"Is There A Gas Leak?", chapter 11
**Carl's POV**
"Hey Brian what time is it?" I called out. Everything was packed and ready. We were sechudled to leave around 10:30 am.
"It's 10 why?" Brian called back
"I haven't seen Lizzie all fucking morning that's why! I woke up and she was gone. Mike said that she was up late last night and got the day off. There was something else I know it but he wouldn't say anything." I yelled
"Maybe she just has a huge ass hangover?" he asked
"Maybe, I dunnno, she's probably on the bus." I said and checked one final time to make sure everything had gotten packed that I was responsible for. Today was Jersey, then PA the next day and work our way down the map.
**Lizzie's POV**
I walked down the street until I got back to the buses and saw Mike "So man, am I, ya know, getting to bunk on a different bus or not?" I asked
"You're going with Billie and Jason on that bus" he said and pointed "Your bags are in there. I don't know if everythings there or not Carl packed it."
"Thanks so much man you guys are truly gods among us all" I said in gratitude. He couldn't understand how grateful I truly was. My life wasn't ment to be this way. I decided to go ahead and wait on the bus. If it was empty I could figure out if Carl had got what he wanted or not. I climed up the stairs and there was Jason sitting at the table. Damn it. I walked back to the bunks until I found one with my purse on it. "I guess that's my new bunk" I thought.
"Hey are you bunking with us now?" Jason asked
"Yeah, got a problem?" I said
"Nope, but why are you bunking with us now? Is Carl coming to?" he said
"Ask Mike!" I grumbled back. I could here him pecking a number into his phone. I waited a few minutes and the Jason said,
"He said to ask you" Damn. I had to tell this twice? The pay isn't high enough to tell it twice. I walked back to where Jason was sitting and grabbed his fone out of his hand
"Mike the pay isn't worth telling this freaking story over and over again." I said and threw Jason's phone back at him.
"You tell it to me and Billie Joe this afternoon and that's the last time what about that?" Jason asked
"Yeah sure whatever." I said and grabbed the Walgreens bag that had been haunting me all day shoved it in my purse and called, "I'll be bak in like 15 minutes." I had to get this over with. I walked back into the hotel and went to one of the bathrooms in the lobby. I took out the box. God these things had come a long way. Last time One line=no and Two=yes and I got one and a half. And thank god I payed for digital. "10 minutes? 10 minutes!! I'm suppose to wait 10 goddamn minutes?!?!" I thought. I could hear people come in and out every minute or so, after all this was NYC. 10 minutes seamed like an eternity but finally it had been 10 minutes. I took a deep breath and looked. It was definatly a straight answer. I threw it away disgrutledly and started back to the bus.
**Jason's POV**
Damn that kid is weird. Maybe if she bunks with us it'll be a little more clear about her personality. She did leave her iPod back on the spare bunk that's now her's. I scrolled through the list. "Influents & Pinhead Gunpowder, I guess she did know who I was." I said
"Whadda ya say man?" Billie said as he came on the bus and threw his bags down.
"Lindsey has every Green Day song known to man on her iPod." I told him "When was the last time you saw a fan that had Billie Joe's Mom on their iPod?"
"Never." Billie answered I passed her iPod to him and he scrolled through the songs and albums.
"What the hell is with all the musicals? He asked "Wicked whatever in the hell that is, Rent, Godspell, Oliver, Phantom Of The Opera, Rent, High School Musical, there's a ton!"
"I've been in theatre forever. I use to take a bunch of acting things but got into tech when I was 11. I was going to be a professional tech. I had a porfolo put together for a scholarship. Highlight of my life was when I got to be a stage manger for the first time. But it wasn't what I decided to do. My art teacher really wanted me to go to art school, I wanted to be a tech, I ended up in music. Go figure" Lizzie said as she enterd the bus without us even noticing
"Holy shit where in the hell did you come from?" Billie asked
"I'm magic what the hell do you think?" she said grabed her iPod and flopped down on her bunk.
"So when are you telling us why are you bunking with us?" I asked
She took a deep breath, came over to us, and started, "Well, it all starts when I was 16 and Carl was 18. The night he left for college man we got wasted. I mean REALLY wasted. He said he wanted to get me pregnant so you could tell he claimed me. He forced me down and pretty much raped me. I tryied to fight back and it was no use. The next morning he woke up he didn't remember anything about the night before. I wasn't pregnant, so I just let it go. I mean he was leaving, I was fine and there was enough stress in a long distance relationship." she stopped and stared at us.
"Ummm... Go on I guess... .." I spat out. Lindsey had just told us something most people wouldn't ever speak of.
"Well, last night we all went out and got super drunk remember? Same thing happened again. He was wasted, he wanted to fuck, I told him no and he forced me down and did the same thing. I knew I couldn't get away," she stopped and you could see the fear in her eyes "I mean, one time sure, but he just can't tolerate the alochol and I can't tolerate this. I left the ring and slept on one of the buses last night when Mike wanted coffee." She said and finished sarcastically "But someone broke the maker in his room, thank you Billie Joe. "
"So all this shit happened last night, again, and your not leaving?" Billie asked
"Yeah this is like my dream job." Lizzie said
"Ok, this may be a little "personal" but you know are you going to have to well... how to put this... leave tour in a few months?" I asked, but then her cell started going off. She walked away from us and I could here her talking calmly but couldn't make out anything.
**Lizzie's POV**
I bet it's Emily unless she's told Michelle. The number was Emily.
"Hey I was just calling to check in and you know ask if... your... or if you have yet... .." she trailed off
"I was just telling that story since Jason and Billie Joe need an explination of why I switched buses." I said
"Who the hell is Jason?" she asked
"You're a freak, he plays second guitar. I took the test this morning and I'm not. Ok? Now I have to go tell them the same thing. I'll call you after sound check unless I get busy today ok? I can't wait to see my cell bill this month." I said. We said good bye and hung up. I walked back to the guys. "Now where was I?" I asked "Oh yeah, I'm not pregnant. Why is it so hard for guys to say that word?"
**Carl's POV (at the same time)**
"Hey Michael I'm done! I'm going to the bus." I screamed at our ass of a stage manager.
"Are you shure? You should always check again!" he screamed back. God he was an ass.
"Hey Brian I'm going!" I called to him, he nodded while sifting through a sea of broken and good strings. I walked back to the busses. Checked the tech bus, I checked Mike & Tre's bus and no sign of Lizzie. So then I walked down to Billie Joe's and Jason's bus. I cracked the door open silently and heard Lizzie say "I'm not pregnant... " and my heart stopped. We had never tried. Leaving the ring made sense now. I don't know how she could cheat on me. I know I was gone forever and I know she must of fucked other guys but, after we were engadged? I walked up the stairs and coughed. The three turened around.
"Must be nice to fuck around." I told Lindsey
"What in the hell are you talking about?" she asked
"I just heard you say you weren't pregnant. How else would you be if we never tried?" I answered
"Do you remember what in the fuck you did last night?!?!" she screamed at me
"WHY DOES EVERYBODY KEEP SAYING THAT?!?!" I asked
"You got drunk and... " she stopped and started crying "You wanted to get me pregnant, you told me so. You said that you wanted to fucking claim me. You pushed me down and helped yourself." she finished and looked down, make up running everywhere and a look that was mixed between anger and distress. I sat there wide eyed and confused.
"No I didn't." I said "I would never hurt you."
"It isn't the first time either. You did it when you were 18." she said.
I stopped and thought hard. For some reason that night came flooding back all at once.
"Hey Brian what time is it?" I called out. Everything was packed and ready. We were sechudled to leave around 10:30 am.
"It's 10 why?" Brian called back
"I haven't seen Lizzie all fucking morning that's why! I woke up and she was gone. Mike said that she was up late last night and got the day off. There was something else I know it but he wouldn't say anything." I yelled
"Maybe she just has a huge ass hangover?" he asked
"Maybe, I dunnno, she's probably on the bus." I said and checked one final time to make sure everything had gotten packed that I was responsible for. Today was Jersey, then PA the next day and work our way down the map.
**Lizzie's POV**
I walked down the street until I got back to the buses and saw Mike "So man, am I, ya know, getting to bunk on a different bus or not?" I asked
"You're going with Billie and Jason on that bus" he said and pointed "Your bags are in there. I don't know if everythings there or not Carl packed it."
"Thanks so much man you guys are truly gods among us all" I said in gratitude. He couldn't understand how grateful I truly was. My life wasn't ment to be this way. I decided to go ahead and wait on the bus. If it was empty I could figure out if Carl had got what he wanted or not. I climed up the stairs and there was Jason sitting at the table. Damn it. I walked back to the bunks until I found one with my purse on it. "I guess that's my new bunk" I thought.
"Hey are you bunking with us now?" Jason asked
"Yeah, got a problem?" I said
"Nope, but why are you bunking with us now? Is Carl coming to?" he said
"Ask Mike!" I grumbled back. I could here him pecking a number into his phone. I waited a few minutes and the Jason said,
"He said to ask you" Damn. I had to tell this twice? The pay isn't high enough to tell it twice. I walked back to where Jason was sitting and grabbed his fone out of his hand
"Mike the pay isn't worth telling this freaking story over and over again." I said and threw Jason's phone back at him.
"You tell it to me and Billie Joe this afternoon and that's the last time what about that?" Jason asked
"Yeah sure whatever." I said and grabbed the Walgreens bag that had been haunting me all day shoved it in my purse and called, "I'll be bak in like 15 minutes." I had to get this over with. I walked back into the hotel and went to one of the bathrooms in the lobby. I took out the box. God these things had come a long way. Last time One line=no and Two=yes and I got one and a half. And thank god I payed for digital. "10 minutes? 10 minutes!! I'm suppose to wait 10 goddamn minutes?!?!" I thought. I could hear people come in and out every minute or so, after all this was NYC. 10 minutes seamed like an eternity but finally it had been 10 minutes. I took a deep breath and looked. It was definatly a straight answer. I threw it away disgrutledly and started back to the bus.
**Jason's POV**
Damn that kid is weird. Maybe if she bunks with us it'll be a little more clear about her personality. She did leave her iPod back on the spare bunk that's now her's. I scrolled through the list. "Influents & Pinhead Gunpowder, I guess she did know who I was." I said
"Whadda ya say man?" Billie said as he came on the bus and threw his bags down.
"Lindsey has every Green Day song known to man on her iPod." I told him "When was the last time you saw a fan that had Billie Joe's Mom on their iPod?"
"Never." Billie answered I passed her iPod to him and he scrolled through the songs and albums.
"What the hell is with all the musicals? He asked "Wicked whatever in the hell that is, Rent, Godspell, Oliver, Phantom Of The Opera, Rent, High School Musical, there's a ton!"
"I've been in theatre forever. I use to take a bunch of acting things but got into tech when I was 11. I was going to be a professional tech. I had a porfolo put together for a scholarship. Highlight of my life was when I got to be a stage manger for the first time. But it wasn't what I decided to do. My art teacher really wanted me to go to art school, I wanted to be a tech, I ended up in music. Go figure" Lizzie said as she enterd the bus without us even noticing
"Holy shit where in the hell did you come from?" Billie asked
"I'm magic what the hell do you think?" she said grabed her iPod and flopped down on her bunk.
"So when are you telling us why are you bunking with us?" I asked
She took a deep breath, came over to us, and started, "Well, it all starts when I was 16 and Carl was 18. The night he left for college man we got wasted. I mean REALLY wasted. He said he wanted to get me pregnant so you could tell he claimed me. He forced me down and pretty much raped me. I tryied to fight back and it was no use. The next morning he woke up he didn't remember anything about the night before. I wasn't pregnant, so I just let it go. I mean he was leaving, I was fine and there was enough stress in a long distance relationship." she stopped and stared at us.
"Ummm... Go on I guess... .." I spat out. Lindsey had just told us something most people wouldn't ever speak of.
"Well, last night we all went out and got super drunk remember? Same thing happened again. He was wasted, he wanted to fuck, I told him no and he forced me down and did the same thing. I knew I couldn't get away," she stopped and you could see the fear in her eyes "I mean, one time sure, but he just can't tolerate the alochol and I can't tolerate this. I left the ring and slept on one of the buses last night when Mike wanted coffee." She said and finished sarcastically "But someone broke the maker in his room, thank you Billie Joe. "
"So all this shit happened last night, again, and your not leaving?" Billie asked
"Yeah this is like my dream job." Lizzie said
"Ok, this may be a little "personal" but you know are you going to have to well... how to put this... leave tour in a few months?" I asked, but then her cell started going off. She walked away from us and I could here her talking calmly but couldn't make out anything.
**Lizzie's POV**
I bet it's Emily unless she's told Michelle. The number was Emily.
"Hey I was just calling to check in and you know ask if... your... or if you have yet... .." she trailed off
"I was just telling that story since Jason and Billie Joe need an explination of why I switched buses." I said
"Who the hell is Jason?" she asked
"You're a freak, he plays second guitar. I took the test this morning and I'm not. Ok? Now I have to go tell them the same thing. I'll call you after sound check unless I get busy today ok? I can't wait to see my cell bill this month." I said. We said good bye and hung up. I walked back to the guys. "Now where was I?" I asked "Oh yeah, I'm not pregnant. Why is it so hard for guys to say that word?"
**Carl's POV (at the same time)**
"Hey Michael I'm done! I'm going to the bus." I screamed at our ass of a stage manager.
"Are you shure? You should always check again!" he screamed back. God he was an ass.
"Hey Brian I'm going!" I called to him, he nodded while sifting through a sea of broken and good strings. I walked back to the busses. Checked the tech bus, I checked Mike & Tre's bus and no sign of Lizzie. So then I walked down to Billie Joe's and Jason's bus. I cracked the door open silently and heard Lizzie say "I'm not pregnant... " and my heart stopped. We had never tried. Leaving the ring made sense now. I don't know how she could cheat on me. I know I was gone forever and I know she must of fucked other guys but, after we were engadged? I walked up the stairs and coughed. The three turened around.
"Must be nice to fuck around." I told Lindsey
"What in the hell are you talking about?" she asked
"I just heard you say you weren't pregnant. How else would you be if we never tried?" I answered
"Do you remember what in the fuck you did last night?!?!" she screamed at me
"WHY DOES EVERYBODY KEEP SAYING THAT?!?!" I asked
"You got drunk and... " she stopped and started crying "You wanted to get me pregnant, you told me so. You said that you wanted to fucking claim me. You pushed me down and helped yourself." she finished and looked down, make up running everywhere and a look that was mixed between anger and distress. I sat there wide eyed and confused.
"No I didn't." I said "I would never hurt you."
"It isn't the first time either. You did it when you were 18." she said.
I stopped and thought hard. For some reason that night came flooding back all at once.
