23 - Suck On This

~Slade’s Point of View~

I felt like I was the king of being a nervous wreck but being able to hold it in and not show it. Having to walk backstage into the lion’s den, without Holly was enough to make me have a nervous breakdown.

What the hell could I tell everyone?

So what do I do instead? Punk out and go sit at the bar. Nobody knows my face, nobody cares about the manager. Well, the bartender does, security. The little people always know me. This place actually had three bars but I went to the main one where I saw a familiar guy.

“Hey Shane how you been,” I said, getting the last available stool.

“Hey hey! There’s the man. Good, can’t complain. Can’t believe the guys wanted to play here, couldn't be happier about that. The tips will be off the hook tonight,” he said, nodding.

I dropped a hundred dollar bill on the bar and ordered a glass of Jack and told him to keep them coming. Drinking was never my preference when nervous, I should want to keep a clear head. But right now m