fiometal

Dec 13 2011, 08:50 PM

Disclaimer: The following is a work of totally fiction and not for profit, about Metallica guys and other people. No harm is intended to those involved. I'm not the owner of any song that could appear here.
This story was made for fun, so read it and enjoy it ladies.




Part one


She open her eyes, was still on the plane, 'Ok, you're free now' she thought to herself.

Danna arrived to Los Angeles Airport at night, just with her bag and her favorite guitar, everything was kind new to her in that city, barely she was there years ago, actually she was traveling around the globe since she was a little kid, but she didn't want remember much about that.

She felt somebody passed for her left side running and stole her guitar, she froze. The misterious guy was running away from her, but Danna wouldn't let him escape.


- Hey you asshole! give me my guitar back! - screamed Danna running behind the guy.

- Fuck you! - he said laughing.


The guy crossed a street without looking, and Danna did the same, she was too worried about get her guitar back, that she didn't notice a car that was coming right to her.
PAAAAW!!!! She was hit by that car, Danna was laying in the ground unconscious, the guy who was driving the car was in shock. He got out of the car and went to help Danna, for his luck nobody saw the accident, so he took her with him, took her bag too, put her on his old car and took her to his hotel.

When woke up, she didn't knew where she was, she was laying in a small bed, the smell of pot was flooding the room. Danna sat on the bed and saw a guy sitting on a chair with brown eyes, red/brown hair wearing a jean jacket, Misfits shirt ,and bellbottoms, he was reading a book and smoking pot.


- At last! I thought you were dead - he said with a smile in his face.

- Who the fuck are you? - the fear appeared in her beautiful blue eyes.

- What a sweet words, hey listen, I'm sorry I didn't saw you crossing the street, you appeared from nowhere, I couldn't call the fucking cops because I don't have my drive license, those fuckers took it away from me, please don't call them.

- Yeah whatever, where's my bag? - she stood from the bed but then suddenly felt dizzy and a big headache started.

- Hey watch out! are you okay? - he walked to her, he was so tall - here - he took her bag and gave to her - do you wanna some water or something? - he took her hand and she felt some calluses on his fingers - I'm Cliff by the way.

- Where's the bathroom?

- Right there - said Cliff pointed a door.

- So Cliff... - said Danna taking a look of herself in a mirrow of the bathroom, her brand new brown hair was a mess - you were driving with no license then you hit me with your car, maybe you were smoking pot while you were driving and you don't want me to call the cops? - Danna thought it could be kind funny play the victim role.

- Damn right! so.. please don't - started to said Cliff but was interrupted by Danna.

- So I won't call the cops - Cliff's face was iluminated but just for few seconds - but - continued Danna getting out of the bathroom - let's make a deal.

- Whatever you want baby - Cliff was looking at her ,with a flirtatious smile on his face, approaching slowly more and more to her, she rolled her eyes.

- Don't fucking call me 'baby', my name is Danna - she pushed him back - for God's sake, can't you be quiet?

- Well! then I don't know what do you want - Cliff said, lighting a cigarette and sitting on the chair.

- I need somewhere to stay, I'm new in this city and I don't know anybody here - Danna said looking the floor.

- Uhmm well..let me see - Danna saw Cliff's face, he was deep in his thoughts - okay - he said suddenly - I think there won't be a problem if you stay in my house - Cliff noticed that Danna was looking for something in her bag.

- Here you go - she said giving to him one hundred bucks - I won't live there for free.

- Fuck no! are you fucking kidding me? - Cliff gave her back the money - I hit you with my car so take this as a pay. I'll never accept money from a chick, look I have a gig tonight, when it finish we can go to my house in San Francisco, what do you think?

- Okay but wait.. you said 'a gig'? - Danna was with a big smile and shining eyes.

- Fuck yeah! I'm a metal bass player - he said - we're not the fucking awesome band that I wish but we do our best, do you wanna come to see us tonight? it's on Whisky a Go Go.

- Metal uh?... now we got something in common, of course I wanna go!


They arrived to Whisky a Go Go, Cliff went to to the backstage and Danna went to the bar for buy a beer. She was enjoying the place, drinking her beer until someone stood in front of her, she looked at him, he was cute, with light brown hair but not tall, his green eyes studying every part of Danna's body. She thought he was kind a familiar and funny.