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| A Taste of Eternity; Het, Baby James meets Stephanie... | |
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| Helvi | January 8, 2012, 12:07 pm Post #106 |
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Oh yeeeeeeeeaaaaaah!
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| Lilith | January 8, 2012, 6:48 pm Post #107 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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Finaaaaaaally caught up! Man, Sometimes I wished you didn't update daily! They took a while to admit their feelings for each other. James is so adorable!But now the real thing will begin, now that she is in SF, and soon they'll move out there too. I hope she can cope with their success. Love this!
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| Nah Bruno | January 8, 2012, 7:19 pm Post #108 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Awesome!! Dave's an ass
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| Scorpion Flower | January 8, 2012, 7:34 pm Post #109 |
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Outlaw Torn
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I was missing you around here.
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| Lilith | January 8, 2012, 7:56 pm Post #110 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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:3 Sorry, first I was caught with no time to read with family at home, and then with many many chapters to catch up! But here I am!
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| Scorpion Flower | January 9, 2012, 10:59 am Post #111 |
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Outlaw Torn
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“Mom.” Reality and 2010 checked in again, sorry for this bit. My older daughter is in my room. “Yes.” I told her. “Can I interrupt what you’re doing for a bit, I need to talk to you.” She said. I pulled my laptop to the side and tapped on the bed so she could sit by my side. “What is it?” When I look at her I can’t believe how grown up she is, seems like yesterday she was still a tiny baby that didn’t let us sleep at night and she‘s so grown up now. To make her more comfortable I pulled a strand of her blond hair away from her face. “I’m all ears.” I said. “I want to go to LA for a weekend with Danny.” I raised an eyebrow at her. “Oh mom, please don’t give me that look.” She begged me. “You know your father is gonna say no.” I said. “I know. I just told him and he said a huge noisy NO.” She said almost offended. Honestly, it almost made me laugh. I could hear him say that no to her, she didn’t have to describe it to me so well. “Then what do you want me to do?” I asked her. “I came here to ask you to talk to him, he’ll listen to you mom. Please.” She gave that puppy eyes, that blue gaze of hers cut my heart with a knife, but I was a mother above all. “Andrea, you’re 17 I don’t know if it’s a good idea to let you go alone with a boy for a weekend.” Where in hell have I already heard these words? “But mom, we’re staying at grandma’s.” She argued. “Still…” I said. “Come on mom, if you ask dad nicely he’ll say yes, please.” “I wouldn’t be so sure. I don’t think he’s gonna say yes, I can’t see a way where your father is going to agree with this.” “But Danny is just a friend mom!” She argued again. “I’ve heard that before dear and believe me it wasn’t nothing like that.” I told her. “What are you talking about?” She asked me curiously. “Nothing. Look I’ll see what I can do, but I don’t promise anything.” She gave me a smile and kissed my cheek, leaving the room smiling. She looked so much like him, of all our four kids, she was the one that looked the most like him. He got in my room as soon as Andrea closed the door. “She came to talk to you?” He asked me. “She wants to go for a weekend with her friend.” I told him, trying to make it sound normal. “Friend my ass.” He blurted. I laughed loud. I had to. “They’re staying with my parents, it’s not like they’re gonna share a room.” I said. He gave me a serious look. “Do you really believe in that Steph? First thing the boy is gonna do is sneak into her room as soon as your parents fall asleep.” “She’s already 17, it’s not like we can control all her moves.” “That’s true but I can control it better by keeping her here. I am not letting my daughter going alone with a guy that far.” I smiled. “Why are you so protective of her, you’re not like that with the others.” “Because two of them are boys and the other girl is four years old, I don’t have to worry about that yet.” He made me laugh loud again. “It’s just a weekend.” I said. He crawled on the bed and kissed me. “Steph, no. I am not going to open the way for a boy to get his paws on my daughter in fucking LA. No, now way!” He looked at my laptop. “Still working mysteriously?” He asked. I nodded at him. “Now let me finish it, go check on the kids. We’ll talk about Andrea later.” “She’s not going and this is my final word.” He said firmly before closing the door of our bedroom. I shook my head smiling already alone in the room. Reality and 2010 checked out. Back to San Francisco, summer 1982. “We should let the guys crash here until we leave, they don’t have much money.” James told me. I wasn’t too sure of what to tell him as I didn’t want Dave in my house after what he had done, but I ended up giving in. We picked them up at the motel and they would be crashing in my new house on the couch. They had to divide it but they didn’t mind. I didn’t speak to Dave nor him spoke to me. He knew he was wrong but still he didn’t apologized, not then not ever. First thing they did before they got home was to stop by a liquor store and filled my fridge with beer and other alcoholic drinks. Right there I was pissed because I had an idea of what was going to happen and I wasn’t wrong at all. Still, I expected James to be more careful. We all sat at the terrace, on the ground because I didn’t have any furniture in there yet having a beer. First one and second one I was cool with that, we were all talking and laughing with jokes. “When are we going to see that bass player Steph?” Lars asked me. He was really stocked about seeing Cliff play live. “Tomorrow night.” I said. “Cool.” He blurted with a grin. “I wonder if he didn’t like to join our band since we’re missing a bass player.” he said. “You can always ask him, no is always guaranteed. But, to be honest, I don’t think he will.” My words seemed to affect Dave in a way and I heard his voice directed to me first time that day. “Don’t know why? We’re good. We’re fucking good.” He said, but his tone was rude. I didn’t say anything I just exchanged a glance with James. I could see a bit of reprehend in his eyes but I didn’t care. After the second beer, there was more beer and then more beer. I had stopped drinking a while before. “You’re not drinking.” James told me pointing at my hands. I gave him a pissed look and he looked away right away. He knew what I meant but he decided to pretend he didn’t. After beer, it was vodka’s turn. I was on fire there. I was controlling myself not to say anything, but then I came to a point where I couldn’t avoid it anymore. “Don’t you think that’s enough?” I talked to James and I tried hard for my tone to be normal. Instead of James, Dave answered me. “You can’t control him.” He shot at me. This time I just didn’t avoid silence, first because I was beyond pissed off and second because I just didn’t want to. “I’m not talking to you.” I hissed. Then I gave James my best warning look. “Come on Steph. We’re having fun, here have a bit too.” He told me handing me the bottle. I shook it away. “Your girlfriend is pissed James.” Dave said. Clearly he was provoking me. I saw James giving him a glance that could kill. “She is pissed, she tries to control you, only she can’t and that’s why she’s pissed.” James didn’t say anything nor did I. Lars was quiet as he knew things were gonna burst at any second. James shrugged and had another gulp of the Russian liquid. I got up really fast and walked inside when I was passing by James he lifted his arm and grabbed my wrist. I jerked him away with violence and kept on walking. “Steph…” He called me. I just shut the door of the bedroom on his face without looking back at him. Next second he entered the room stumbling on his feet. That’s how drunk he was. “Steph.” He said. “Don’t say anything. I don’t want to hear it.” I told him. I sat on the bed and curled up surrounding my legs with my arms. “Hey, do you think you can do all that and then I come here and you say you don’t want to hear me. It’s not how it works, you’re pissed I can tell, but you have to listen.” I got up in a second and stood right in front of him. “I am pissed because I asked you not to drink that much and you completely ignored me!” “I am with my friends and we’re having a drink! What’s so wrong about that?” Now he was beginning to yell at me. “Nothing, there was nothing wrong if you could dose the drinks you have with your fucking buddies, only you can’t. You have to drink until you’re almost passed out. I hate that!” I shouted back. “You’re overreacting.” “I AM NOT!” I shouted even louder. “I am not…you asked me to bring them here and I was fine with that. I even stepped on the fact that I don’t talk to Dave just to please you, the only thing I wanted from you was you being able to do the same efforts for me. What have you done? You just fucked up again. You don’t even care.” “I haven’t done anything wrong.” “I DON’T LIKE IT WHEN YOU DRINK THIS MUCH!” I was so furious. “What is the part in this that you don’t understand? I told you he was not a good influence on you and when he instigates you to drink what do you do? You drink, without even making an effort for me. At least, do it for you, with time you’ll be ruined. Bare that in your mind.” “Such drama…” He said sitting on the bed because he almost couldn’t stand. “It’s not drama, it’s reality, it’s the truth only you can’t see it.” “I DON’T HAVE TO HEAR THIS SHIT.” He shouted. I stood still looking at him for a few seconds then I reacted. “You know what? You’re right, you don’t have to hear my shit.” I opened the door of the room. “Get out.” I told him. He got up and stood in front of me. “You can’t be serious.” He said seriously. “I am fucking serious. Get out of the room.” I said again. He didn’t move. “James, get out of the room.” I warned him. He rested his hands on his waist and stood still. I just lost my mind. I grabbed his arm and pushed him out of the room, as he was so drunk the task wasn’t that hard. “Steph!” He said surprised and giving one step inside the room again. I pressed both my hands against his chest and pushed him away. “I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT.” I shouted at the top of my lunges slamming the door on his face right after and locking it. He punched the door. “Steph, open then fucking door!” He said. “FUCK OFF.” I shouted from the inside and crashing in my bed. “Nice girlfriend you have in there man.” I heard Dave saying. I puffed in rage. I could open the door of my room and throw him out of the window. “Fuck you.” James hissed. “She doesn’t like you, she’s just trying to break up with you, probably she has someone else already.” Dave said. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm down. I was boiling and on the verge to throw them all out of the house. I heard James running or taking huge steps. Then I heard Lars shouting. “James calm down man.” He told James. “Are you gonna hit me because of a chick?” Dave said. “If you say anything about her again, my fist is gonna meet your jaw and not in a nice way.” James hissed. “I love her and she’s my girl, if I have to chose between you and her, I’ll chose her. You hear me? I’ll sleep on the couch, you two can kiss my ass, I won’t divide, there’s plenty of space on the floor.” He said. I almost laughed. He was so rude. I don’t know if they passed out but there was silence all of a sudden. I changed to my pajama and snuggled alone in the bed. Not what I had in mind for my first night in a my new house but circumstances dictated it that way. |
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| Helvi | January 9, 2012, 12:28 pm Post #112 |
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Frantic
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Ah goood ine! I like it. Good written. More? |
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| Voxx | January 9, 2012, 1:03 pm Post #113 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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Amen to that. Good riddance to Dave. He's starting to annoy me. I hope Kirk comes a long soon enough
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| Nah Bruno | January 9, 2012, 2:04 pm Post #114 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Poor Steph. We all know James will take a loooong time to put his shit together
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| Izzy | January 9, 2012, 7:07 pm Post #115 |
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Outlaw Torn
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I liked how James defended Steph from what Dave said/continued to say about her. Dave was so rude, he is getting on my nerves right now! Anyway, James is still really caring, despite his rising problems with alcohol.
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| Lilith | January 10, 2012, 1:34 am Post #116 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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Loved that jump in time, lol Jealous daddy? :3 Hahaha, James does the right thing standing by his girl.
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| Scorpion Flower | January 10, 2012, 8:13 am Post #117 |
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Outlaw Torn
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I woke up feeling thirsty and terribly hungry. I blamed myself for not having any food in the house yet. I just wanted to eat. I stayed still in bed for a moment thinking if I should shower and then go to the supermarket or have a glass of water and then shower and shopping. My mouth was dry, I decided t get up and have a glass of water. I stopped before opening the door trying to hear some noise coming from the living room, everything was silent so I assumed they were still sleeping. I didn’t want to face James, at least not yet. I opened the door gently trying to avoid as much noise as I could, my plans of avoiding James went down the gutter as soon as the door pried open. He was standing looking out at the window and looked back at me when he felt the door opening. We shared a momentarily glance but I looked away quite fast. I opened the cupboard and picked a glass and opened the water. I felt him sitting in a bench near the counter I knew he was looking at me but I stayed with my back turned to him. When I finished I put the glass in the sink and gave a step to go back to my room and pick up some clothes but he called me. “Steph…” He said almost in a whisper as if he was afraid. I didn’t reply but looked into his eyes. “Are you still my girlfriend?” He asked. I was still angry. “I don’t know.” I told him dryly. I saw his eyes opening even more and a small panic look in his face. My back didn’t bent over that, I remained firm. “You’re not serious.” He said, his voice came out in trembles and he choked a bit. “Just leave me alone.” I told him turning my back on him quite fast because I knew that if I stood there a few more seconds I wouldn’t resist his puppy eyes begging for attention and caresses. I closed the door of the room with strength and I felt tears invading my eyes but I needed to be strong, I needed to scared him. I wasn’t sure if that was the right technique but I had to try everything I could. I had to test all my weapons and somehow I felt that putting our relationship in danger it would make him think. I picked some clothes and then got out of the room, he was still sat at the same place with his head resting against the counter and his arms surrounding it. Still I was strong enough not to go there and pet him. I closed the door of the bathroom and opened the water and then I cried. I cried because it was not my intention to break up with him I just wanted to punish him but I also cried because, and even though I was too young, I realized I was buying a war. But he was my James and I loved him, I just couldn’t give up on him so easily. I couldn’t walk out on him. After taking a long shower to calm myself down and free myself from the crying I dried myself, got dressed and then I went to my room to pick up my wallet. He was still there, at the exact same spot in the exact same position. There I began to think maybe I had exaggerated a bit. Dave and Lars were still passed out on the floor. “Where are you going?” He asked me as I passed by him towards the door. He lifted his head to look at me. His eyes were swollen and all red, he had been crying. I looked up at him and gulped. I was not expecting that and seeing him like that made my heart crack. “I’m going to the supermarket down the street, I’m starving, I need some supplies for breakfast.” “Can I go with you?” He asked. I didn’t have the courage to tell him no. At that point my mind was shouting “Jamie, I didn’t mean it.” but I couldn’t turn my thoughts into words, or I was determined not to do it. I just nodded and he got up, following me. We didn’t talk. We walked along in silence, we made the shopping in silence and we returned back home in absolute silence. It was like that during the rest of the day. I only talked to Lars. We hung around town the whole day, visiting places, we had lunch at a small restaurant near the Golden Estate Bridge, we rested in a park and fed some ducks. The day was calm, no beer, no other type of booze, just the regular teenagers walking around and having fun. Apart from all the controversy the day was pleasant. James didn’t try to talk to me, not even once or as he tried to approach me. He understood I needed space and he respected it. Another step of him that showed some maturity, he knew that if he kept chasing me it would make me even madder, so he decided to let me be and deal with my rage. One point for him. It worked, at the end of the day I wasn’t talking to him because I wanted him to do it. Pride! I know, but I also knew I was right, and it was all for his benefit. But if he had tried to talk to me I would have replied him and the rage was all gone. I was calmer, so the distance and space he had given me worked perfectly. After dinner we went to the club where Cliff’s band, Trauma, was playing as we had settled the day before. The place was packed as usual and there James wasn’t so relaxed as during the day. Of course there were some guys around me and I saw him narrowing his eyes at them in a menacing way but without saying a word. He had his right so I didn’t bother. Lars was in awe while watching them playing. Dave was behind Lars and James stood behind me like a guard. Even the way he was standing showed that. Really straight, arms crossed on his chest and his head rotated everywhere trying to avoid a more courageous guy to come near me. He could be so cute. I caught myself glancing at my back some times, once I even looked straight into his face but he pretended he didn’t notice keeping his eyes on the stage. “The guy is absolute awesomeness.” Lars told me. I laughed. “Didn’t I tell you?” I replied to him He nodded franticly and smiling. A huge grin was on his face and I knew right there that Lars was going to propose him to join Metallica. “I am gonna do it Steph.” He told me confident. That was one good thing he had. When Lars had a goal he pursued it has hard he could. He didn’t know the expression “giving up”. “Good luck.” That’s all I said. James was avoiding drinking, I also realized that. I saw Dave go to the bar several times to load himself and James refused it each time. So, my plan was working, that was what I wanted him to do and to understand. When the show was over we waited for Cliff to come to us. He didn’t take long, when he saw me he smiled at me and came talk to me. “Hi there!” He said greeting me with two kisses. James narrowed his eyes at him again, this time not even bothering if I was seeing it. “Great show Cliff, congratulations.” I told him. Then he greeted James and I introduced him to the other two. There I forgot, for just that second, that I didn’t talk to Dave, as it was a band thing I introduced him as well. The guys talked about music for quite some time, I could tell there was some chemistry between them and that Cliff was enjoying their company. James was not so much into the conversation. I was silent while they talked and innumerous times James stared at me. I think he was on the verge to break the silence established between us since that morning. Then Lars just blurted out the question. But he was smart, first he eased Cliff into talking to him, then he made him feel good by flattering his work and then he made his proposal. “Look, we’re missing a bass player, how would you like to play with us?” He asked. All our attention turned to them. Even me and James. “But you guys are down in LA!” Cliff exclaimed. “I know, but try to see it, we already recorded a track in a metal compilation, everyone knows about us and I am quite sure soon we’ll have a record deal. We need someone like you though” I was proud of my friend. He sure was a business man. He knew what to say at the right time. Cliff stood quiet and silent for a while and then spoke. “On one condition, you guys have to move to San Francisco ‘cause LA sucks major balls.” Cliff said. “Yes!” James blurted out of the blue. My eyes flew to him surprised. “We’ll move to San Francisco.” He affirmed. “We will?” Lars asked him with his mouth opened. Dave was the only one who remained silent. I guess he was ok with whatever the boys decided. “San Francisco is the thing man!” Cliff told Lars. Lars exchanged a look with James and James smiled at him. It was obvious at that moment for all of us why James was so willing to move there, because I was going to be there too. Lars looked at Cliff again and shrugged. “What the fuck, ok!” He exclaimed. “Then, we need to celebrate this.” Cliff said. They all went to the bar followed by me, James had his first beer of the day. But I guess one is ok. They were all talking about plans and future gigs and guitars and riffs enthusiastically. James’s eyes were shinning, I think he was so happy there. I decided to let them talk and I went outside for a bit to catch some fresh air. I was sat at the bench right in front of the club when I saw James coming out too. I saw him looking to the right side and then to the left, he was looking for me, he looked again at both sides and finally he saw me right in front of him. We stared a bit at each other before he crossed the street and sit by my side. He took a deep breath before talking. “Are you still my girlfriend?” He asked me. I wasn’t expecting that question. I guess he had been struggling with it the whole day, I decide to joke. “I don’t know.” I said. I regretted immediately my joke when I saw the semblance on his face hurting. James cupped my face between his hands and rested his forehead against mine. “You can’t walk out on us like that.” He said desperately. I was about to speak but he was so desperate that he kept going. “I love you Steph and I know you love me too, otherwise you wouldn’t give a shit about what I do, and you care. You can’t just give up so easily. I didn’t even drink tonight, see I can control it and stop whenever I want. Please, please, please give this a chance.” I believed in him. I was young and innocent, what did I know about addictions and alcoholism and touring and being a rock star. Nothing. So, I believed him and I really thought he could stop. “Jamie…” I called him. “Please Steph, this can’t be it for us. I love you so much.” He said, not even realizing my hands roaming under his shirt just when I rubbed my nose in his he stopped and all of a sudden he smiled. “If you’re not my girlfriend why are your hands under my shirt?” He teased. He was smiling but I still felt him tense. “I hate you so much.” I said in a whisper. I hated him, in a good way because I was powerless to resist him. “I never told you this Steph, but every time you tell me that you turn me on so much. When you’re really mad and you yell that at me, I just want to…” He paused. “Well, you know.” I laughed at his confession and flashes of our fights where I have yelled these words at him ran through my mind. I parted my lips willingly waiting for his, he kissed me, his arms pulled me to him strongly while our lips exchanged a passionate kiss. So, James ended up moving to San Francisco together with his band mates even before I did. These twists in life are really funny. We were both struggling with the fact that we were going to be apart when I had to go to college and I was the one ending up alone the rest of the summer in Los Angeles. He stayed at my apartment and Dave and Lars managed to rent a house together. In October I moved in as well. James and I began to live together even before we reached our twenties. Young, wild and full of dreams and goals. The doctor and the rock star. Little did we know how we both would collapse at the cost of our own dreams. |
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| Helvi | January 10, 2012, 12:30 pm Post #118 |
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Wow great! But the ending bothers me... |
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| Nah Bruno | January 10, 2012, 2:50 pm Post #119 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Really well written! And the end is kind problematic
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| Lilith | January 10, 2012, 6:01 pm Post #120 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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lol Indeed sometimes things are not how they were supposed to be. Although we expected James to eventually move to SF. Loved this chapter... I love how Steph and James interact... would have liked to read what he makes her want to do... Agree, last sentence worries me...
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Loved that jump in time, lol Jealous daddy? :3 Hahaha, James does the right thing standing by his girl.

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