Redundant, chapter 24
*One Year Later - March 31st at Midnight*
A lot of things had changed in the past year...
I was in my mom's garage with Mike on his bass and John on the drums. Tré wasn't in the band but he would watch us perform at times or fill in for John when he was unavailable. We were rehearsing for a show we had at Gilman Street tomorrow. We decided to finish up our rehearsal by singing 'I Want to Be Alone', one of our songs that wasn't on our album which we released a year ago.
I Lock Myself Inside My Room
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
Its Been Disturbed By My Thoughts
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
All of a sudden we stopped playing due to an interference of the garage door opening. There stood a figure of a girl wearing cargo pants, converse sneakers and a sleeveless turtleneck shirt but the neck was surrounded by a white, fluffy scarf. Adrienne came over to watch us perform.
"Bois," she started "Don't stop playing just because I'm here. Continue please."
I turned to face the other bois.
"Better do what the girl says."
With that, we continued playing the rest of the song.
Please Don't Think I'm Crazy
I Don't Want You To Understand
My Mind Is Growing Hazy
To Hell With Your Helping Hand
Why Don't You Just Leave Me Alone
This Conflict Is My Own
Keep Your Sources Away From Me
That's All
Adrienne took a seat beside Tré's left side. Tré lost focus on us and looked onto her scarf which was nicely trapping her neck to keep it warm. But Tré was thinking of doing something to it. I could tell.
"Don't think about it, Tré." I said as we continued making music. Tré snapped his face away from Adrienne and focused on us again.
I Lock Myself Inside My Room
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
Its Been Disturbed By My Thoughts
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
The music went on. I could feel my sweat dripping down my face because we played non-stop for an hour or two tonight. But I didn't want to stop. Not while my girlfriend was watching me.
Please Don't Think I'm Crazy
I Don't Want You To Understand
My Mind Is Growing Hazy
To Hell With Your Helping Hand
Why Don't You Just Leave Me Alone
This Conflict Is My Own
Keep Your Sources Away From Me
That's All
Then the song came to a finish. I unhooked my guitar strap off of my shoulders and put it back on the guitar rack. I picked up a towel off the small table beside me and wiped the sweat off my face. I placed the towel back on the table and turned around to find Adrienne standing in front of me.
"That was awesome," she started "even though I only heard half of the song. And you were sweating like a pig."
"That's because we practised for longer tonight," I said "but why did you decide to come and watch at a time like this?"
"I was actually on my way back to my apartment and I managed to walk past your garage and hear music coming from the other side."
All of a sudden a thought came to me. We already released 39/Smooth on our first album but we never put '2, 000 Light Years Away' on the record. In fact, we never recorded it.
"OH FUCK!" I yelled out in anger over that one song, nearly scaring Adrienne away and nearly waking every one on the street. Mike, John and Tré looked at me like I was a mad man.
"Billie, if you need to make a noise whenever something goes shit, never ever do something like that." Mike said to me. I turned to him with a 'what the fuck? ' look on my face.
"My god, what should I say then?" I asked back.
Mike shrugged his shoulders. "Oocheemama?" (yes, that was from 'Seinfeld')
I thought about it for a second. Should I say that or not?
"Mmm..." I murmured "... No."
"Fine." He said as he put his bass on the guitar rack "Well, I'm tired. I'm going home."
"What do you mean 'home? '" I said as I yanked him from the right strap of his beater "you rented the back room here for a reason."
As I released my hand from his beater, he turned to face me. "Um, that's what I mean." He turned away and headed out of the garage into the dark night.
Living in the same house with Mike just wasn't as fun as I expected. Something had changed between us ever since he moved in when it was November last year.
Finally John and Tré left. I was going to do the same, but Adrienne stopped me.
"Are you just gonna walk out on me like that?" she joked.
"Sorry, I'm tired from our band prac tonight;" I said to her "I wanna go to bed."
"Well, do you need some company in your bed tonight?"
"Um, I don't need some," I said seriously only to realise that Adrienne looked a little disappointed. I paused for a moment. "But I would like someone with me"
She smiled again as I wrapped one arm around her waist. With the other I scooped her legs off the ground and carried her in my arms. I walked out into the dark night and slammed the garage door shut and headed towards the front door. (We had to go outside of the garage to go back into the house) I carefully opened the door, walked inside and closed it as quietly as I could. I started heading upstairs and into my room. I dumped Adrienne on my bed and shut the door as I started unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my chest. Leaving the unbuttoned shirt on, I loosened my tie a bit and jumped on the top of Adrienne.
"Is there a reason why you're acting this way, Billie?" she managed to ask through her giggling. A sexy smile grew on her face as she hooked her arms around my neck.
"No, not really," I replied with a massive grin "I just felt like it, though I am tired as hell."
Then for some reason she dropped her arms, wiped her smile away and sighed. She looked away from me with sort of a sad expression on her face.
"80, is there something wrong?" I asked as I dropped down to the side of her.
She leaned on one side of her body to face me. Placing her right hand over my heart, she looked up into my eyes and opened her mouth ready to say something.
"We've been together for over a year. Am I right?" she said to me. I was about to answer her question but she stopped me by placing a single finger over my lips. She looked away from me and continued her speech.
"Throughout this time, we never did a certain thing that I would have loved to do." She looked back up at me but this time she was smiling. We both didn't say anything for a while. I couldn't figure out what she was asking for.
"Hang on a moment," I said as I sat up on the bed "there's like a million things that you would love to do. All I know is that one of them is to watch me perform at Gilman Street tomor- I mean today."
Adrienne turned away from me as she let out an angry sigh. She sat up as well but she grabbed onto my tie with her left hand.
"You just don't get it, Mr. Armstrong," she said as she yanked the tie to bring my face closer to her own "I want sex. With you. Right now."
My eyes widened as a massive grin drew on my face once again. The dread-lock haired girl threw her fluffy scarf off and pulled her shirt off to reveal her bra. She was wearing a black one. She instructed me to remove the belt around her waist and pull her pants off. She did the same tome then sat up on her knees. She looked down to her panties then back up at me.
"Take them off." She instructed.
I slowly brought my hands to the sides of her panties. I was feeling a little uncomfortable with this but I couldn't control myself. Most times when I tried to have sex with my girlfriend, I would end up getting caught by my mom and then the girl would dump me. It was kinda strange how Aveerla and Hitleena never dumped me, but those are different stories. But still, I didn't want to go through that phase again but I really wanted to do this. I couldn't stop myself.
I pulled the panties down to her knees. She didn't have that bad puberty but I was still happy to see this sight.
"Do the same to me now." I said pointing to my boxers.
Within a micro second, she pulls them down to reveal that thing. My penis. My nice, hairy penis. Adrienne looked at it with a smile.
"Geez, it's been a while since I've seen one of these." She said.
She looked down onto her chest. Her bra was still on. She looked back up at me again and mouthed out the words 'Take It Off. ' Slowly bringing my hands to the back side of her, I grabbed onto the bra hooks but didn't unhook it. I ripped it off of her body. She didn't care. It was as cheap as gay porn anyway.
We sat there in silence for a few seconds. We sat there staring at each others naked bodies with straight looks on our faces. Then all of a sudden we jumped onto each other and started making out. It was great!
It's been over a year since I had sex with someone, but I guess now it doesn't really matter because I'm doing it with this very special girl.
The One I Want. The one I need every day. I really did love her. I'll do anything for her and I do mean anything...
A lot of things had changed in the past year...
I was in my mom's garage with Mike on his bass and John on the drums. Tré wasn't in the band but he would watch us perform at times or fill in for John when he was unavailable. We were rehearsing for a show we had at Gilman Street tomorrow. We decided to finish up our rehearsal by singing 'I Want to Be Alone', one of our songs that wasn't on our album which we released a year ago.
I Lock Myself Inside My Room
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
Its Been Disturbed By My Thoughts
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
All of a sudden we stopped playing due to an interference of the garage door opening. There stood a figure of a girl wearing cargo pants, converse sneakers and a sleeveless turtleneck shirt but the neck was surrounded by a white, fluffy scarf. Adrienne came over to watch us perform.
"Bois," she started "Don't stop playing just because I'm here. Continue please."
I turned to face the other bois.
"Better do what the girl says."
With that, we continued playing the rest of the song.
Please Don't Think I'm Crazy
I Don't Want You To Understand
My Mind Is Growing Hazy
To Hell With Your Helping Hand
Why Don't You Just Leave Me Alone
This Conflict Is My Own
Keep Your Sources Away From Me
That's All
Adrienne took a seat beside Tré's left side. Tré lost focus on us and looked onto her scarf which was nicely trapping her neck to keep it warm. But Tré was thinking of doing something to it. I could tell.
"Don't think about it, Tré." I said as we continued making music. Tré snapped his face away from Adrienne and focused on us again.
I Lock Myself Inside My Room
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
Its Been Disturbed By My Thoughts
I Wanna Be Alone
With You Around, You'll Only Add On
I Wanna Be Alone
The music went on. I could feel my sweat dripping down my face because we played non-stop for an hour or two tonight. But I didn't want to stop. Not while my girlfriend was watching me.
Please Don't Think I'm Crazy
I Don't Want You To Understand
My Mind Is Growing Hazy
To Hell With Your Helping Hand
Why Don't You Just Leave Me Alone
This Conflict Is My Own
Keep Your Sources Away From Me
That's All
Then the song came to a finish. I unhooked my guitar strap off of my shoulders and put it back on the guitar rack. I picked up a towel off the small table beside me and wiped the sweat off my face. I placed the towel back on the table and turned around to find Adrienne standing in front of me.
"That was awesome," she started "even though I only heard half of the song. And you were sweating like a pig."
"That's because we practised for longer tonight," I said "but why did you decide to come and watch at a time like this?"
"I was actually on my way back to my apartment and I managed to walk past your garage and hear music coming from the other side."
All of a sudden a thought came to me. We already released 39/Smooth on our first album but we never put '2, 000 Light Years Away' on the record. In fact, we never recorded it.
"OH FUCK!" I yelled out in anger over that one song, nearly scaring Adrienne away and nearly waking every one on the street. Mike, John and Tré looked at me like I was a mad man.
"Billie, if you need to make a noise whenever something goes shit, never ever do something like that." Mike said to me. I turned to him with a 'what the fuck? ' look on my face.
"My god, what should I say then?" I asked back.
Mike shrugged his shoulders. "Oocheemama?" (yes, that was from 'Seinfeld')
I thought about it for a second. Should I say that or not?
"Mmm..." I murmured "... No."
"Fine." He said as he put his bass on the guitar rack "Well, I'm tired. I'm going home."
"What do you mean 'home? '" I said as I yanked him from the right strap of his beater "you rented the back room here for a reason."
As I released my hand from his beater, he turned to face me. "Um, that's what I mean." He turned away and headed out of the garage into the dark night.
Living in the same house with Mike just wasn't as fun as I expected. Something had changed between us ever since he moved in when it was November last year.
Finally John and Tré left. I was going to do the same, but Adrienne stopped me.
"Are you just gonna walk out on me like that?" she joked.
"Sorry, I'm tired from our band prac tonight;" I said to her "I wanna go to bed."
"Well, do you need some company in your bed tonight?"
"Um, I don't need some," I said seriously only to realise that Adrienne looked a little disappointed. I paused for a moment. "But I would like someone with me"
She smiled again as I wrapped one arm around her waist. With the other I scooped her legs off the ground and carried her in my arms. I walked out into the dark night and slammed the garage door shut and headed towards the front door. (We had to go outside of the garage to go back into the house) I carefully opened the door, walked inside and closed it as quietly as I could. I started heading upstairs and into my room. I dumped Adrienne on my bed and shut the door as I started unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my chest. Leaving the unbuttoned shirt on, I loosened my tie a bit and jumped on the top of Adrienne.
"Is there a reason why you're acting this way, Billie?" she managed to ask through her giggling. A sexy smile grew on her face as she hooked her arms around my neck.
"No, not really," I replied with a massive grin "I just felt like it, though I am tired as hell."
Then for some reason she dropped her arms, wiped her smile away and sighed. She looked away from me with sort of a sad expression on her face.
"80, is there something wrong?" I asked as I dropped down to the side of her.
She leaned on one side of her body to face me. Placing her right hand over my heart, she looked up into my eyes and opened her mouth ready to say something.
"We've been together for over a year. Am I right?" she said to me. I was about to answer her question but she stopped me by placing a single finger over my lips. She looked away from me and continued her speech.
"Throughout this time, we never did a certain thing that I would have loved to do." She looked back up at me but this time she was smiling. We both didn't say anything for a while. I couldn't figure out what she was asking for.
"Hang on a moment," I said as I sat up on the bed "there's like a million things that you would love to do. All I know is that one of them is to watch me perform at Gilman Street tomor- I mean today."
Adrienne turned away from me as she let out an angry sigh. She sat up as well but she grabbed onto my tie with her left hand.
"You just don't get it, Mr. Armstrong," she said as she yanked the tie to bring my face closer to her own "I want sex. With you. Right now."
My eyes widened as a massive grin drew on my face once again. The dread-lock haired girl threw her fluffy scarf off and pulled her shirt off to reveal her bra. She was wearing a black one. She instructed me to remove the belt around her waist and pull her pants off. She did the same tome then sat up on her knees. She looked down to her panties then back up at me.
"Take them off." She instructed.
I slowly brought my hands to the sides of her panties. I was feeling a little uncomfortable with this but I couldn't control myself. Most times when I tried to have sex with my girlfriend, I would end up getting caught by my mom and then the girl would dump me. It was kinda strange how Aveerla and Hitleena never dumped me, but those are different stories. But still, I didn't want to go through that phase again but I really wanted to do this. I couldn't stop myself.
I pulled the panties down to her knees. She didn't have that bad puberty but I was still happy to see this sight.
"Do the same to me now." I said pointing to my boxers.
Within a micro second, she pulls them down to reveal that thing. My penis. My nice, hairy penis. Adrienne looked at it with a smile.
"Geez, it's been a while since I've seen one of these." She said.
She looked down onto her chest. Her bra was still on. She looked back up at me again and mouthed out the words 'Take It Off. ' Slowly bringing my hands to the back side of her, I grabbed onto the bra hooks but didn't unhook it. I ripped it off of her body. She didn't care. It was as cheap as gay porn anyway.
We sat there in silence for a few seconds. We sat there staring at each others naked bodies with straight looks on our faces. Then all of a sudden we jumped onto each other and started making out. It was great!
It's been over a year since I had sex with someone, but I guess now it doesn't really matter because I'm doing it with this very special girl.
The One I Want. The one I need every day. I really did love her. I'll do anything for her and I do mean anything...
