Chapter 1
The year was 1990 and we were just
in the process of during rehearsals and mini concerts for record execs. I was
still working at Walt Disney World and doing the rehearsals for Backstreet
Boys. It was a rough day, I had rehearsals at Disney
and for the group. When we got done I wanted to go out to a small club in
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I stood looking out of a hotel window about 10 years later and one thought
plagued my mind ‘Full Moon’. I had to find the rest of the Backstreet Boys, and
the first I found was Nick Carter. He was engrossed in one of his Nintendo or
one of those other gaming system games.
“C’mon Nick we need to hunt tonight. It is also a full moon and you now what
that means.” I said sternly
“Aww, man. Do I have to? I’m not even hungry.” Nick whined
“Yes, you have to. That is the only way we can survive and you don’t want to
disappoint the fans.” I said while I grabbed Nick by the arm. “Now help me find
the others.”
“Fine, I’ll go, but I won’t be happy about it.” Nick said wrenching his arm
from my grasp. The next one we found was my cousin. He was reading some book.
Now that I think about it, it was the Bible. I never understood how he could
still read the Bible after all that has happened to us in the last ten years.
“Brian, put the bible away. We need to hunt tonight and it is a full moon out.”
I said while I ran my tongue along my fangs absentmindedly. He got up and put
his bible away marking the place where he left off. The three of us headed off
to find Howie Dorough and AJ McLean. We found Howie staring at the mirror
trying to smooth his hair down into the perfect ponytail. I think we teased him
all the time about his damn hair.
“Howie, you can mess with you hair later. Right now we need to hunt and it is a
full moon out.” My god I am repeating myself to much with these guys. We went in
search of AJ or Alex as he is more commonly known and of course he was flirting
up a storm with a group of ladies.
“C’mon Bone, we need to go out for the night, so stop flirting for once in your
lifetime.” Howie said. Alex reluctantly headed out with the rest of us.
During these hunts a lot of the time I thought back to Ryse and what he is
doing now. I knew that he had made it in the music business as a country
singer. I had seen his performances several times over our brief affair and he
owned the stage and all the people at those venues were enthralled with him. I
could sympathize with those people because I was entranced by this man. Every
time he would slide into me, I was in euphoria and never wanted to come back
down.
Kevin S. Richardson