My Rock #6 by Alycia Taylor

MY
ROCK #6
    THE
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    By
Alycia Taylor
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    CHAPTER
ONE
    TRISTAN
    It had been three months since I’d won Fresh Voices . I was so wasted when I
first went on the show that I’d missed the small part about not getting the
cash until I finished the tour a year later—which meant one year without making
any money. I couldn’t play the bars because I was under contract. For three
months, I’d basically been sponging off of Elly. She hadn’t questioned why I hadn’t
offered her any money for rent or any of the other bills. I got lucky when I
stumbled up on her in that bar…in a lot of ways. I didn’t like taking advantage
of her, but figured when I did get the money, I’d pay her back.
    Other than worrying about that, things were going
great. I’d never really had a girlfriend. I always thought it would suck to go
to bed and wake up with the same old piece of ass every day. It was not that
way with Elly, though. Even after all those months, she still gave me hard on
every time I looked at her.
    She had her own life and her own things going on,
too, so it wasn’t like she was one of those girls who thought we had to spend
every waking hour together. Susie had gotten used to me being there, I think.
Elly let me sleep in her bed as long as I promised we’d keep the sex noise
level down. I’m not sure why she made me promise that though; she was the
screamer. Sometimes I was just too much man for her to keep quiet about.
    Elly had gone to every one of my aftercare
appointments with me, and being with her keeps me out of trouble. I knew if I
was alone I’d get bored and go out looking for a piece of ass. That would
inevitably lead me to a bar or a club, and before you knew it, I’d be wasted
again. I didn’t want to be strung out when I got that million dollars and started
recording. I didn’t want this opportunity to go up in smoke or up my nose. I didn’t
want to have to trust someone else to handle my money again because I was too
strung out to do it myself. I didn’t ever want to go back to where I was. I had
worked too hard to pull myself up out of that gutter. I guess I was still there
in a way, financially, but I could at least stay focused knowing that was going
to change soon.
    Those three months flew by. Between rehearsals and
all the aftercare appointments, I was busy all the time. When I wasn’t busy and
Elly was, I’d spend time at the beach, jogging or just walking along the
shoreline. The day before we were supposed to leave to go on tour, I was lying
on the bed watching Elly get dressed while I had all of these thoughts. We’d
been having sex all morning. I told Elly there were positions we hadn’t tried
yet and she hadn’t believed me, so I showed her several of them. She wouldn’t
doubt me again. She had on a pink tank top and a pair of pink boy shorts that
fit her round little ass just perfect. If we hadn’t just gone a couple of rounds,
I’d have been all over her again.
    “Should we go get the stuff from your apartment
before we go on tour?” she said as she shuffled through her closet looking for
something to wear. “You’ll at least need your clothes and stuff, right?”
    Fuck, just when things seemed to be going so well. Elly
still had no idea that I got kicked out of my apartment. I planned on telling
her at first, and then I didn’t, and the longer it went on, the more awkward it
got…so I just never did. I know I was being a chicken-shit but it wasn’t like
it really mattered right then, anyways. She had already said I could stay here.
    I sat up and said, “You need to