Syrena smiled softly to herself as Ronno began to hum. She looked over at him and he was so beautiful, she almost wished she had a camera to take a picture of this moment. The wind was blowing through his tousled hair slightly, and the full moon was shining upon his skin it was like pure magic. Syrena chuckled happily when Ronno picked her up. Syrena rolled on her stomach and propped her head with her hands. “It really is.” She spoke softly.
Ro let the cigarette sit between his lips as he listened to the sounds of the noisy city. He scratched his head and turned back to face Syrena. “I wish there wasn’t so much noise. But then again, it could be beneficial if we want to be drowned out.” He winked and moved back to the bed. Ronno took the cigarette out of his mouth and exhaled. “What did I say we were going to do?”
Syrena managed a chuckle and smiled against his lips. “I know you wouldn’t fuck any of them. Just they get under my skin sometimes.” She nodded and stood up holding onto Ronno’s hand. “Let’s go home.”’
As they walk home, they hold hands and Ro hums his songs softly. He swings their hands as they walk and when they finally reach their place, Ro unlocks the door and picks her up. Ro carried her in bridal style and set her on the bed. He took out a cigarette and opened the window. He lit it up and sat on the windowsil of his bedroom. “It’s beautiful outside.”
Syrena was happy that Ronno finished his concert and didn’t end it just for her, she didn’t want him to upset the sane fans. Once she heard his voice she lifted her head and smiled at him. “Yeah, i’m fine. Although not sure about your groupie whore. I punched her quite hard.” Syrena laughed shivering a bit from the cold.
Ronno smiled and leaned down to kiss her, “Fuck that bitch for being a whore. Groupies are wild. Will I fuck any of them? No. You’re to only pussy that I’ll ever need.” He chuckled and scratched his head, “Wanna go home and have some ‘us’ time?”
All Syrena could hear was the screeching of Ro’s guitar being unplayed, and his voice ringing through the building. No! Keep singing, don’t stop for me! But it was too late and the guards had already carried her out. Finally they placed her on the ground and slammed the door behind him. Syrena sighed and straightened out her dress. “Fuckin’ groupies.” She muttered under her breath.
Ro finished up his show but ended with a message, “You guys need to know something. You can’t always get crazy like that. It’s very fucking dangerous. The girl that was carried out tonight, that was my wife, Syrena. Yes, she is my wife. Don’t start shit with her, she will go batshit crazy, and no one wants to see that. So be safe tonight guys. I love you all. Goodnight!” Everyone cheered, he ran out the back to meet Syrena around the corner. He saw her laying on the ground, shivering.
It was another mid-summer midnight at the House of Blues. Ronno was getting more popular and everyone loved his music. For once it seemed Ronno was truly happy with his life and Syrena could see that. So every night at his show she would stand in the crowd and cheer him on. Except this night was different. With all this rising fame Ro was gaining groupies. Who knows what girls were waiting backstage for him. Syrena tried to clear mind from that and try to enjoy her time here. When Ronno entered the stage Syrena cheered loudly, clapping her hands with joy as she saw the love of her life on stage.
It wasn’t long before fan-girls were pushing and shoving Syrena out of the way to get closer to Ro. “Excuse me.” Si hissed with irritation. The bottle blonde bombshell turned towards Si, pouting her lips out. “Awh, Jealous that you couldn’t get someone like that sweetheart?” Syrena wasn’t sure how much she could take. “That’s my husband actually.” She gritted through her teeth. “Yeah fucking right.” The girl giggled, shaking her head. “Besides. I bet he’d rather have me than a skank like you.” That was it. Syrena flipped her lid, and went at the girl punching the girl right in the mouth causing her to fall to the ground. “FUCK YOU.” Syrena spat, it caused such a scene the security guards had to carry Si out, although she put up a fight trying to get out of the mans arms.
Ro was having the time of his life up on that stage in front of all those fans. He was living the dream. He had a hot wife, a good paying job. Life was great! Sex was greater! Getting drunk and high every night after these events and fucking with Syrena. Life couldn’t get any better than this.
It was typical for fights to break out during these events, but what actually caught his eye was they were carrying out his wife. He didn’t know this at first, but he immediately stopped playing. “Hey, she’s with me. Don’t take her out!” He yelled out through the mic.
