Page 5 of Heartbeat Girl

How frustrating.

But when the band started up, every molecule inside me swayed to the sound the three of them made. Chaotic,erotic.Their music was something totally fresh.

The pounding of Steve’s drums hit before Liam struck his electric guitar, then Pete added the bass.

(Liam)

Dead eyes, dead smile,

Marilyn’s been a corpse for a while.

Cold touch, sharp fangs,

She stole my heart’s beat with all her guile.

Dead limbs, dead heart.

Marilyn made a devil out of me.

Dead man, dead man,

Dead man, dead man.

That’s what I am, and I still wish for someone to love me.

You can be my dead girl, dead girl,

(Pete: screamed)

I’ll do you like Marilyn did me.

With our cold touch and our sharp fangs.

(Pete: screamed)

You can be my dead girl!

(Liam)

Dead man, Dead man.

You can be my dead girl, dead girl.

(Pete and Steve: screamed)

With our cold touch and our sharp fangs.

(Liam)

Please be my dead girl…

my dead girl.

I embraced myself and rubbed the goose bumps on my arms. Why were those creepy words so alluring?Liam.His voice and the magic their loud music created enchanted me and everyone else. He was riveting.

Ruth strutted out singing parts of Dead Girl with them before they sang Soul Food together. They switched back and forth, alternating between Ruth’s and their music. It shouldn’t have worked. Rock and rap. But when two angels sang together, the sound of their songs changed into another pleasurable melody.

I stood at the edge of the stage and watched, ensnared by the performance. As they were ending the show, I pulled out of my trance. Ruth remained on stage as the band walked off, and I frowned.