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Ms Self Destruct	By : TrentReznorsSin Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Nine Inch Nails Views: 3300 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Nine Inch Nails. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title:
Ms Self Destruct
Author: TrentReznorsSin
Disclaimer: Trent unfortunately doesn’t belong to me *sobs* (do you really think I’d be sat at my PC if I owned him?? Lol) but Erin and some other people you won’t recognise belong to moi. I’m a poor uni student so don’t sue, I’m not making anything out of this!
Summary: Set during the Self Destruct Tour 94/95. Trent’s decision to ask his best friend Erin to come along for the tour has made them both ask the question ‘are we just friends?’
Feedback: Yes please, no flames though, they make me cry
Author's note: This is the first NIN fiction I’ve written in years, so I might be a bit rusty.
A/N: I am soooooooooooooo sorry for not having posted a new chapter in ages, I've been busy working and then ran into a mammoth dose of writers block, so I hope I haven't lost any readers through my absence! I apologise if this chapter is a) crap and b) too short! Hopefully the next chapter will be longer...
PLEASE REVIEW! A big thank you to those who have, you are what keeps me writing and as always a big *mwah* to Danu my ever wonderful beta!
Clandestine: Thanks! I love you for reviewing! It's encouraging to find that people like the story, I tried posting this story on fandomination and got loads of messages telling me off for writing a het Trent story (strangely enough, he is straight so I was a little upset!) But its great to get positive feedback, thanks!
Chapter Fourteen: We’re In This Together
Everyone had noticed the change.
The band, the crew, the fans…they all noticed the subtle shift in the relationship between the enigmatic front man and the new guitarist. The electricity of repressed sexual tension and bottled up emotions was replaced by something different, just as intense but no longer wound up to breaking point.
The fact that everyone noticed was what worried Erin.
How would the fans react? She’d seen people’s comments when their favourite celebrities are no longer single, and what lengths they had gone to to let their feelings be known. Although she knew Trent would never let anything happen to her, it still frightened her…
She needed to get out of the hotel.
After travelling to another part of the US, they now had a couple of days off. As everyone else was up to their own thing, Erin decided to check out the shops. After browsing a couple of the clothes shops and picking up a few items at the chemist, she decided to catch up with the news.
Stepping into the newsagents, she picked up a paper and had a quick flick through. As she scanned the main stories, her eye fell upon a music magazine on the bottom shelf. Putting down the newspaper, she picked the magazine up, shocked to see her own face staring back at her. As she opened the magazine to the story that went with the picture, the colour drained from her face.
…slept her way to where she is…drug fuelled fights…Trent isn’t the only rock star she’s been with…
Erin felt sick to her stomach, what on earth had sparked this off?
Forgetting about buying a paper, she hurriedly handed money to the cashier, telling the young man to keep the change, and walked straight back to the hotel.
* * *
Trent realised something was wrong the moment he walked through the door. Sat Indian style on the bed, Erin was glued to the text on the page.
“Erin? Are you okay?” Taking the magazine, Trent quickly scanned the two-page story that she had been looking at. “What the…What the hell is this?”
“I have no idea…” Came the hushed reply. Sitting down next to her, Trent put an arm around her shoulders before looking at the front of the magazine. It was, unfortunately, quite a well known magazine, but he knew the editor.
“I cannot believe he would let this shit be printed!” He said, throwing down the magazine and getting up off the bed. Erin watched him pace back and forth like a caged tiger.
“Trent…it happens, you can never believe what is printed…”
“That’s not the point! This is libel! You could sue him for this…this…!”
“Trent…calm down. It’ll blow over…” Her shoulders sagged as she sighed. “I hope.”
“I’m going to phone him…”
At that moment, Trent forgot about his reputation as a musician, as a rock star. All he wanted was to clear her name. He had always found it hard to deal with her being unhappy or sad, at first it had been his duty as a friend, now it was his duty as her lover.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea…what if he turns on you too?”
“He won’t, what can he put that hasn’t already been printed?” Touché, Erin thought. It was true, there wasn’t much left that hadn’t already been printed. Drugs? Been there. Violence? Done that. “I don’t care what they print about my career, but when they start on the people I love and invade my privacy, THAT is when I get angry.” Clenching his fist around the offending magazine, he quickly kissed her on the cheek before walking towards the door.
“Where are you going?”
“Somewhere where I can scream and shout at this prick and not get into trouble for it.”
* * *
Stalking out of the hotel, Trent decided to go to the one place where he could make as much noise as he wanted and no one would bat an eyelid.
The venue.
It was only a few minutes away from the hotel so he was at the building in no time. Pushing open the doors, he walked straight towards where the stage was being set up for the show that they were going to be doing the next evening. Dialling the number on his business mobile, Trent took another look at the article before a female voice answered.
Being put on hold didn’t help to quell his anger…
“Hello?”
“Hi, is that Steve, the editor?”
“Yes it is, who is this?”
“This is Trent Reznor…” As there was no reply, he carried on. “I have just read the article one of your team did on Erin.”
“…and?”
Trent couldn’t believe the balls on this guy.
“And? AND? What the fuck did you guys think I would think?” His voice grew louder. “You know as well as I do that this is utter BULLSHIT…” The last word was screamed from the singer’s lungs into the tiny plastic box held in his hand.
He paused…
No reply, at least he hadn’t hung up.
“I personally don’t give a flying fuck what you write about me, but when you write about those close to me, you can understand that I am not happy.”
“I…I…I’m sorry Mr. Reznor…I’ll make sure that we pull back the issue and redo the article…”
“Make sure you do…and don’t you or any of your other buddies ever write anything bad about her again…do I make myself clear? Because this could be classed as libel…”
He could almost swear the man let out a small whimper.
“Yes Mr. Reznor…you make yourself perfectly clear…I’ll be sure to issue an apology in the magazine.”
“I look forward to seeing it.” Having had the last word, Trent hung up. Letting out a deep breath, he put the phone in his pocket. Christ, he even scared himself sometimes…
Walking back out of the building, Trent headed back to Erin’s room, a small smile on his lips and the feeling of a job well done.
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