Unexpected

23.

We all looked up at the stage. He was right, it was Becky.

"It looks like she is wearing fucking underwear." Ashton said angry.

He wasn't wrong about that. She was wearing an extremely short skirt with an crop top. One wrong move and she would flash the entire bar.

"I'm getting her." Ashton said putting his glass down.

Michael stopped him. "Sit down. Let her finish her song, we will talk to her after she's done."

Ashton listened to him and sat back down.

We could say what we wanted but Becky definitely wasn't bad. She sang really well and her guitar skills were also quite good.

She definitely looked happy. I don't think that I've ever seen her this happy. I know that Ashton was thinking the same because he almost looked proud at Becky while she jumped around the small stage.

I wondered why she had never mentioned that she was in a band.

"Do you think that her mom knows that she's here?" Michael asked mainly towards Ashton.

He shook his head. "Her mom would never give her permission to do this."

Ashton was right about that, Diana didn't even allow Becky to play guitar at home.

"Who's the other guy?" I asked when i noticed that Becky kept looking at him.

"I only know that the guitarist is called Adam. He came to the house once to pick Becky up." Ashton answered with clenched fists.

It was clear to me that he didn't like him.

A loud cheering noise echoed through the bar after Becky stopped singing.

The fucked up thing was that none us these man were clapping for her singing skills.

Adam and Becky switched places. Adam wasn't as good as her but he also didn't suck.

They sang a few more songs. When they were finished Adam grabbed Becky and kissed her forcefully on the lips.

Becky laughed as Adam pulled her off the stage.

That was the last straw for all of us.

We all stood up and walked to the stage.

"You aren't allowed in the back." A big, serious man stood infront of the door that lead to the backroom.

Considering i was the only one completely sober i stepped infront of him. "A friend of ours just performed. We would just like to see her."

He shook his head. "If you want to see them you have to walk outside to the backdoor." He said to us while he crossed his arms.

"Come on man just let us trough." Ashton said to the man.

The man gave him a deadly stare.

Michael pushed us away from him. "Let's go to the back exit and wait for her."

We walked into the creepy alley to the back of the bar.

A few mintues later the 2 other guys that Becky preformed with walked out of the door.

"Where's Becky?" Ashton spat to one of them.

He pointed scared to the open door. "They're in the backroom."

"Thanks." Ashton said angry as he stormed trough the door.

We all followed him.

We bursted into the cramped room.