I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 75
O'HARE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, CHICAGO, ILLINOIS.
"Ben, can you see the camera for a second?"
Ben waved at the reporter who was about to take his picture.
Several journalists stalked the Rebellion personnel accompanied by the team and some of their bodyguards.
Their arrival at the airport has been awaited by hundreds of fans who are willing to jostle behind the yellow line to limit the way out of the metal band from the airport.
Ben, it's, the one that night dressed modestly in a black t-shirt and clad in a thick coat outside as well as blue jean pants and sporty shoes waved at the crowd of fans who chanted his name and other personnel.
A woman who seemed to be the crew of The Rebellion whispered something to the four long-haired men, as soon as the four of them stepped up to the crowd of fans to just say hello, sign autographs and take pictures together.
"You're hot, Ben!" shouted a woman among the crowd of fans.
"Owh .. thanks," said Ben as he waved at the woman, at the same time serving requests for selfies from other fans.
"I love you, Ben!"
Ben smiles. "I love you too!" saith. Greeted the joyful cry of the one who spoke those words.
Say hello ends. The Rebellion and the team move on leaving their fans to a luxury bus that has been waiting for them in the airport parking lot.
"Marry, I need some beer, please!" exclaiming Ben while throwing his body on the soft sofa in the bus.
"Me too!" Marcus.
"Marry, make it four!" The new Greg sits next to Ben, while Marcus and Liam sit opposite them.
"Okay, boys." Marry said out of nowhere, but soon the middle-aged woman appeared with four bottles of beer that had been opened.
"Thank you, Marry" said Ben sweetly.
"Sure, Ben." After putting the bottle on the table, Marry rushed to leave the four handsome men.
Ben lit his cigarette and sucked it deep.
***
WRIGLEY FIELD CHICAGO. THE ROCK SHOW'S.
Rock/metal music festivals of various sub-genres take place so festively. The venue of the event which was on a baseball field with a capacity of dozens of thousands of people was packed.
The Rebellion, tonight is performing right after the famous American metal band, Slipknot. Hustle and bustle of the audience welcomed the arrival of the metal stoner band from Manhattan to the stage.
Ben, with long hair unraveling in disheveled, black sleeveless t-shirt, with long hair, his ripped jeans and Gibson Les Paul guitar that night were magnets for thousands of eyes staring up on stage. His wave towards the audience made everyone standing in the front row cry hysterically.
Throughout the forty minutes of time given to The Rebellion, Ben ruffles his guitar brutally, alternating with Marcus who compensates for Ben's stunning shreds. While Greg is a cold-faced bus cleaner who casually obeys the melody of the two handsome guitarists. Back there, Liam was like a fool beating his drum and producing wild bits.
"Good night, Chicago!" ben ended The Rebellion that night. The crowd's cries rumbled until his fourth back was gone behind the stage.
The four long-haired men descended from the backstage stairs and walked down the hallway to the door with a board hanging in the middle bearing the name of their band.
In the not-so-wide room was waiting for Jack, the manager, Marry the assistant and several other crew members. Marry deftly handed out bottles of beer to Ben and the others.
"Good look, kids!" jack held up his beer bottle.
"As always," said Marcus arrogantly. He was greeted with the laughter of everyone in the room.
"Let's party, then?" chirps Liam.
"Certainly ..of course, the organizers have prepared the party at the hotel." replied Jack.
"O yeah!" liam squealed with excitement, then hung out five with Marcus.
Ben just smiled thinly. In his mind is he wants to quickly go home to Manhattan, kidnap Laras and spend a few days disappearing with the girl.
***
ROOFTOP BAR HOTEL ZACHARY, GALLAGHER WAY, CHICAGO.
A private party for all the big bands invited on The Rock Show was held that night in a bar on the rooftop of the luxury hotel that was also where they were staying.
Ben just sat at the bar table, watching his surroundings full of people enjoying their drinks. Corey Taylor, the vocalist of Slipknot who took off his creepy clown mask that he always wore on stage. The man in his forties waved at Ben who greeted him by raising his whiskey glass.
There are also some personnel from the band System Of A Down who are joking in the corner of the room.
"Ben, look who's coming" said Liam, who was sitting next to him, pointing towards the entrance. A black-haired girl dressed in black looked around like she was looking for someone.
"Your girl is coming, Ben," seduced Liam as he chuckled. Ben flicked his shoulder and turned around and asked the bartender to fill the slok again.
"Bbn ...." The sound of the call made Ben roll both his eyeballs. The man looked up and tried to smile.
"Hi, Hailey," she said.
Hailey immediately took a seat next to Ben and put on a big smile.
"It's nice to see you again" said the girl. Liam cleared his throat once making Hailey turn towards him. "Oh hi, Liam," he said later.
"Hello, Hailey," said Liam as he glanced at Ben who looked indifferent. "It looks like I'm going to join Marcus and the others" he said, descending from his bar stool and rushing to leave Ben scolding him in his heart.
Hailey beckoned the bartender to give her one glass of sloki and pour the same drink that Ben was drinking.
"How are you, Ben?" ask Hailey.
"Good." replied Ben shortly without turning to the girl.
Hailey took a deep breath. "Can you just be friendly to me once?"
"What do you want from me?"
"You know I like you, don't you?"
"So?"
"Ben .. Look at me, do I look bad?" grouse Hailey. Then he downed his glass.
"You're fine .. you're pretty" Ben replied as he placed his elbow on the bar table.
"But I have a girlfriend, sorry Hailey."
"I don't believe you" Hailey denied. The Ben I know is someone who never committed to any woman.
"As far as you go."
"Seriously?"
"Yep!"
The girl went back down to her glass. Have the bartender fill it back up, then repeat it a few times. Warm air spread throughout his body. His eyes looked at the blond man beside him whose good looks were seen many times over tonight.
"You don't have to commit to me, Ben, I just want your attention, you don't know how crazy I'm about you."
"You're crazy!" ben Umpat.
"You drive me crazy ...." Hailey tries to grab Ben's hand but soon the man brushes over.
"You're drunk!" exclaim Ben. "You should go home."
"Please, Ben ...." Hailey's face looked clear. The girl was about to stand up, but her body was a little shrewd. Ben reflexively grabbed him and helped him back down on the chair.
"I'm gonna get people to take you home, okay?" ben said as he waved at Jack who was busy chatting with several people.
"Hey, what happened?" jack asked when he was near Ben and Hailey.
"Can you get someone to drive him home?" ask Ben.
"No, no .. I'm okay .. Jack, I'm okay," Hailey argued, looking up at Jack.
"Are you sure?" ask Jack not sure.
"Absolutely." Hailey's smile expands.
Ben breathed many times. Think hard how to avoid this very aggressive girl.
"Look, you're worried about me, Ben," Hailey said as soon as Jack had left them both back.
"Not what you think."
"You're making me curious."
Ben went back to drinking his glass. "Hailey .. please, don't bother me."
"Look easy, Ben. Let's have a drink, okay?"
Ben shook his head slowly. He put his head on the bar table. His body began to feel light. There was the sound of smooth jazz music playing with the shahdunya.
Chicago sky was so clear that night.
