The Cable Monkey’s Nursemaid
\nBy D.S. Maiorca<\/p>\n
\u201cCable monkey! Get out!\u201d He shouted across the crowded bar.
\nRick knew the voice all too well. It was Jude Riot, roadie extreme, and his boss. He turned and nodded faking a surprised look hoping to pretend not to hear him. After all she was hot, really hot.
\nJude was practically on top of him. \u201cCable monkey, I said get out!\u201d He said as he pushed his way towards Rick.
\n\u201cLook, Mr. Riot, I had no idea this was your place.\u201d He said pulling back a little. \u201cAs soon as she gets here we\u2019ll leave.\u201d
\n\u201cWho?\u201d
\n\u201cThe Goth chick in the front row, wanted to meet me here.\u201d He said smiling, god was she hot.
\n\u201cWe have more of a problem than I thought kid. I\u2019m here for her too.\u201d
\n\u201cWhat, isn\u2019t she a little young for you?\u201d
\n\u201cYou\u2019d be surprised kid. She\u2019s a lot older than you think.\u201d
\nHe thought she was maybe twenty, and god she was hot. \u201cYou\u2019re what, at least forty \u2013 old enough to be her father.\u201d
\n\u201cI lost count at a thousand. So yeah I\u2019m at least forty.\u201d He smiled a toothy grin. Rick laughed although it didn\u2019t feel like Jude was joking. Jude set a wad of cash on the bar he was now facing. \u201cI\u2019ll have scotch straight, and get the kid what he wants.\u201d
\n\u201cI\u2019ll have another beer.\u201d Rick had only been a roadie for a few months and was still trying to get feel for it, but this really confused him. \u201cI thought you wanted me out?\u201d
\n\u201cI\u2019m not your nursemaid. You don\u2019t want to go, you don\u2019t go.\u201d He slugged his scotch down, and grabbed the bottle before the bartender could take it and poured another one. \u201cLeave it.\u201d
\nRisk started talking to fill up the dead space. \u201cIs it true what they say about you?\u201d
\nJude slugged another Scotch. \u201cI\u2019m not your nursemaid, but that doesn\u2019t make us friends. Drink your beer, but don\u2019t talk.\u201d He pulled a cigar from a mirrored case and proceeded to chew on it. \u201cYou know kid over a hundred thousand people go missing in the United States a year. Most of them followed Goth girls to dive bars.\u201d
\n\u2018Funny.\u201d
\n\u201cNo, I\u2019m being serious. Why do you think she wanted to meet you here instead of go to the party with the band?\u201d
\n\u201cSo we could get to know each other a little first.\u201d He said sipping his rolling rock.
\n\u201cAre you daft or just a Romantic? No groupie wants to get to know you. You are just the second string, a stepping stone to get at the band. But groupies always want to go to the parties.\u201d
\nInsulted he said. \u201cSo then she\u2019s not a groupie. She didn\u2019t want to go to the party.\u201d He set his beer down hard causing a carbonated eruption. He knew he hadn\u2019t been out of college that long, but he knew women. What the hell could this fossil know?
\n\u201cSo she\u2019s really into you. A glance at the concert and a conversation in between numbers and that\u2019s all you need to know.\u201d He lit his cigar. \u201cYou cable monkey are a lamb to the slaughter. Girls like her will eat you for lunch and serve your heart up on a silver platter.\u201d
\n\u201cI know more than you think.\u201d He said slamming his beer down on the counter, breaking the bottle this time; cutting his hand. The bartender quickly handed him a towel to clean the blood.
\n\u201cLook kid, I didn\u2019t mean to upset you. Go back to the bus and have the doc check your hand.
\n\u201cYou know what Jude, Fuck you.\u201d He said wrapping the towel tightly around his hand. \u201cI\u2019m going to stand by the door, so I can leave when she gets here.\u201d
\n\u201cYour call kid. Take a good look at yourself in the mirror first, and decide if you\u2019re man enough.\u201d
\nJust then she walked in the door of the club. Red hair flowing past her breasts and blue eyes to pierce the soul, she was magnificent. The behemoth of a bouncer silently slid the bolt locking the door behind her.
\n\u201cKid,\u201d he said throwing his cigar case to him, \u201ctake an honest look in the mirror.\u201d
\nRick fumbled with it as he caught it; \u201call the drugs must a fried Jude\u2019s brains ,\u201dhe thought. God she was hot. She ran her hand under his shirt and started kissing his neck.
\n\u201cI\u2019m glad you came.\u201d She whispered.
\n\u201cSo am I,\u201d he said glancing down at the cigar case in his hand. He saw himself in ecstasy, but no one else. \u201cWhat the fuck…\u201d he thought as she tore into his neck. He felt the life drained from him as quickly as the blood, and everything went black.
\n\u201cAhhh,\u201d he screamed. \u201cWhat the fuck?\u201d He flailed about wildly trying to stop the pain.
\n\u201cRelax kid.\u201d Jude said as he worked a silver dagger into Rick\u2019s neck. A swollen river of blood ran off of Jude\u2019s face.
\n\u201cKid, I may have just saved your life. Silver kills the parasite. Now do exactly what I tell you and I may no have to have to kill you myself.\u201d
\nThe room started to go black again and as it did Rick could clearly see the headless body of the Goth chic. God she was hot he thought as he blacked out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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