Sweet Misery


Lita wore a soft smile on her face as she glanced over to her left and saw Chris, and beyond him, Edge.  Christian was behind Jericho, sitting at his drumkit, and the third blond man on the stage seemed to take such pleasure out of banging away on the skins.  It caused her smile to increase.

The redhead felt truly excited about playing her first show with Sweet Misery.  The guys were true professionals, and over the last two weeks, she'd gotten to know them all pretty well.

She glanced over to the other side of the floor in front of the stage and saw Trish swaying slightly to the music.  The petite blonde wore a pleased smile of her own, her eyes shining as she blinked up at them.

Amy was surprised when, a moment later, the Canadian woman caught her gaze.  Trish gave her a knowing wink, and Lita winked back at her new friend.

She was feeling more at home here than she'd ever imagined possible.  It was hard to believe that, only a couple of short weeks ago, she'd been miserable in another band altogether with her ex-boyfriend.

The show was turning out to be a success.  They were playing In The Raw, and it was to a hometown crowd, but Lita thought it was absolutely perfect.

She'd been very pleasantly surprised when Chris had told her to choose some of her favorite songs for the band to cover.  Sweet Misery was a 'regular' band that did their own original material, but at the same time, it was trademark for the group to play at least four or five cover songs in a set.

Before she knew it, the song she'd chosen for the night's show was due.  Amy felt a tiny bit nervous, as she wasn't typically a lead vocalist - but for the song she'd chosen, she would be exactly that.

While the intro to the song began, Lita bit her lip at the thought of making her debut as a frontperson, even if it was only for one song - but now that it was happening, all she felt was a delicious sense of anticipation.

"Put your hand on my skin..." the redhead crooned, belting out the very techno Madonna song "Skin."  Although not metal, it was one of her absolute favorites.

Amy was so intent, so focused on singing and playing her guitar that she didn't notice the intense gaze bestowed upon her by Edge.  The tall blond man wore a tiny smile on his face as he watched her.  He continued to keep his gaze on Lita as she sang: "...kiss me, I'm dying..."

Something inside of the tall blond man seemed to swell as he listened to the sheer emotion in the redheaded woman's voice.  He was surprised that she'd never been a lead vocalist before, as her vocals were really very good.  He wouldn't quite go so far as to say she had the voice of an angel, but she had this really cool husky quality - and he had to admit, he found it quite sexy.

As they continued playing and Lita continued to sing, Edge couldn't help feeling mesmerized.  Over the last couple of weeks since he'd met the fiery young woman, he'd found himself positively captivated.  It was a strange feeling considering their initial opinions of one another.  He'd never been in such a predicament before.  But he had to admit, it was anything but unpleasant.

He found himself thinking about what a terrific person Amy was, and how very beautiful - and not only on the outside.  She was truly someone special.

Edge had a sudden burst of clarity as he realized what was happening... He was getting to like Lita more and more as time went on.  What was all of this leading up to?

He found himself anxious to find out the answer to his own mental question.





Part 14

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