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A Rockstar's Heart

Novel By: IceBreaker

(FINISHED) Bethany Borges is a girl who falls for a rockstar. Then it turns out that he isn't as perfect as it seems. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Apr 9, 2012    Reads: 291    Comments: 10    Likes: 2   

Author's Note: Sorry its taking so long before the drama actually starts. I just want to make this novel longer than others and I don't want to start the drama right away.

Chapter 10: The Unknown

We went back stage after they were done performing. Lance was looking at something on the phone. Andy and Alicia were sitting on the couch talking. I was standing by the door looking at Logan who was on the other side of the room looking back at me.

"Hey, guys, why don't we give Logan and Beth some time alone?" Alicia asked getting up. Andy nodded as him and her headed towards the door. Lance followed them out of the room and then I closed the door after them.

"Logan I am so sorry I accused you. It was wrong of me to do that to you. I know you trust me. I trust you. I swear that I do. Because I love you and I don't want you to be mad at me." I felt tears swell in my eyes.

"I would never accuse you of something like that." He said as he slowly walked over to me.

"I know you wouldn't. I am so sorry Logan. I will nev…" His lips interrupted me. He backed me against the wall and kissed me hard. He lifted my skirt and rubbed my pussy through my panties. I moaned in his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck. His tongue rubbed against mine and he made the kiss deeper. I wanted him. I wanted him so bad.

He slowly pulled away and looked into my eyes. "I forgive you." He whispered. And then he kissed me while lying on top of me on top of the couch that was in the corner.

There was a knock on the door but we both ignored it as he slid my panties down to my ankles. He leaned down and his lips softly kissed my inner thighs and then the lips of my pussy. He began sucking my clit and I moaned his name. This always felt so fucking good. His lips slowly traveled up my stomach as he lifted my shirt up. "Please." I whispered. Logan looked into my eyes and smiled. He unbuttoned his black jeans. And slid them down and then his boxers. He looked down into my eyes as he slowly slid into me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he started to push in and out of me. He stares into my eyes and I see love in his green eyes. The way he looks at me shows me that he really does love me. I lean up and kiss him. He's deep inside me hitting my g-spot and it makes me moan loudly over and over every time he pushes in. We're both breathing hard as he fucks me faster. And because he's going faster, I know he's about to cum. And just the fact that he is about to cum makes me cum hard over his cock. "Logan! Fuck!" I cry out loudly and close my eyes.

I could feel his warm cum filling me and I heard him breathe my name and his lips were on mine. I was stuck for a second because of the amazing orgasm I just had. His lips moved over my unmoving lips but soon I was kissing him back. He breathed hard into my neck. There was another knock at the door but once again, it was ignored.

Me and Logan didn't talk. He just laid on top of me and I ran my fingers through his dark hair. I kept my eyes closed and just laid there enjoying the silky feel of his hair. I could smell it. It smelt good but I had no idea what it smelt like. I breathed it in and then thought it felt weird so I stopped.

"I love you." I heard Logan say. I smiled. "I love you too. So much." I replied. He lifted his head up and looked at me. "Are you just saying that because of the good sex?" He asked with a smirk on his face. I blushed and sat up on my elbows. "No. But that definitely has something to do with it." I said smiling at him. He fully smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "I thought so. I turned you into my own personal sex kitten."

"Is that a bad thing?" I asked.

"No. Not really." I replied. He leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. There was another knock on the door. "What is it?!" Logan shouted.

"Can we go now? Me and Andy want to get back to his house." Alicia said. I sighed. Logan slowly got off of me and stood up to fix his clothes. I pulled my panties back up and pulled my shirt and skirt back down.

"It's a school night. I should get you back home." Logan said grabbing his keys. I shook my head. "I want to stay with you tonight." I said. He smiled and nodded. "Alright. Call dad."

"What?" I asked.

He chuckled. "He's my dad too. I am basically his son-in-law."

"That's true. But I have a feeling that dad likes you better."

"The man can't even get my name right."

"That's how he shows his love for you."

"Uh-huh. And I'm assuming that you want me to call because you're too afraid of what he's going to say."

"Maybe." I answered.

He smiled. "Fine. I'll call but we'll need to go to your house and get you some clothes."

"Okay." I said.

I opened the door and walked into the hallway. Alicia and Andy were standing there. Andy was smoking a cigarette and he handed it to Alicia. "Since when do you smoke?" I asked.

"Since I saw how sexy I look when I do it. Andy was smoking the other day and I took it from him and tried it. He took pictures of me and posted them on Facebook. I looked hot."

I shook my head and looked at Logan who suddenly looked pissed off as he walked out. "What's wrong?" I asked as I placed my hand on his shoulder. He shrugged me off. "Catch a ride with Alicia and Andy. I have to go take care of something." He said. The look he had in his eyes was scaring me. "What is it?" I asked. He glared at me. "Just go with them. I'll see you tomorrow." He quickly walked out of the hallway and to the exit. He was just okay a few minutes ago. What the hell happened? I ran out after him. He slammed his car door shut as he got in. He glared at me as I ran to the window on his side. He rolled the window down.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"My dad. I'm going to see my dad. I'll be back." He started the car and quickly sped off.

I wanted to follow him. To see what was about to happen. I heard footsteps and turned to see Lance. He had a cigarette in his mouth. "Want a ride?" He asked. I smiled and nodded. "Thank you." Alicia walked out of the building with Andy. "Lance will drive me home." I said. She nodded and got into Andy's car.

I got into Lance's red Mercedes Benz. His car smelled like him. Fresh. That's the only way I could explain it. Lance got into the driver's side. He flicked the cigarette onto the ground before shutting his door. He started the car and drove off.

He kept the music down. It wasn't an awkward silence. I was used to it because me and Lance never say much to each other.

"You've changed." He commented. I looked over at him.

"What?" I asked.

"You've changed. Before you were this shy girl who blushes all the time. Now you seem more…..I don't know. Confident. More sure of yourself."

"I do?" I asked. I didn't notice. Maybe it was Logan that made me change without me or him noticing it. Or maybe it's the good sex.

"Yeah. You do. But I'm fine with it. I like this side of you."

"You do? I didn't think you liked me at all."

"I do like you, Bethany." He looked over at me and smiled. I found myself blushing but I didn't know why.

"Well I like you too, Lance. You seem kind of different from Andy and Logan. Like you're quiet and focused more on your guitar and writing than anything else."

"Well I am. Writing is just…….its my calling. Sorry if that sounds weird."

"No. It doesn't. I haven't found mine yet."

"You have a magnificent voice. You should try to get involved with the music industry."

"Stage fright." I said simply. Lance nodded.

"I had that too but got over it when my grandmother made me do some queer thanksgiving play."

I laughed. "That must have sucked for you."

"Oh it did. I threw up before I could say my first line."

I laughed again. Lance was pretty funny.

"After that play even though I should have been embarrassed, I wasn't. I thought it was funny. So every time I go onstage, that's what I think about and next thing I know, I'm out there just playing my guitar and listening to the crowd scream."

"Sounds like fun." I said. He smiled and nodded. We were quiet for a little bit.

"You know what I like about you the most?"

"What?" I asked.

"You seem like the type of girl that can go through anything. The kind of girl who can take any type of bullshit."

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"You're with Logan." He replied. Then he closed his eyes for a second as if he was berating himself in his mind.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Nevermind." He parked on the street in front of my house.

"No. Tell me what you mean." I said.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Beth." He said. I looked at him a second longer before opening the door and shutting it. He glanced at me before driving off.

I looked after him still curious in what he meant.

When I got in the house, my dad and mom were on the couch watching tv. Dad looked at me. "Where's Lorenzo?" He asked. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "His name is Logan for the last time dad and he's at home. We're not together twenty four seven."

"Could have fooled me." He said.

"No dad, we couldn't have." I said as I stomped up the stairs.

I went right to the phone and dialed Logan's number.

He didn't answer at first. So I called back again and he finally picked up the phone.

"Hello?" He asked groggily.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine. Just kind of…….I don't know."

"Where's your dad?"

"I…….I don't…..k-know."

"Have you been drinking?" I asked.

"mmmmmaybeeee." He answered. I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Why?" I asked.

"My dad…..I think he gets off from hitting me. It's like….I come home because the bastard finds some of his liquor bottles in my room. He gets mad and calls me before I get the chance to call your dad. I come home and tell him I'll get him some more bottles and he just hits me….Boom. Like I'm a fucking idiot. He punches me right in the nose and right in the eye. Now I think my nose i….is broken and my eye is half shut. And that's why I'm drinking. To keep myself from fucking him up."

"Why don't you just come over? I'll take care of you."

"No. No. That's not what I want, Bethany. What I want is to be alone. T…That's alllllll I want right noooow. So I'll pick you up from school tommmmorrow if I'm not hung over. Bye." He hung up before I could say another word.

What the hell was happening?


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