheap, nasty sluts and had not shut up about Sean and Marley all night. I had reminded them earlier that Sean was my boyfriend and they had given me an ‘of course he his sweetheart’ patronizing type of smile, why would they believe me? If all they ever read were the newspaper stories about him and Marley. Why would they believe he suddenly had a girlfriend? Why would anyone? Suddenly that old familiar rage I used to feel, back when the band were just starting out, started to burn inside me and I clenched my fists, Jimmie didn’t miss it, not for a second.
“George, no trouble.” I didn’t even look at her, I just walked over to where they all stood, Jill had her hand on Sean’s chest, so I grabbed it and bent it back as far as I dare, she yelped out in pain. “Get your fuckin’ hands off him.”
“Whoa, whoa, Georgia.” Lennon jumped in and pulled my hand from hers.
Sean just smiled at me. “Georgia baby, you are such a bad girl.”
His eyes are glassy and he stinks of whiskey and I love him so very, very much. Milo the bouncer from Spain steps out of thin air and escorts Jill and Coral away. Marley passes me a glass of champagne and says, “Little sister Georgia, what are we gonna do with you and that temper of yours?”
He shakes his head as if he’s telling me off. “We’re not gonna do anything with that temper of hers,” Sean says. “Because she makes me so fuckin horny when she gets all green eyed, I fuckin’ love it.”
Lennon and Marley both shake their heads. “You two are a fuckin’ nightmare.”
Len looks at me. “We just had to practically sit on him when he saw some bloke touch you on the dance floor.”
I smile up at him and wrap my arms around his neck. “Did they baby, did you get jealous?”
“Yes, I told you this morning I get jealous; I hate the thought of you even talking to other blokes, let alone them touching you.” I kiss him, hard on the mouth. “You look stunning G, fucking gorgeous.”
Before I can answer, Ashley calls out. “Oi George, you gonna do the honours or what babe?”
I smile at her bluntness. “Of course, sorry, how rude of me.”
She comes over and stands beside me, we link arms. “Ashley, this is my boyfriend Sean and this is my brother Marley, Lennon you already know and Jimmie is just Jimmie… Boys, I don’t know if you remember Ash from school, think you might have already left by the time she started, but anyway, this is my good friend, work colleague and birthday girl Ashley Parker.”
“Happy birthday Darlin’,” Sean says and gives her a kiss on the cheek.
“Wow, I mean thanks, thank you and thanks for coming. Love your work by the way, sorry, I know it’s your night off but just wanted to get that out there.”
Sean just smiles and says, “Not a problem and thanks for the invite.”
But Ashley is no longer listening, she’s looking at Marley and Marley is looking at Ash, with his mouth almost hanging open to the floor. Sean uses the back of his hand under Marley’s bottom jaw and closes it.
Marl’s eyes wander over to me and he swallows, then says to Ash, “Happy birthday Ashley, you’re beautiful.”
“Okaaay,” Jimmie says and grabs my arm, I in turn grab Sean’s and we all turn in the opposite direction and leave the love/lust struck couple to chat. Sean and I stand and talk with Jimmie and Lennon and the continuous flow of people that come over and talk to us. There are a few people from school there, some Sean remembers, some he doesn’t but they all remember him and Marley, who is still at the end of the bar drooling over Ash.
After about an hour, Sean grabs my hand and says into my ear, “Come and dance with me.” He pulls me to the dance floor, where one of my favourite songs is playing, Soul 11 Soul’s ‘Back to life’.
Sean and I have only ever slow danced together, this song is too fast for a slow dance but too slow for a fast dance, but we manage. Sean pulls my back into his chest and I grind into him, he holds me against him by splaying his hand over my belly, with his other hand, he moves my hair off of my neck and scrapes his teeth over my bare shoulder, all the way to my nape. I lift my arm and curl it backward around his neck as I grab at his hair and grind my arse right into his rock hard cock.
