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Benji leaned down as she grabbed the back of his neck. "Listen, Ben. Can I call you Ben? Anyway. I'm fine, seriously. Why dont you find your little skank girl friend and take her to the bathroom and go make out with her," The same time she said it he felt her mouth on his ear lobe, her teeth grazing him. She said a few other things, but lost her stream of thought and drifted away. He bent back to her. "Tell you what. I've had all the skank girlfriends I want. The girl I think you saw was what we call a groupie. You can ask Max about those. Right now, you got bigger problems than who who I might make out with. Your "friends" aren't helping you out much." He stood up and walked away, feeling incredibly turned on at her anger and the fact she had seemed so turned on. He went to the bar and ordered another glass of ice water with lemon. "Shit." He muttered, wondering why there was a sudden hardness straining at his jeans.
 
Emily looked at Alex as he confronted her about what happened to Nadia, and why she was acting how she was. Hey I just gave her something to help her come out of her shell alright. From here it looks like she's handling it just fine for a first timer. Learn to live a little.
 
"You gave her something?" Alex clenched his fist in anger. He knew he probably was overacting now, but this wasn't just the crush he had for Nadia. This was the deep concern for a friend. Right there and then he wanted to punch Emily. What kind of friend would spike a drink and then act so light hearted about it. Alex really wanted to punch her, but for the sake of a possible reunion between Chaotic Frenzy and Sweet Surrender he decided against it. Besides, it wouldn't help much. It might release some of his anger, but he would probably hurt Nadia more than he would hurt Emily (who probably could kick Alex' ass anyway...).

Alex turned back to his gear when Nadia and Benji returned. He watched the scene unfold before him with Nadia sitting on her drum stool and whispering to Benji. Suddenly, Benji went away, leaving Nadia to search for her notes. Alex rubbed his eyes, wiping the tiredness away. He looked at Nadia, a blush on his own cheeks. After all this was over, whatever they had planned to do, he would get her home safely. That was a silent promise he made to himself.
 
Benji sat and fumed about the whole scene. Maybe he didn't need this gig that bad after all. The drama seemed to be huge around this group, but damn, they were good. Alex was the kind of bass player Benji enjoyed playing with. He was solid and could keep his wits about him. There were few musicians around like that. The whole scene with Nailz and Nadia was quite a different story. But, if he hoped to be a part of Chaotic Frenzy he was going to have to learn to deal with the drama and maybe even clean up his act somewhat. He knew for sure he wouldn't let Nailz get him anything to eat or drink though. He slammed the glass of ice water on the bar, splattering it on a couple of people sitting there. "Hey!" The guy yelled at him. "Piss off." Benji yelled back.
 
Now Nailz wasn't one for violence normally for she usually was a fun flirty person, but the way Alex talking to her or the drugs that were in her system, but she didn't like it one but. She shoved Alex a little bit as he clenched his fist. "What you wanna hit me, come on then do it right on the chin. Come on do it. You know something I was exactly the same way the first time I tried Ecstasy so don't blow a fucking gasket. She's not puking all over the place, or having a heart attack or a fucking seizure so chill the fuck out.
 
Alex' muscles tensed, he didn't like this one bit, turning back to Emily. But if she kept going on like that, he couldn't be held responsible for the consequences, even if he didn't like fighting. He looked Emily straight in the eyes, casting aside her petty little excuse of a first time Ecstasy. "Don't fucking touch me. Whatever happened to you on your first time doesn't mean it won't happen to Nadia. Have you thought about that? Did you!?"

He was getting mad. His fists were itching to punch her. Punch her hard and square to the jaw. "Did you ever think about the fucking consequences?!" His voice was raised, the concern for Nadia's wellbeing taking over his rational thinking. "You know what! Fuck you! Fuck you and your fucking drugs! If I ever find you spiking another fucking drink or something to eat, I'll fucking kick your ass!"

Alex' face was red with anger. If it hadn't been for Nadia sitting so close he would certainly punched Emily in the face. He cursed, loud, then turned around and prepared to leave for the bar. He was pissed off, fucking angry at how a someone could possibly drug a friend.
 
After seeing Leon off, at the door. Max took a pen from his jacket pocket and scribbled 'Call Leon 4' on the back of his hand.

Moving back to the backstage area he had to stop due to the amount of screaming fans wanting autographs, Max could just about see Alex, and he looked off, he should be stoked after that performance.

Max shouted him to come over

"Alex, hey Alex man, you wont believe this but some of these girls want your autograph too, come on man, we just killed it in here come on."

"oh by the way remind me to call Leon at about 4 I think" he said trying to re-read what he had scribbled on his hand
 
Nailz continued to stare down at Alex as she showed she wasn't backing down.

"Come on hit me, if you do, you better make it fucking knock me out cause otherwise I might mistake as foreplay. If anything serious happens I'll personally escort her to the hospital. Dam get fucking bend out of shape cause I tried to lighten the mood back here."
 
"Fuck you." Alex threw at her. He was done with her. Max called him over and told him about some girls wanting to meet him. Alex' mood wasn't particular set on signing autographs or meeting girls other than Nadia. But it was an excuse to stay longer, and he'll be damned if he didn't take it. Autographs were good for the reputation they needed to build up and for the first time that night he wanted Chaotic Frenzy to be better, stronger, and louder than Sweet Surrender ever could be.

Alexander followed Max, being led to the girls wanting autographs. He signed a couple after a pen was thrust in his hands. Papers, napkins, body parts, whatever they threw at him he signed. Yet, his mind wasn't there, sometimes his fingers just scribbled something random. Alex was far more concerned with Nadia. Sure, it could've been nothing like Emily said. Of course, but still... There was a odd gnawing thought in the back of his head. What if things went horribly wrong? He wanted to go and check on Nadia, but the thought of seeing Emily again repelled him. Fuck her! He shouted in his mind. He knew there and then he would never trust her again, never.

The bassist looked at Max, who was signing his fair share of the autographs as well. It had been a weird night, but it wasn't over yet. He still had a promise to keep, his silent promise of taking Nadia home.
 
The guy stood up and started to Benji. The bartender yelled something as Benji took another drink of the water, making him look up to see the guy coming. He could see the guy's eyes flashing as he strode toward the drummer. "Well, fuck you." The guy spat. Benji got up and met him. "Not tonight I'm afraid." He ducked the punch the guy threw and landed one of his own that made the slightly larger man bend over. Much to his surprise the guy ran at him and shoved him into the barstools. Benji tripped and fell against the bar, but came up with a blow that staggered the guy backwards. It felt good. The scene with Nadia had him sober again, he couldn't play drums and he didn't seem to be on his way to getting laid, unless he found the skank Nadia was throwing in his face, so the next best thing seemed to be a good fight. All the hostility and energy erupted on the guy who should have just taken the ice water bath. Benji didn't give the guy a chance to recover and landed another blow on his jaw. He tried not to hurt his knuckles. Just then the guy's friend showed back up from the bathroom and took note of what was happening.
 
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Greg watched everything unfold in silence, then stood up slowly. He looked from one person to the other, then rooted through his pockets. Eventually, he came up with one of those little handheld air horns. It was something he saved for drastic circumstances, and these definitely were that. He pressed the button, once, long and loud. Then he took his finger off the button, and cleared his throat.

"Right, so, if everyone's done comparing wangs, we have more important matters. One, we need to make sure your friend Nadia's okay. That means no more pills for her, Emily."
 
One way or another Alex managed to break free from the groupies. The mass of moving girls had swarmed around Max and Alex was fine with that. He was planning on getting a drink, something nice and cold. He was planning on doing so. But that was before he saw Benji in a fight, his opponent taking swings at him. He couldn't connect the dots just yet. Benji, other man, bare knuckle fight.

A fight. Which was about to turn uneven, another man, presumably the friend of aforementioned opponent, got back from the restrooms and wanted to mingle into the fight. Alex smirked. A fight, a bare fucking knuckle fight, right here. What a perfect chance."

Before the friend could enter the fight, Alex moved towards him. Now, Alex wasn't one of the strongest or toughest kids around, but he had the surprise and speed behind him. The friend took a swing at Benji, or at least tried. Alex was close enough to him, ramming a fist in his stomach. In hindsight, it wasn't such a good idea of entering a fight. But fuck it. Benji was going to be their drummer and Alex considered this the audition. The man had doubled over, but recovered quickly. Adrenaline pumped through Alex' veins. They had chosen a bad night to begin a fight, a really bad night.

Alex ducked under a swing, letting it glance off his shoulder. He could take it. "Fuck you!" He yelled before he swung his fist around and connected with his opponent's jaw. And thus the fight unfolded, a bare knuckle fight two versus two. Alex and Benji in one corner, and the two unknown guys in the other. Both musicians were dealing the punches and gave their opponents very little room to breath.
 
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Benji ducked another swing and never realized someone else was about to enter the fray until he saw Alex coming up beside him and taking another guy off his feet. Somewhere there was a loud noise, like an airhorn. Benji glanced around just in time to get smashed in the temple. He went to his knees, but came up under the guys chin and slammed the top of his head into him. When he reeled backwards he placed a hard punt to the guy's crotch. He would remember that for a long time. Alex was landing impressive blows to the newcomer of the fight. Girls went screaming away from them and the bartender kept yelling at Benji. "Take it outside." He yelled. "I'm working my way there, son of a bitch!" He yelled back as he dodged a wild swing from the first guy. Benji connected with the guy again and sent him reeling back, his hands up and bloody spit flying from his mouth. "Okay, okay..." He backed away as Alex continued to pummel the other guy. Benji kept his eye on Mr. Fuck You as Alex finished up. He rubbed the sore spot on his temple. "Damn." He muttered, checking his knuckles.
 
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Alex was in a rage, a furious torrent of punches on the man's body. He was too angry, too consumed in his fight to hear the bartender shout. In fact, all he heard were his own thoughts. Thoughts about Nadia and his crush on her, how he really, really liked her. About Emily and her fucking drugs, her fucking stupid behavior, about this fucking guy trying to fight back. Alex avoided hitting the man's face, instead punching him in the stomach and general kidney area. Alex swung left and right, his fists grazing over the man's shirt.

He felt the skin being torn bit by bit, but shrugged it off. The pain was numbed by the rush of adrenaline. He took one final swing, rammed his knee up in the man's gut. He keeled over and Alex grabbed hold of his shoulders. He pushed him away, towards the exit, sort of. The man fell on the floor next to his friend.

"I told you, fuck you!" He wanted to keep kicking the man. But it was done, they were down for the count. Alex breathed heavily, his chest heaving up and down. Each breath was painful, as if he had been standing in a winter's cold for too long. His teeth were still clenched, but his angered rage subsided, slowly. They were going to get banned from the club for this. That was a sure fact. Alex looked at Benji. "You okay, Benji?"
 
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Benji was panting, leaning on the bar when Alex asked if he was okay. He wanted to laugh at the question. "Hell no, are you?" He looked up at Alex and broke into a grin, shaking his hands. "You really gotta quit punching so much and kick more. Can't have a bassist with broken knuckles." He put his arm around Alex and gave him a shoulder to shoulder hug. "You done?" The bartender asked Benji. He nodded back at him. "Think so." They headed for the backstage area.
 
Allie watched the whole scene and rolled her eyes. How immature could people be? She had also noticed Nailz slip something in Nadia's drink which caused the whole fight. She walked backstage to help Nadia out.

Oh, god what is she up to now?. It was moments later that she also saw something shocking, Max going offstage and letting the new guy play. She frowned and pouted. He never did that with me...

Her glare intensified when she watched him sign boobs. Allie knew they were just groupies who were probably going to brag to their friends that Max had touched their boobs even though all that touched them was his pen.

"Nailz, remember the rules...no drugging the other band members." Allie said then turned to her friends.


"No, I'll go check on Nadia...you two stay away from her." Allie said giving Nailz a warning look before grabbing Nadia and pulled her to the bathroom.
 
All that Nadia noticed from all that, was the air horn. Looking up at Greg she giggle. Who the hell keeps an air horn, really. She watched Allie walking over to her and taking her by the arm. "Hey Allie, where have you been? I missed you! Look Douche Bigalow is off the stage now. Does this mean we can play?" She spoke so quickly she could barely understand what she was saying. Allie escorted her to the bathroom. "Whats going on," she asked Allie, wondering why they werent headed on to the stage.
 
Allie had to hold back a laugh, Nadia really seemed like alot more fun high but... seriously did they have to give her a dose of something just for her to loosen up? Plus, Allie doubted that loosening up Nadia was all that Nailz had planned especially since she seemed to be with a guy.

"As much as i'd love to go up on stage right now, that isn't the case." Allie said "Someone drugged you..." she failed to mention that it was Nailz since Nadia and Nailz didn't seem to get along as it was. She didn't need any more problems with the band, they were already lacking in the member dept and the last thing she needed was for Nadia to quit.
 
Her eyes widened. "You know, you're like the fortieth person to tell me that in the last minute. Am I really acting that out it?" She truned to the sink and looked herself in the mirror. She was sweating a bit, and her nipples were so hard she thought they would fall off. "Ok, so now what? Go home? Go to the hospital get my stomach pumped? What was it? Who was it? Am I going to die?" She was getting scared now.
 
"I dunno some guy..." Allie said brushing it off, "It was probably just ecstasy though, you know how guys are, especially at clubs." She thought about it for a moment, "maybe we should get your stomach pumped, just to be safe though, we wouldn't you doing something you wouldn't normally do." She smiled at her friend, "Besides, you're way more important than some set." Plus the fact that she lied about asking the manager would've gotten them banned from performing there anyways.
 
"Im so sorry I ruined tonight Allie. I know how bad you wanted to go on stage again!" She ran to Allie and hugged her tight, tears forming under her closed eyes. "Hospitals are so scary! Is there something we can do to make me better that doesnt involve me going to the hospital? Cant I go jogging or something and just sweat it out?" She kept Allie in her arms, mostly because the feel of someone else's skin was amazing to her.
 
Allie nodded,"You could go walking I mean, it might help." She gave a thoughtful look, perhaps she should go talk to the manager about performing again, if not tonight then another night. "But, I don't think its safe for you to go running or walking. What if someone grabs you, its so late at night ya know and if it is ecstasy then that might not help in your corner." Allie knew it was ecstasy, just by the reaction Nadia's body was giving.
 
Nadia was at a loss as to what to do. Letting go of Allie before it got too weird, she stepped back and tried to think. "Well, I think I"m doing ok now. Can I just go home then?" She thought about her dad's SUV, there was no way she would be able to drive that big thing back home, not this late. "I'm going to need someone to take my dad's car home with me. I'm pretty sure I cant drive this late." Her head was a bit dizzy, she tried to shake it out.
 
"Yeah, totally.." Allie said, "I'll just set up another time where we can perform all of our songs instead of just two."

Allie still couldn't get over that. Once again, it seemed as if Max had won. It wasn't a very happy thought but it was true. She smiled at Nadia, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"
 
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