Hug me, brother, chapter 4
"Hey strange girl, nice drumming you got there. I'm Tre by the way," he said holding out his hand.
"I'm Delilah, sorry about playing the drums. It's just that Joey was playing a game and being boring so he said I could, and I know what I'm doing I didn't break anything I swear," I said rambling on.
"It's fine don't worry about, there not even my drums," he said kicking the symbol.
"Oh okay," I said pulling a confused face
Tre grinned and grabbed my hand, dragging me into a room. I looked around and saw guitars and posters and CD's on the walls.
"Joey's dad is lead singer, guitarist in a band called Green Day. You heard of them?" he asked and I nodded, "Well I'm the drummer and best friend," he said smirking proudly.
I knew of Green Day, I liked them but really I was more into stuff like The Clash and The Ramones.
"So Tre Cool, drummer of Green Day. Feel like teaching me some drums?" I asked grinning at him
"Sure thing, shmex bunny," he said leading me to a different drum kit and standing behind me and telling me what to hit and when.
Two hours later me and Tre were sitting on the couch talking and for a 30 year old he's actually pretty cool. He's divorced and has two children Ramona and Frankito, and he seems like he would be such a cool dad. We were talking about music when Seth and Joey came up. Seth sat on me and Joey sat on Tre.
"Okay ow, some people can't breathe," I complained against Seth's t-shirt
"Baby," he said while getting up and dragging me onto his lap. I realised that I was really tired and soon found myself drifting to sleep against my brother's shoulder.
A little while later Seth was talking to me.
"Hey fatass get up," he said loudly in my ear.
"I'm up Seth, and my ass isn't fat," I pouted at him and he laughed.
I got up and stretched, I looked around at the clock and saw it was 6, I'd been asleep on Seth for 30 minuets, poor guy his legs must be numb. I am a fat ass.
All of a sudden Tre burst out, "Let's go out for dinner, my treat." then he went down stairs and waited for us to follow. As we got down stairs the front door opened and Jake came in and kicked off his shoes. He smiled at us then sighed when he saw Tre dangling keys in his face.
He put his shoes back on and waited for Tre to unlock the car.
"So where are we going then?" Jake asked as I climbed in the middle next to him and Seth. Joey and Tre in the front.
"Um, I don't know, Want to go to a posh restaurant and pretend to be Hillbillies?" Tre grinned.
"Sure," we all said at once, I could tell this would be funny.
3 hours later of me pretending I'm pregnant and my brother is the father the restaurant finally kicked us out. Jake, Joey, Seth, Tre and I now sat in a down town burger bar eating and discussing sex positions something I've seldom ever done.
Later at around ten Tre dropped me and Seth at the beach so we could pick up my car.
We said our good byes and I took Seth home. We walked in to find my mom and some fuck face passed out on the couch. I sneered at them then went upstairs, locked my door, plugged in my guitar and turned the volume up loud. I could just about make out the banging of my mom on the door. Around 12 I finally quit and went to bed, happy that I pissed of my mom.
It was Saturday morning, around 11.30 and I just got out the shower. I dried and put on some black shorts a white t-shirt and black sandals. I dried my hair curly and put on some eyeliner. I then went to wake up Seth.
"Seth," I whispered as I poked his sleeping body
"Seth, YO SETH WAKE UP HOMIE!" I screamed in his ear
He moaned and got out of bed then went to the bathroom. I giggled to myself and went to put on breakfast. When I got downstairs my mum and some man were sitting at the kitchen table, talking.
I put on my cheesiest smile, and said good morning. I then got some flour, milk and eggs out the fridge and made some pancakes.
Later on I was sitting at the table with my mum's newest boyfriend discussing politics with him. Which is something I rarely get to discuss, especially with the people my mum picks up at clubs. Her and Seth were clearing up the breakfast plates. When they finished Seth came in and sat down.
"Yeah, but Bush lied about secret prisoner camps. He's such a fucking asshole" I moaned.
And at the mention of Bush, Seth sighed and walked out again. 5 minuets later I heard him on the phone.
Seth's head peaked round the door, "Hey guys sorry to interrupt, but Delilah I'm going over to Jake's. You want to come?"
I considered it and thought I have nothing better to do; "Yeah sure," I said getting up from the table.
I nodded at my mum's boyfriend who I learned was called Steve and then walked out to Seth in the hall.
"Ready?" I asked him and he nodded. We got in the car and I drove us to Jakes.
Later on I was once again sitting on the couch watching my brother playing Tony Hawk.
At least this time Jake was including me.
"I'm sooo bored, can we please do something," I whined, yes I whine a lot don't I?
Jake looked at me and said "Well actually I'm thirsty, come and get a drink with me Delilah," I nodded and got up and followed Jake to the kitchen.
He looked at me, "Um, Delilah"
"Oh call me Dee for short it's easier," I interrupted.
"Well the thing is, you know my dad is in a band. Well I want to learn guitar and be in a band like him. You know make him proud, but the thing is he never has time to teach me. So I was uh well wondering if maybe you could teach me?" he said.
I looked at him. He looked so innocent and sweet.
"Do you have a guitar?" I asked, and he nodded.
"Well then, let's get started," I said following him into his room and watching him slip a green guitar over his shoulder.
"I'm Delilah, sorry about playing the drums. It's just that Joey was playing a game and being boring so he said I could, and I know what I'm doing I didn't break anything I swear," I said rambling on.
"It's fine don't worry about, there not even my drums," he said kicking the symbol.
"Oh okay," I said pulling a confused face
Tre grinned and grabbed my hand, dragging me into a room. I looked around and saw guitars and posters and CD's on the walls.
"Joey's dad is lead singer, guitarist in a band called Green Day. You heard of them?" he asked and I nodded, "Well I'm the drummer and best friend," he said smirking proudly.
I knew of Green Day, I liked them but really I was more into stuff like The Clash and The Ramones.
"So Tre Cool, drummer of Green Day. Feel like teaching me some drums?" I asked grinning at him
"Sure thing, shmex bunny," he said leading me to a different drum kit and standing behind me and telling me what to hit and when.
Two hours later me and Tre were sitting on the couch talking and for a 30 year old he's actually pretty cool. He's divorced and has two children Ramona and Frankito, and he seems like he would be such a cool dad. We were talking about music when Seth and Joey came up. Seth sat on me and Joey sat on Tre.
"Okay ow, some people can't breathe," I complained against Seth's t-shirt
"Baby," he said while getting up and dragging me onto his lap. I realised that I was really tired and soon found myself drifting to sleep against my brother's shoulder.
A little while later Seth was talking to me.
"Hey fatass get up," he said loudly in my ear.
"I'm up Seth, and my ass isn't fat," I pouted at him and he laughed.
I got up and stretched, I looked around at the clock and saw it was 6, I'd been asleep on Seth for 30 minuets, poor guy his legs must be numb. I am a fat ass.
All of a sudden Tre burst out, "Let's go out for dinner, my treat." then he went down stairs and waited for us to follow. As we got down stairs the front door opened and Jake came in and kicked off his shoes. He smiled at us then sighed when he saw Tre dangling keys in his face.
He put his shoes back on and waited for Tre to unlock the car.
"So where are we going then?" Jake asked as I climbed in the middle next to him and Seth. Joey and Tre in the front.
"Um, I don't know, Want to go to a posh restaurant and pretend to be Hillbillies?" Tre grinned.
"Sure," we all said at once, I could tell this would be funny.
3 hours later of me pretending I'm pregnant and my brother is the father the restaurant finally kicked us out. Jake, Joey, Seth, Tre and I now sat in a down town burger bar eating and discussing sex positions something I've seldom ever done.
Later at around ten Tre dropped me and Seth at the beach so we could pick up my car.
We said our good byes and I took Seth home. We walked in to find my mom and some fuck face passed out on the couch. I sneered at them then went upstairs, locked my door, plugged in my guitar and turned the volume up loud. I could just about make out the banging of my mom on the door. Around 12 I finally quit and went to bed, happy that I pissed of my mom.
It was Saturday morning, around 11.30 and I just got out the shower. I dried and put on some black shorts a white t-shirt and black sandals. I dried my hair curly and put on some eyeliner. I then went to wake up Seth.
"Seth," I whispered as I poked his sleeping body
"Seth, YO SETH WAKE UP HOMIE!" I screamed in his ear
He moaned and got out of bed then went to the bathroom. I giggled to myself and went to put on breakfast. When I got downstairs my mum and some man were sitting at the kitchen table, talking.
I put on my cheesiest smile, and said good morning. I then got some flour, milk and eggs out the fridge and made some pancakes.
Later on I was sitting at the table with my mum's newest boyfriend discussing politics with him. Which is something I rarely get to discuss, especially with the people my mum picks up at clubs. Her and Seth were clearing up the breakfast plates. When they finished Seth came in and sat down.
"Yeah, but Bush lied about secret prisoner camps. He's such a fucking asshole" I moaned.
And at the mention of Bush, Seth sighed and walked out again. 5 minuets later I heard him on the phone.
Seth's head peaked round the door, "Hey guys sorry to interrupt, but Delilah I'm going over to Jake's. You want to come?"
I considered it and thought I have nothing better to do; "Yeah sure," I said getting up from the table.
I nodded at my mum's boyfriend who I learned was called Steve and then walked out to Seth in the hall.
"Ready?" I asked him and he nodded. We got in the car and I drove us to Jakes.
Later on I was once again sitting on the couch watching my brother playing Tony Hawk.
At least this time Jake was including me.
"I'm sooo bored, can we please do something," I whined, yes I whine a lot don't I?
Jake looked at me and said "Well actually I'm thirsty, come and get a drink with me Delilah," I nodded and got up and followed Jake to the kitchen.
He looked at me, "Um, Delilah"
"Oh call me Dee for short it's easier," I interrupted.
"Well the thing is, you know my dad is in a band. Well I want to learn guitar and be in a band like him. You know make him proud, but the thing is he never has time to teach me. So I was uh well wondering if maybe you could teach me?" he said.
I looked at him. He looked so innocent and sweet.
"Do you have a guitar?" I asked, and he nodded.
"Well then, let's get started," I said following him into his room and watching him slip a green guitar over his shoulder.
