Under Her Skin (2 page)

"Technically, it's a Sex on the Beach, but my brother hates it when I call it that." She laughed. She looked at her brother and held up her empty glass and shook it at him.

Dusty laughed and got up to make her another drink. As he mixed it, he made conversation with his sister and Pierce. He found out that Pierce was a new writer from The Hits magazine, and that he was doing a piece about bands on the rise. It was his first big article with the magazine, and they were giving him free reign on the topic as a trial of sorts.

"So you chose us to focus on for the article?" Dusty asked.

"Well, there are two other bands that I am including, but the main focus of the content is on you. I can't believe your publicist didn't tell you about it." Pierce said. "So, I guess you don't know that I'll be traveling with you for a few cities then either?" He asked sheepishly.

"Nope, hadn't heard that one." Dusty told him. He looked questioningly at Marlo. She shook her head to let him know that she hadn't heard anything either.

"Don't worry; I'm riding on the other bus most of the time. I believe my bunk is between the manager and the publicist, if you ever need to find me." He joked as he started to feel more comfortable with them. "I'll only be on your bus for a short time each day to get some material to write about."

Dusty shrugged, not really caring. Pierce seemed like a pretty cool guy. Marlo on the other hand was all smiles.

"Maybe I should take you out to the bus now and show you around before the guys get back there. They can be a little overzealous when they get on the bus after a show." Marlo suggested, enjoying the excuse to get Pierce alone. She led Pierce out of the dressing room and headed towards the bus, not realizing that she had a spectator watching her every move. The person watching rolled his eyes and went to talk to Marlo's brother.

"Dude, who was that douche bag your sister just left with?" Tobias growled at Dusty.

"Oh, that's Pierce, he's a pretty cool guy." Dusty told him, then explained what Pierce was there to do. The scowl never left Tobias' face. "You know man, if someone didn't know how much you and Lola hated each other, they'd think you were a little jealous that she just left with another guy."

"What? You're crazy. What would I have to be jealous about?" He asked. "Why would I want your virgin sister when I just screwed this city's hottest DJ in the bathroom half an hour ago, and got the best blow job from some redhead in the closet right after that."

"I'm just saying…" Dusty started, but was interrupted.

"You know what? Never mind! I'm going back to the bus. It's time to blow this place anyways." Tobias stormed out of the dressing room, leaving Dusty behind, shaking his head and laughing.

Tobias ran onto the bus, hoping to break up whatever moment was being shared between Marlo and Pierce, but was surprised to find Marlo alone. She was sitting in her robe, on the couch, flipping through a magazine.

"Hey." He said, getting her attention.

"Hey. Great show tonight." Marlo said nervously. She didn't know how to talk to him civilly. Most of the time they were around each other they were fighting. If they weren't fighting, then they just weren't speaking. She didn't know how to just have a normal conversation with him.

"Thanks. It was a blast out there tonight. It's always better when the crowd is totally into it." He sighed, sitting down next to her. Just as his mouth opened to say something else to her, the bathroom door opened.

Tobias jumped up when he saw a guy walk out in nothing but his boxers. "What the fuck is going on here?" His angry eyes turned from the man, Pierce, to Marlo. "You met this guy tonight and gave him your virginity already? What the fuck are you thinking?" He yelled. As soon as he saw Marlo's face, a chorus of 'OH SHIT!'s ran through his head.

"First of all fuck-nut, it is absolutely 
none
 of your business what I do with my life. Second, we didn't do anything. I spilled my drink all over us, and I'm washing our clothes." She was livid. "And thanks for airing all my business to some guy I just met." She said, her voice cold and dead. She walked to the back of the bus and rummaged through some drawers. She handed some clothes to Pierce. "Here, they're my brothers. I'll get your clothes back to you tomorrow."

Pierce squirmed into the sweatshirt, then slid the wind pants on over his boxers. He looked at Marlo apologetically, only to be met with her mortified eyes. He kissed her cheek softly and brushed his thumb softly over the spot he kissed. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Marlo walked him to the door and shut it behind him. She turned to Tobias. He sat there with a blank look on his face. He didn't know what to say or do. He felt bad about the situation, and was confused as to why he exploded the way he did.

"Stay out of my life." Marlo said, sternly and evenly, then disappeared into her bunk.

Chapter 3

"I want nothing to do with you anyways!" Tobias had yelled at Marlo as she fled to her bunk. His guilt had now turned into anger, and that mixed with some alcohol made for a pretty messy cocktail. "Screw this!" He said and stormed out of the bus.

Tobias made his way back to the dressing room where there were still crowds of people. There was only one thing on his mind at this point, and he was determined that nothing would stop him. He wanted sex…loud, nasty, dirty sex.

He found the DJ that he'd met that morning, and had sex with already, and grabbed her wrist. "Ready for the next go-round?" He asked impatiently.

"If you think you've got more in you." She challenged.

"Baby, I've got so much you better bring your friends." He drawled in his cocky manner. The DJ laughed, but turned serious when he said, "I wasn't kidding. Bring your friends. Now."

She smirked and whispered something to the two women that she was with. All three women followed obediently behind Tobias. He led them back to the bus and straight to the back room. He pulled the couch out into a bed, and shut the door.

When he turned around, the three women were already laying on the bed making out. "Now that's what I'm talking' about!" He smirked and began stripping.

The girls were working on their own clothes, and as soon as Tobias joined them on the bed, they made sure he was plenty involved in their love-fest. Not long after, Tobias was drilling one of the girls as he grunted and she begged for more.

Marlo was pissed. It wasn't bad enough that he had gone and made an ass out of her half an hour ago, but now he was screwing some girl in the back room, just on the other side of the wall from her bed…No wait, make that girls. Those were definitely two different voices from the one calling for more.

Not only was she pissed, but now she was disgusted. She put her pillow over her ears to try to drown out the sound, but they were getting louder and louder. She didn't know how much more she could take, but she was praying that they would be done soon.

Finally, after a loud build-up, the panting, moaning, and screaming came to an end. At that same moment, the rest of the guys came back to the bus, thankfully without any women. Marlo didn't know if she could handle hearing anyone else having sex that night. Luckily, most of the guys were pretty good about not having sex on the bus, or if they did, they were fairly quiet about it. It was usually the nights that they got hotel rooms that they swung from the chandeliers, and let it all hang loose.

She jumped down from her bunk, looking to seek solace in her brother after the night she had. She sat down and put her head on Dusty's shoulder, and gave a long, deep sigh.

"I thought Pierce was here with you." He said as he put his arm around her shoulders.

"He was until that idiot drove him away." She said, then explained what happened.

Dusty fought to hide a smirk. Now he knew what had ruffled Tobias' feathers. Even he wasn't that over-protective of his sister. "I'm sure he meant well, even though he went about it the wrong way." Dusty pointed out.

"Ugh, stop defending him. Did he mean well with his little orgy in the back room when he knew I was in my bunk?" She questioned.

"Well obviously you liked it or else you would have left." A deep voice said. Marlo turned to see who had made such a mean comment. She saw Tobias walking out of the back room, wearing nothing but his boxers. "Did you get excited? Did it get you hot listening to us, knowing exactly what was happening in the next room?"

Marlo felt like she'd been punched. Tears welled in her eyes, but her pride wouldn't let them flow. Swiftly, she stood from the couch and crossed the room to where Tobias was now standing, leaning against the wall, with his arms folded over his chest. The crack was heard throughout the whole bus as Marlo's hand belted his cheek. Feeling a mixture of relief and anger, Marlo turned and left the bus.

Tobias smiled disbelievingly, shaking his head, and went to the back room to crash. Sammy and AJ exchanged looks, and Dusty ran out after his sister.

As if she sensed him, Marlo yelled, "Go back to the bus, Dusty." She knew that wouldn't deter him, so she turned to talk to him. "I just need some time to myself. I can't be on that bus with him right now. I'm going to sleep on the other bus tonight." She said before he could even say anything.

Dusty knew there was no arguing with her, and quite frankly, he thought it was best for everyone if those two spent some time apart. "Ok, but be careful. I'll see you in the morning." He kissed her forehead and they parted ways.

Marlo walked to the other bus and knocked on the door. Donovan, the band's publicist opened the door and welcomed Marlo in. "What's up Lola?"

"Do you guys mind if I stay on your bus tonight? The band wouldn't be worth quite as much if I was to kill the singer." Her voice was ragged, trying to keep her tears at bay.

"That's fine, but you'll have to sleep on one of the couches. We gave the spare bunk to the magazine write traveling with us." He told her, and gave her a hug, knowing that the spats between her and Tobias bothered her more than she let on. He had an uncanny way of reading her that not many others could.

"She can share my bed with me if she wants." Pierce offered, making his presence known. Marlo had been so distraught that she hadn't even seen him sitting at the dining table. "I promise I won't try anything. I'll be the perfect gentleman."

Marlo looked at his eyes and had a strong feeling that she'd be able to trust him. "Thanks."

He led her back to his bunk and they climbed in together. It was a tight fit, but she liked being held in his arms. As soon as they laid down, Marlo was wide awake. The sleepiness she'd been feeling disappeared into thin air.

"Are you tired?" She asked.

"Why, you want to mess around?" He asked playfully. Marlo smacked his shoulder. "I was kidding! I know, you're a girl, so you want to talk. Ok, let's get to know each other."

Marlo smiled and started to rapid fire questions off to him. They talked with ease and learned a lot about each other as the night progressed. When the early morning light began to break through the sky, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

*****

Over the next few weeks, Marlo avoided Tobias as much as possible, and filled her days by Pierce's side. They had grown quite close, spending all their free time together. They each learned to deal with the comments that Tobias threw at them regarding their relationship, and in the end, the comments brought them closer together, rather than breaking them apart. Pierce had been very understanding about Marlo not being ready for sex yet, and never tried to take her virginity from her.

One night, after an intense concert, everyone was hanging out in the dressing room. There were more people in there than usual, and it was quite packed. Pierce had gone to get Marlo a drink, and when he came back, he saw her being dragged out by a tall guy in a black leather jacket. He followed them into the deserted back hallway to see where they were going

Marlo was dragging behind the man, shaking her arm, trying to get out of his grasp. "Hey, what are you doing?" Pierce yelled out.

The man stopped and turned to look back to the person yelling at him. "Boy, you best stay where you are unless you want to get hurt." He flashed the blade of a knife at Pierce, just to back up his threat.

Pierce's eyes got big. He stopped where he was, and watched what was happening as if he were watching a movie.

The man slammed Marlo against the wall and smashed his lips to hers in a bruising kiss. Her arms were flailing, trying to hit the man to get him off her. He began rubbing his crotch against her, and she could feel his arousal. She could feel the bile rise in her throat as he groped her breast.

"You're going to like this. I'm more man than any of these guys." He said in between kisses, rubbing harder and harder against her. His free hand had found its way under Marlo's shirt, and she felt his erection increase.

Marlo was crying and continuously begging him to stop . Pierce just stood there and watched what was happening.

As if by miracle, Tobias opened the dressing room door and pulled a woman into the hallway with him, kissing her the whole time.

"Help!" Marlo yelled when she saw Tobias out of the corner of her eye.

The man smacked Marlo across her face and told her to shut up. He used his knife to cut her shirt and bra off her body, gaining more access to fondle her breasts. He hadn't seen Tobias come into the hallway since he was too busy molesting Marlo.

Tobias pushed the woman off him and looked down the dark hallway. "Go get Dusty." He whispered to the woman he had been making out with. She turned and ran back into the dressing room.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Tobias yelled, running towards the man assaulting Marlo.

"She's mine mother fucker, get away." The man growled.

Tobias jumped at the man and tackled him to the ground. When they hit the floor, his knife went flying down the hallway. Tobias was punching the stunned guy as they wrestled around on the ground. Marlo sunk to the floor, trying to cover her now bare chest, and bawling.

"You dirty mother fucker! I should kill you for touching her!" Tobias was yelling. He threw punch after punch in the man's face, blood splattering everywhere. He was relentless in his beating, almost to the point of insanity. Each punch felt like it wasn't enough, so he felt the need to add another.