We Are Vengeful Addiction~Lexi: The Vengeful Addiction Series, #1

By Bre Meli

Lexi~ Lead singer of Vengeful Addiction loves her music, her bandmates, and her fans. Starting with the band at the age of 17 left no time for boys, relationships or falling in love. Falling into the party scene she did her fair share of the 'sex, drugs and rock-n-roll' lifestyle.

Wanting to break free from the alcohol haze, Lexi straightens up her act and lives to play the gigs and sing until her throat burns. The desire to know the touch of a real man, the passion real love can bring. She waits. She knows that when he comes there will be a spark. She will know he is the one. 

Longing to return home, the tour has been too long, it needs to end, so she can just be herself again. Her bandmates, brothers will be there until the end. She wants more than her brothers. She wants love, passion, the unyielding need to feel a man's body close to hers. She will wait, patiently. He will come.

Who would believe you when you tell them that forgetting to take the trash to the road would be the best day of your life? It was Lexi's.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bre Meli
• Release date: Jun 6, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386279679

Bre Meli

I am a mother, grandmother, music lover and word wrangler. Writing has been a dream and passion of mine since I was a young girl. Now that I have grown children, I am finally able to follow that dream. My stories are toned to me. The way I talk, think, love and dream. It is important to me that people understand that the way my books are written is not for perfection but to be real, get you in touch with the characters and how they really are in my head. I want you to read their words as they speak to me. Over editing and making the book with perfect grammar and no human error is boring. We all err and so should our characters. No one is perfect, I want everyone to feel the difference in each character on the pages.

Book preview

Chapter 1

Out on the road

So, fucking tired of being on the road. Thirty-seven states in six months. This has been the most exhausting tour we have done yet. We just got signed about two years ago, and the record company has had us running ever since. As soon as we signed it was straight to the studio to get the first record done.

Thankfully, we have played these songs so many times in the bars and clubs it didn’t take long to get it done. We have at least two maybe three records worth of songs waiting in the wings. The fans let us know their favorites and those went on our first record. I just wanna go home. Spend time with my family, just be me for awhile.

Come on Lex, we gotta go on. The crowd is pumped tonight! Sighing as Hunter pokes his head in.

Yeah, yeah. I’m coming. Checking my makeup one last time then make my way to the stage.

The band on stage finishes their set and introduces us. The crowd goes nuts! I’ll never get used to singing in front of so many people. Must be close to ten-thousand out there tonight. So miss the dive bars and clubs we played in for all those years before we got signed. Sad we can never get that back. This is our life now. The rest of the guys are sucking it up. Fucking everything in sight, drinking like fish and doing more blow than ten men could in a lifetime.

Last year, I decided that this is no more for me. The singer of the last opening band almost pulled me back into the abyss. Thought I was in love, thought he wanted to be with me, not control me. Blind and young. Found him balls deep in some groupie helped fix that problem. So glad they are now gone. Swore off men after him. The right one will come along and show me how a woman is supposed to feel, be loved, without getting me addicted to something to do so. Still throw a few back with the guys and fans after a great show, but otherwise sticking to myself has been my primary goal.

The drummer and I got into a huge fight about three months ago, and things haven’t been right since. It’s hard to forgive him for talking to me the way he did. We’ve been together as a band for six years. These guys are my best friends, my brothers. Never thought Devon would speak to me that way. Guess he was just PMSing, but still. He hasn’t been the same to me since.

The guys come off stage sweaty and out of breath, high-fiving each of us as we let them by. The singer stops and gives me a wink. We have been on tour with these guys for the last three months. They joined the tour when the other opening band went on to better things. We like to promote unknowns because we were there once. We saw these guys in a bar in Tennesee and thought they were perfect for the tour. We still had sixteen cities to go so why not bring them along. We called the label and told them this is the band, no debating the subject.

Never seen a group of five guys get so excited in my life. Funniest shit I’ve ever seen. They told us they have been together for three years fighting to get their chance. The singer is incredibly fucking hot. I’m saying melt your panties hot. He has been trying to get me into his mini-bed on their bus since they joined us. So not looking for one night stands anymore.

No idea how many guys I had done on the last tour. We would get so fucked up after a gig that it is possible there was more than one man a night, sometimes two or three at one time. The gonorrhea scare woke me up. Too young and pretty to get some nasty ass disease.

As the guys walk out on stage in the dark, Vic strums his bass to get the crowd pumped. Watching from side stage, I bounce, stretch, and roll my neck getting ready to run out. Someone hands me a mic, no clue who, I’m not paying any attention.

Grabbing it with both hands and screaming into it, the lights come on, and I run out to the front of the stage. For three rows back all we can see are men, boys more like it., hollering my name. It’s the biggest rush. All the men want me, all the girls want to be me.

We play better than we have in weeks. That day off really helped us all. I think every one of us slept the whole day. Felt great! Haven’t had a good sleep in months. Two to four hours at the most. Next time we tour, it will be under our demands.

More days off, less meet and greets away from the gigs, not so many morning shows. We did so many interviews. They were all in the morning. Fucking 7 a.m., talking about our music or even playing acoustic after a night of partying is not the best idea. We have been so booked that we haven’t had any time to breathe.

There were two free days in Vegas right after the other band left us. They let us play for two whole days. My brother flew out and stayed with me. We hit the strip and gambled away his savings. Hardly anyone noticed me, so I got to be me the whole time. It was wonderful.

Now, standing on stage singing and screaming until my throat burns, I think about those two days. It seems that is the only way to make it through our set. The countdown until we can go home and be real again has begun.

How’s everybody doing tonight! Bellowing out to the crowd, Let’s give it up for Insanity! They were hot as fuck!! The crowd hoots and hollers, How about my man Devon Ward on the drums? Moving out of the way so Devon can do his thing while they scream out at him, We can’t forget Vic Dixon over here on the bass? Vic adds his take to the rhythm Devon has started as I walk over to Hunter, Now, we know all you ladies can’t look past our sexy as fuck guitarist Hunter Vance! You could go deaf when the bitches in the house start to do this shrill scream.

Hunter smiles and winks at his girls then looks over to me, gets close to his mic, We couldn’t make this work without the lungs on this chick right here, Lexi Cross! Throwing my hands in the air egging them on. Everyone erupts for me. The grin that grows across my face is real. How could it not be? Almost thirty-thousand people yelling out to me.

We are Vengeful Addiction! We all shout together.

We do our last two songs and leave the stage.  Tallon, the singer of Insanity, is standing there with a towel for me. Taking it, he takes me, grabs me up into his arms and gets extremely close to my lips, Your voice was so incredible tonight.

Thanks. The only word I can find staring into those piercing golden eyes of his.

He spins me out of his arms, and we walk to the dressing rooms. Tallon tries to follow me into mine. Giving him a wicked smile as the door closes in his face. ‘Keep trying, fly boy,' goes through my mind, and I giggle.

Need to get changed and ready to go great the V.I.Ps. There is networking to do now that the excitement is over. Go make my appearance, act all happy and get the fuck out of there so I can get some sleep. Over exhausted doesn’t even come close to how tired I am.

Tallon stays close to me through the whole meet and greet, keeping unwanted hands off my ass. I do have security to do that for me. He sticks to me like glue. A large sexy man that I have come to trust completely. On our time off he teaches me moves just in case he is not around. He has turned me into a badass bitch.

Right now he is standing maybe 10 feet from me, watching, waiting. I call him Axel. Not sure what his real name is. Never asked. All I know is that he is here to make sure no one touches me unless it is approved by me first.

When Axel was employed, I was drunk most of the time, high on coke and not behaving very well. He carried me out of these parties many times, getting me to the bus safely. Axel started teaching me after that, and it made me want to sober up. He brought me the discipline that was desperately needed in my life.

Axel saw me spiraling into the abyss. Guess he wasn’t cool with that. Now, we have long intellectual conversations, go for walks, and he acts as my muse when I write. Not many know that the most of the new songs have something to do with him. Profound man. So glad I sobered up, and we started a friendship.

Tallon walks me to my bus, Axel’s not far behind. He escorts me to the bus after every show now. Hoping maybe this time I will ask him to join me. Not going to happen. Yes, he is fucking hot. Yes, he would probably give me the ride of my life. No, it is never going to happen.

The no sex, drugs or drinking have made me so much better at my craft. Kissing Tallon on the cheek and telling him goodnight, Axel pushes past him following me up the steps. We can’t help but laugh at the pout on Tallon’s face as he turns to walk back to the party. He can drink his sorrow away while some groupie whore sucks his cock. He will be okay.

Axel plops down on the couch in the front of the bus and turns on the television. Leaning down and kissing him sweetly, he knows I am off to bed. Hardly being able to hold my eyes open while changing, brushing my teeth and washing all the gunk off my face. Climbing into my top bunk, snuggling into the blanket my mom had made me before we left for this tour. Closing my eyes, thinking of being home as sleep takes over.

The guys and I (My name is actually Alexis Peters) started messing around with our music the summer before Senior year of high school. Hunter, his name is actually Daniel (Danny, is what I call him), was in choir with me throughout high school. He always told me how much he loved my voice. Vic, who’s real name is Randy, played in the school band with Danny. Devon, actually Justin, came to our school Junior year.

The three guys had started a garage band near the end of Junior year. Danny talked me into coming over one afternoon and singing a song. He knew I wrote many and had them hidden away in a particular folder.

So nervous to sing alone in front of these guys. Danny helped me by playing his guitar as I sang. There was no music written to the words on the paper. He is just that good. As I sang, he came up with a melody for it.