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| How We Became Fire; Het, REPOST from a year ago.James and ADE. Love, hate, love... | |
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| Nah Bruno | December 27, 2011, 2:49 pm Post #16 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Yeah, Metallica would be fine! I love this!
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| Izzy | December 27, 2011, 6:31 pm Post #17 |
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Outlaw Torn
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That was great! :horns2 Can't wait for the next part!
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| Karla Hetfield | December 28, 2011, 10:08 am Post #18 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Good to read this again. One of The best stories i've Ever read! |
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| Lilith | December 28, 2011, 1:21 pm Post #19 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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Finally catching up! :3 You know I love this story. Haha! My favorite part is coming up. Man, James and Ade are so great together...
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| Scorpion Flower | December 28, 2011, 2:46 pm Post #20 |
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Outlaw Torn
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My work with Defying Control was done in 3 weeks as I had imagined which left me a week off until that supposedly work Danny told me about came around. The events in London were left on the back of my mind as time went by, just like I had supposed it would. It crossed my mind now and then but I kept myself busy enough not to think about it much. During my week off I spent the big bucks I had earned with the punk rock band decorating my living room. I loved to spend time redecorating my house and I was happy I had enough money to do it. My life wasn’t always this comfortable. After my parents died, I was alone in the world. I didn’t have family in the States and as I was an American citizen so I was put into foster care. I had a hard time in there, girls bullied me all the time because I prettier than they were, I never understood why as I never thought I was pretty. When I was 18 I left that place and never came back, not even for a visit. I didn’t keep friends from there, I didn’t like anyone in there and no one liked me back. This is why I am never attached to anyone, this is why I have a hard time giving affection because I never knew what that was after my parents died and you forget all about it when you have to stand up by yourself in the world. When I left the house I was living in I had a tough time, I knew what I wanted to do for a living but I had to work in several places to have money to study and live on my own. I fought hard to be where I am today and that’s why I value my freedom so much. I never had friends. I made friends when I began to work in my field. I can count on the fingers of one hand the friends and people I really trust I have. I have professional connections and a lot of people I know but when it comes up to real friendship and trust, there’s only a few but good ones, I must say. I don’t mind, it suits me well. So the month passed, and I had a total new living room that pleased me much. I had replaced my red couches for black ones and bought matching furniture. My house was now decorated in dark and silver tones. Danny called meanwhile booking the meeting, it seemed like the job was coming over after all. I got really excited and when the morning arrived I felt actually nervous and excited about it. A huge band was all I wanted to give that jump professionally. I couldn’t complain about the money I already had but more is always welcome and most of all professional success was all I was looking for. I am rather perfectionist so I always want to do more and do it well. That morning I got up really early not to get there late. I had a relaxing bath in my hot tub and got dressed in my best black dress. I wanted to impress and I even put some makeup. After looking at myself in the mirror to check out if I was looking alright I left my house blasting music in my radio. The traffic helped and I got there even before the tour manager was there. Danny greeted me visibly excited and I felt him nervous as well, I got the feeling that was gonna be a good deal for him too. He owned the company. When the guy arrived I was totally surprised by his simplicity. He showed up in black jeans and black shirt. His hair tied up in a pony tails and I could tell he was Californian by his accent when he greeted me. Danny took us to the meeting room and asked for coffee. I sat right in front of Danny with Tobi, the tour manager by my side. I studied him for a bit, trying to guess if I had seen him before and for which band he was working but I came to the conclusion I had never seen him. “Well, since the three of us are already here I think we can begin.” Danny announced. My heart began to race franticly, I was more excited than I ever thought. Tobi looked at me and smiled. “Adriana, I have been following your work and I think you are a great professional.” He began. I thanked him proud with his comment. “Given that and as this band I am working with is missing a sound engineer for this leg of the tour I thought about you because I think you are good enough to do it with perfection. Danny said you were available?” He said. I nodded. “Yes I am. But what band are we talking about?“ I asked him. My heart racing even more, now I was going to get the answer. “Metallica.” He said. My heart stopped beating. Suddenly images of me and James came instantly into my head and I felt my palms sweating, this couldn’t be real, this couldn’t be happening. “James and Lars must be arriving in here, they need to be here as well.” He told me. There I panicked. James was coming there? What? That couldn’t be…I didn’t want to see him. I couldn’t see him. My head began to spin, I just wanted to leave the place, to tell the truth I just wanted to run and hide. I didn’t want to see James and I didn’t like what I was feeling. “Ade? Are you alright?” Danny called me taking me off my panic trance. I must have looked pale and scared. I turned my head to look at Danny and I really wanted to tell him something but nothing came out of my mouth. I got up from my chair and finally I was able to speak. “I’ll be right back.” I said. I needed to get out of that room and catch some fresh hair. I made it to the door and took my hand to the knob to open it but someone from the outside did it first. Dora opened the door and Lars and James were right in front of me. Lars smiled instantly but James looked at me like he was seeing a ghost. He was looking pale too and tense. There was not a trace of a smile on his lips and I could understand why, he was feeling the same as I was. “Adriana! What a surprise!” Lars exclaimed. I forced myself to smile and shake his hand. Then I stretched my hand at James who gave me his hand without saying a word or smiling a bit. Yes, James Hetfield was as rigid as a stone. “Well since we are all here now, I think the meeting can begin.” Danny said. Lars and James sat each one on one side of Danny. “This is the sound engineer I want to work with us on tour.” Tobi told them. Lars smiled again but James opened his eyes wide. “What?” He exclaimed. “I have been following her work and she’s good.” Tobi added. “Her? She’s coming on tour with us?” James asked again. The news hitting as hard as it hit me. We were surely on the same boat, I could tell. “Do you have anything against it?” Lars asked him. James shot a look that could kill at Lars and he wanted to say something but remained in silence. There was not much he could say. The reason was unknown to everyone in that room. Then he looked at me, I could not take his eyes. I had never planned to see him again and there he was right in front of me, scrutinizing me with his blue eyes once more, but this time they were ice cold. I was also in an uncomfortable situation, I could only think of disappear and never come back to that meeting. I decided to get up again and ran from that situation and most of all from his blue gaze. “I am sorry but I really need to go to the toilets.” I said excusing myself. I got out of there almost running but I still had time to hear James saying he had t leave for a while too. In the bathroom I took several deep breaths and walked around for a bit to calm myself down, all of a sudden I heard the door of the bathroom opening violently. I turned around to find James walking in like a tornado. “What are you doing here?” I asked him. “That is my question! What are you doing here?” He asked me not in a friendly tone. “I work here.” I answered him knowing the purpose of his question. “You can’t accept this job.” He warned me. “I don’t intend to accept it. What? Do you think I knew about it?” James leaned against the basin looking at me as if he owned the world. “I didn’t know anything about it. I found out about it just now.” I explained. “You expect me to believe in that?” He narrowed his eyes at me. “What? Do you think I am coming after you?” I said indignant. That could not be true. He could not be implying that. But he just crossed his arms on his chest looking at me. I opened my mouth in surprise. “I am certainly not after you.” I said. “It’s not what it looks like.” He shot. It was my time to narrow my eyes at him. He was walking on thing ice, he was at the verge of pissing me off extremely bad. “Listen you idiot just because we had some sort of an adventure doesn’t mean I am after you. I certainly am not! I couldn’t care less, I almost don’t even remember it anymore. I am as surprised as you are just so you know.” “Then you are gonna get in there and say you’re not accepting it.” He said almost as a order. I didn’t take orders from anyone. I stopped taking them a long time ago. “Says who?” I defied him crossing my arms same way he was. I looked straight into his eyes, James strayed his gaze quickly, there I saw I bothered him and I smiled to myself. “Says me, the leader of the band.” He added shortly. I laughed loud and ironically. “I couldn’t care less. Take your head out of your ass, I also don’t want to go so stop acting like you are dictating the rules.” I smiled at him and decided to play a bit just to see how he reacted. I took two steps in his direction. “Are you afraid of having me around?” I provoked him. James took the same two steps back. “Stay away from me.” He said. I smiled again. Yes, he was also afraid of me, I liked the feeling of ruling a bit and took another step towards him. “No one tells me what to do.” I still teased. James took another step back, he was for sure running from me. “I am telling you I don’t want you there.” He said firmly. With that he turned his back at me completely and abandoned the bathroom. I took a deep breath to calm down. My blood was rushing and I felt my legs shaking. My palms were sweating again, I was a nervous wreck. I waited a few minutes and then came back to the meeting. James was already sat inside and I sat in front of him in the same chair. “So Adriana?” Danny asked me. “This is a good opportunity.” He said. All eyes were on me waiting for an answer. Tobi and Lars had the same look, they wanted me to say yes, James, of course, was waiting for another answer. Like I said no one told me what to do and stepped on my toes and he surely stepped on my toes. “I would be delighted to accept your job offer but the leader of the band doesn’t want me there so I don’t think the deal is viable.” I said. James narrowed his eyes at me, he was not counting with my move. I left all the weight on his shoulders. He would have jumped over the table and grab me from my neck if he could. I could see the hate and rage in his eyes. “James?” Lars looked at him with an inquisitive look. James was hard to play though. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. Maybe she can’t handle it.” He said looking straight into my eyes. It was my time to narrow my eyes at him. “I think I can handle pretty well, if I can remember.” I provoked. “She’s good James.” Tobi said in his innocence. “Mr. Hetfield, Adriana is a great professional.” Danny defended me not aware my professionalism was not on the table. What was being discussed was something else. “Like I said, I can’t go against his will.” I said pointing at him and feeling safe at the same time because I didn’t want to take the job and I knew he also didn’t want me to go, still I wanted to mess around with him since he was being a jerk. “James, do you wanna explain what this is all about?” Lars asked again. I almost laughed and looked at James anxious to hear his answer. James moved uncomfortably in his chair. “I just think she’s not capable, that’s all.” He said. “Mr. Hetfield…” I began. “I don’t think you are capable of judging that since you don’t even know my portfolio.” I teased again. “Since you are so confident…” James spoke, he decided to turn the table over. “maybe you could prove me wrong after all.” He told me smiling. That was a fact, he could fight! It was my turn to move uncomfortably, now there was not much I could say. “If you’re willing to give her a chance, she’ll prove you wrong.” Danny said happily. “Danny…I don’t want to go.” I dropped him the news. I had to be honest at that point. I glanced at James who leaned comfortably against his chair and had the nerve to wink his eye at me. “What do you mean you don’t want to go?” Danny almost shouted. “I don’t want to go ok.” I shouted back. “Our band is a great opportunity.” James said. What the hell was he doing? First he told me not to accept it and now he was almost forcing me to accept it. Lars and Tobi just watched the show with their jaw on the floor. “What are you doing?” I asked him directly not caring about what people would think. “ I didn’t think you were capable, you told me you were, now show me!” He said with his arms in the air. “Are you sure?” I asked him. He nodded. “Ok…” I said completely pissed off, he had forced me to accept it. “Let’s celebrate.” Danny shouted. But I just got up from my chair and ran out of the room. I felt an arm catching me. “You go but you stay away from me.” James told me. “Don’t worry, I don’t even intend to be anywhere near you.” I told him in despise. Lars and Tobi joined us near the elevators. They still had a weirs look on their faces. Without further trouble they all got in when the elevator opened the door. I didn’t ventured myself in sharing the lift with them, shortly Danny appeared behind me. “What was that all about?” Danny asked me. “I fucked him in London.” I delivered the news coldly. Danny simply turned his back at me and went to his office. I just wanted to go back home and pack my bags, destination, HELL. James POV I left that building with my mind speeding a 1000 miles per second. I was angry and pissed and I actually didn’t have a real reason for it, but it drove me crazy when I saw Adraina in that meeting. I didn’t want to see her again or be anywhere near her again. She couldn’t come on tour with us. I know I acted like a complete prick with her but that’s my awesome way of defending myself, old habits don’t disappear easily and I was a jerk when I wasn’t sure what to do in a situation. I came up with the most outrageous behaviors. Lars drove in silence for a while back to our hotel but I knew him too well, he was just finding the best way to pop up the question. “What the hell was that James?” He finally asked, unfortunately I wasn’t wrong and even more unfortunate was that I was still mad so I gave him the answer I didn’t want to give but it was honest. “I fucked her in London.” Lars looked at me and drove another minute in silence. “Shit…” He said. “Yeah shit. Shit is the least you can say about it. Now, let’s forget about what happened.” I said. “Be professional above all.” He reprehended me. “One thing is your adventure, I don’t even give a shit about that but on tour handle it the best way you can. She’s there to work.” “I just want her far from me.” I defended myself. “I don’t think she wants to be near you.” He said laughing. Was he making fun of me? I don’t have to be an expert to realize it, she showed me quite well she didn’t give a shit about me and I only made things worse by playing the creepy Hetfield with her. I don’t give a shit, I am what I am. “Screw her!” I said in a rant. “I don’t understand, if you didn’t want her to go why did you ended up being the one to make her say yes?” I looked at him powerless to explain. Lars laughed again. “Oh wait…you were playing the almighty Hetfield. She was saying it was your fault and you wanted to turn the table over and leave it all to her. You play with fire you get burned Het.” “Fuck you.” I blurted. “And you are pissed off.” Lars laughed again. “You are pissing me off Lars.” I warned him. “You don’t scare me.” Lars teased. “Just shut the fuck up.” I ended the conversation and looked out at my window. I heard him giggling but ignored it. “Hope Francesca isn’t going on tour, she smells far.” Lars said. I just got the opportunity he stopped in a red light and hopped off the car slamming the door violently behind me. I’d rather walk to the hotel. I already had a tough morning, I didn’t need Lars teasing me. I needed to calm down. Why was I so nervous anyway? Francesca wasn’t going on tour, things got even worse during the last month and we were basically separating, still no one knew a bout it. I walked to the beach instead, I needed to cool down. I needed a second plan. |
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| Nah Bruno | December 28, 2011, 3:56 pm Post #21 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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YEAH! Awesome!!!! I loved the scene on the bathroom James can be an ass, for sure :horns2 More when you're ready to post it
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| Lilith | December 28, 2011, 5:54 pm Post #22 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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Oh, man! hahahaha! I love that banter in the bathroom! He got exactly the opposite of what he wanted... haha! Or maybe not...
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| Voxx | December 29, 2011, 1:52 am Post #23 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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I love, love, love this! |
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| Scorpion Flower | December 29, 2011, 10:09 am Post #24 |
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Outlaw Torn
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I drove back home almost like an insane person. I was pissed, I was extremely mad I had to go against my will. Since when I’d bent over someone? I knew that job would be a great opportunity for me but quite frankly I’d rather not take it and I did. I did it because I was provoked and I had that bad habit of not taking shit from anyone. All of a sudden, while driving towards the beach James crossed my mind and I frowned all alone. “Arrrghhh…get out of my head!” I shouted all alone. I decided to call Katy. I took my cell and driving I pressed dial for her number. She answered me at the third beep. “Hi Ade.” She said happily. “Hi.” I said. “Look, you need to pack your stuff, we’re going on tour for a month and a half.” I informed her. Katy was my assistant, so she’d go wherever I was going. “Already? This was fast.” She exclaimed. “So, which huge band is it?” I was quite sure she’d popped the question but I didn’t feel like pronouncing the name Metallica. “Can you meet me in half an hour in my house, you can pack later.” I told her. “You sound concerned Ade, what is it?” “We’ll talk about this later Katy.” I told her. All of a sudden I saw a shadow crossing right in front of my jeep. I pushed the brakes abrupt and violently, I got really scared as I was sure it was a person and I wasn’t even paying attention. My wheels cried out loud enough to Katy hear it on the other side. “Jesus Ade, what was that?” She shouted. I looked to the person right in front of me scared as shit. I’d hit the brakes fast enough not to run over him. Above all persons James was the one crossing the street without even looking. He stayed frozen in front of my car, I knew he recognized me. My hands were shaking and my legs too. “Just meet me at my place.” I said with my voice failing a bit. I hung up the phone the next second. I opened my window and shouted. “Can’t you see where you’re going?” James looked at me and didn’t even bother to answer me, he began to walk again. I took hold of my car again but then he seemed so out of this world that I just parked the car and got out of it. I had to run a bit to catch him. “What’s the matter with you? Crossing the street without even looking, I cold have hit you!” I told him. With his hands shoved in his pockets he turned around to look at me. His face rigid, his lines tense. “I am sorry, now leave!” He said. I don’t know what got into me, instead of turning around and go back to my car, his concerning look got the best out of me and I made a stupid move. “You don’t look good, what happened?” I asked. I decided to put away my thoughts and give him a chance. Like I said I was stupid and he was arrogant. “None of your business. Just stay the fuck away from me!” He exclaimed. “Stay away from me now and stay away from me while on tour. Don’t even talk to me.” I looked at him thinking he was really losing it but his tone and arrogance were too much for me to take. “Fine!” I shouted. “Just be alone! I am stupid I even bothered to come here. You are an idiot, Jesus, I never thought you were such an idiot.” With that I turned around and walked really fast towards my car. Again I picked up a crazy speeding, my house wasn’t that far and I got there even faster that my own thoughts. As Katy wasn’t there yet, I decided to begin packing my stuff. With my bags on the bed I raided my wardrobe choosing the clothes I wanted to take with me. Katy didn’t give me time to do much, she arrived when I had all my clothes still scattered on the bed, but at least now I only had to fold it all very well and put it in the bags. “You look so nervous.” She said crashing down on my new couch. “These look amazing.” She said smiling stroking the leather of the couches. “We’re touring with Metallica.” I blurted out. Katy looked at me silent. “Really?” She asked studying my face. “He was there?” I nodded. “How was it?” “Too bad. He’s such a jerk. Kept yelling at me that I couldn’t take the job, then he basically forced me to take it, I don’t get it. Anyway, I ended up saying yes. We’re gonna have a crazy schedule, there’s too many shows and too many cities to visit.” I began to babble about our work because I thought it was the best way to get rid of all other events that bothered me. “How are you feeling Ade?” She asked me ignoring what I was saying. I took a deep breath. “I am a professional. Obviously what happened in London is not going to be repeated. I don’t mix pleasure and work BUT it seems to me that even if I wanted it, he’d never approach me. The guys hates me for no reason. That was the impression he left me. I don’t care as long as that hate doesn’t interfere with my job.” “I don’t know what to tell you.” “At least, you’re gonna be there…” I said shrugging. I didn’t know what else to tell her. I woke up next morning feeling cranky and with my head pounding. I felt glad that my instructions said to meet the crew at the LAX, crew and not one mention from the band, so I thought we were flying to Miami separated. I intended to keep my distance from him, well, the distance I could because I had to work directly with them during he shows and rehearsals. Katy met me at my place, she left her car parked in my garage and we took a taxi towards the airport. We had to meet them at the gate 39. LAX was the usual mess. I had a hard time understanding what we were doing at the international airport if we were flying domestic, but I guess Metallica played by other rules. After dragging the stroller with our luggage and ran over a couple of people we finally saw gate 39. “Finally!” I muttered. “You’re in a terrible mood Ade!” Katy said. Only little I knew my mood was about to become even worse. I saw a bunch of people, about 20 persons gathered near it. I saw Lars and then I saw James. That couldn’t be real! Until the last second I hoped we were all flying in different flights, only we didn’t, we’d all take the same one towards Miami. I gulped. A guy came to pick up our luggage and then a bus came to take us to the plane. James stayed as far as he could from me and I didn’t venture to go anywhere near him. Lars made the introductions, as I expected they were mostly men even though there was about 3 women in there. They all seemed quite nice I didn’t think I was going to have any type of trouble adapting myself to their environment, except from the guy that was sat right in the front of the bus talking peacefully with Zach. In the bus, and regaining my mental sanity from seeing James so soon again, I noticed the absence of the wives. I tapped Lars’s shoulder that was sat right in front of me. “Isn’t Connie coming?” I asked him. I sure could use another friend with me in that awkward situation. I saw James taking a glance at me when I made the question but I pretended I didn’t see it. “She’s already there.” He said smiling. “Ah good.” I wouldn’t venture to ask James for his, maybe she was already there with the kids too. That’s what I thought. I knew the families usually traveled along with them when the school was closed. The bus stopped in front of our flight, we all climbed the stairs. I left everyone go first so I would be on the back, that way I could see where James was going to sit and choose to sit far from him. Katy found herself a new friend quite fast. She sat with Phil, he managed the meet n’ greets of the band, they were chatting happily almost since we got to the airport. Phil was good looking and I winked at Katy as I passed by her. I was glad she was meeting new people and even making friends. She was like the sister I never had. “Ade, sit here.” Lars said pointing at the vacant seat by his side. I did as he asked, Lars seemed like a nice person and he was a friend of mine boyfriend. “Ready to rock n’ roll?” He asked me already in the air. “Always!” I said excited. Yes, I was excited that was going to work for such a huge band. I had made a lot of mental exercising the night before to keep my other matters away and enjoy this great chance. “We’re not playing in the next two days but we like to go sooner just to get ready for it. We also have some interviews, so you have two days to enjoy the heat in Miami.” “It’s plain and simple. I will go to the beach.” I said. I saw James walking towards us. “Aahh… sorry to interrupt.” He said feeling uncomfortable. “Lars, how many interviews do we have scheduled?” “In Miami?” Lars asked. James nodded. “I don’t know by heart, but I guess two and it’s only tomorrow.” Lars informed. “Good…” James said vaguely. “Isn’t Francesca and the kids coming?” Lars asked him. I felt I was a left over in that conversation. I concentrated on the back of Zach’s head right in front of me not to look up at James. “No.” He said. With that he came back to his seat. I saw Lars looking at me, I knew right there he was aware of what happened between the two of us. James had told him for sure. I felt uncomfortable under the Danish’s stare, so I looked away and our conversation ended. I watched James for a while, he was with his back turned at me so I was safe. I was wondering all the time why his wife was not joining him but there was nothing I could do about it and I also couldn’t ask him. We were not that even intimate to ask. Maybe that was why he was such a different person from the one I had met, that would probably explain his weird behavior, it had to do with his personal life and nothing with me. Five hours later we landed in Miami. It was incredibly hot outside, I felt like I had landed in a different country. It was about lunch time. We headed to a luxurious hotel right in front of the beach, I knew where I was going to spend the rest of my day. In the reception the keys to our rooms were distributed. I found it funny both Katy and I had different rooms. “I could share a suite with Katy.” I spoke to Lars. “Sometimes things get pretty crazy on tour.” I jumped when I heard James’s voice behind me. “You might wanna take someone to your room.” He spoke directly to me, his tone was none but a provocative one. “I don’t sleep around with people.” I hissed. “Really?” He smiled, a sarcastic smile. “Listen…” I said between my teeth but the I refrained myself from continuing that conversation. I leaned a bit over him and hushed. “Fuck you.” With that I picked up my key card and left towards the 11th floor. My suite was too big. The living room had an amazing view over the beach. The blue and calm water almost calling my name. I opened my suitcase and picked up one of my Brazilian bikinis. I put on a white dress, flip flops and tied up my hair in a pony tail. I called Katy’s room. “Wanna come to the beach?” I asked her. “And lunch?” “I bet there’s some restaurants near the beach, we can have lunch there and then get tanned.” “Perfect. I’ll be downstairs in 10minutes.” I smiled sitting back on the couch. I would not let James Hetfield ruin my humor. He wish! Katy and I had lunch alone, just the two of us. We found a salad buffet right in front of the spot we wanted. The place had lounges chairs scattered on the sand and we quickly decided to stay there. They brought us our salads on the beach and we had our meal while we tanned. Soon we saw Kirk and Lars coming out of the water. They waved. “We’re right over there in that shadow.” Lars pointed. “Come on, join us.” We picked up our stuff and walked with him. “Not surfing?” I asked Kirk. “There’s no waves.” He said pointing at the flat sea. Katy coughed and I looked away to where she was looking. James was laid on the sun in one of the lounges chairs. I shuddered a bit at the sight of his body, I confess he was still agreeable to my eyes, despite his terrible humor he was still an handsome man and tasting his salty body crossed my mind momentarily. The moment until we got there and he saw me. I felt bullets craving in my skin coming out from his eyes. “What are you doing here?” He asked. “I was invited, deal with it.” I shot. I was going to play his game. If he wanted to be rude I could play rudeness quite well. I saw Kirk smiling at my answer but he had no idea what the real facts were. “Lars…” He called Lars’s name and looked at him waiting for an explanation. Another proof that Lars knew the whole truth. “Stop being a jerk.” Lars told him. James laid back on his chair and closed his eyes. I raided his body again in seconds with my eyes. So stupid, so rude but incredibly tasty. “Is Connie here?” I asked Lars as I made myself comfortable in the chair. “No, she went shopping with Lani. They spent the whole morning at the beach and now they were not in the mood but you’ll see her during dinner. We are all having dinner together.” I saw James opening an eye to look at Lars, obviously he was not fond of the idea and neither was I. “I am sorry but I already have plans with Katy.” Katy nodded knowingly. She knew I didn’t want to sit at the same table with James. My food could be poisoned, who knows? “Then you will see her tomorrow.” Again Lars didn’t ask my reasons. Soon they all left to the water. James refused the invitation and so did I which meant we were left alone. I didn’t want to talk to him and it was clear when he turned around to lay on his stomach and turning his ass at me that he didn‘t want to talk to me either. What a ass…God the guy couldn’t look better on both sides, his back was just as good looking and his other side. I picked up the sun cream from my bag and began to run it over my body trying to ignore his presence but the air was just too thin. Hearing the noise he turned his head to look at me “Why did you stay?” He asked. “I didn’t feel like diving.” I said shortly. “You should have gone.” He said. I counted to ten but then I didn’t control myself. “What’s your fucking problem?” I asked him a bit louder. James turned around to face me and sat on his chair. “I guess I made it very clear when I said I didn’t want you near me.” “Look, I got that quite well but it also seems pretty clear that we’re working together and staying away is quite impossible. Can’t you just ignore me?” He narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t have to come to this beach.” “I know but it happens that I did. I came alone with my friend I happened to find Lars here and he invited us to join him. We decided to do it so just act cool and deal it. We’re working together. If you don’t want to talk to me then don’t, I couldn’t care less but at least act professionally.” He cracked a laughter. “You are funny.” He added with irony. “What’s your problem? Is this all about what happened in London? You regret it and you don’t know how to deal with it? Put your shit together man. I also regret it and you don’t see me acting around like a jerk. Again, I repeat, you don’t want to talk to me, you don’t want to say hello, I am fine with that. Just act like a professional. Act like a normal and educated human being. I don’t have to put up with your shit. I don’t have the time or the patience.” “You’re just talking shit.” He shot. “Funny thing is you’re the one talking shit, you’re the one with a shitty attitude. Live with the consequences of your actions and don’t give hell to other people just because you can’t deal with it. Don’t be afraid, I am not going to run to your wife saying you slept with me. I am over that. I am here to work and do my work well. Just let me do that and in a month in a half we all be back home and we don’t have to see each other again.” “You want professional?” “I don’t want anything else from you.” “I can be professional.” “Then show me.” I defied him. “I just don’t want to talk to you or see you or be around you when I am in my relaxing time.” I counted to ten again. “Just bare one thing in your mind when in you are relaxing time and you have to deal with my presence…” I told him speaking slowly. “I don’t give a fuck about you. Bare that in your mind and you’ll be able to deal with my presence better.” James turned his rear at me again and I laid back on my chair. Silence came back. “Professional…” He muttered but I decided to just ignore him. |
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| Helvi | December 29, 2011, 11:10 am Post #25 |
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Frantic
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Hmm I have mixed feelings about it, not much my type of story but let's see what's going to happen
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| Nah Bruno | December 29, 2011, 2:08 pm Post #26 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I love love love love fucking love this! I love to see him acting as a jerk, and how they're trying to convence each other that they don't care, when they actually do so badly More tomorrow?
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| Burnout | December 29, 2011, 2:21 pm Post #27 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Awww! I read this fic in my early days of lurking around this forum! Never really read the end I believe, but almost. But I'm going to read it one more time!
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| Scorpion Flower | December 30, 2011, 9:52 am Post #28 |
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Outlaw Torn
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The day of the show in Miami arrived. I was able to avoid James the day before, we haven’t seen each other, much to my happiness . I woke up soon, around 8.30, I needed to get to the venue quite early to make myself familiar with Metallica’s gear and sound. I couldn’t fail, for two reasons, first because they were Metallica and I didn’t want to make a fool out of myself with them and second because I knew James would just love it if I fucked up. I couldn’t fuck up. I had to be perfect. So around 8.30 I took my shower and Katy met me in my suite for breakfast. She also had to be there with me. We sure were going to have one hell of a day and night. “Are you ready for today?” She asked me while she picked up some eggs of the tray. “I’m nervous, if that’s what you want to know.” I said. “I’ve never seen you being so insecure about something.” “I know, but they are huge and I’ve never worked for such a huge band before.” “That or you are scared because James is the front man of the band you’re working with? Why does he scare you so much anyway Ade? I’ve never seen you so scared of a person before.” Katy was right. Somehow James scared me, in a way I couldn’t explain but as she was my best friend I tried to put things as straight as I could. “I don’t know.” I said honestly. “I can’t say that he scares me but he gets on my nerves and I guess that’s what makes things so hard.” “I know none of you was counting on seeing each other let alone work together and be this close the whole time but this is weird. He’s aggressive with you for no reason and I see you shake in front of him. Usually you’re not like that, it seems like he has some power over you or something. I mean, it’s not like you bend over him because you don’t, you’re yourself most of the times.” “He’s rude with me and I have to act the same way with him. I don’t know why he does it, probably he regrets it and he acts like a jerk but I can’t be nice to a person that always has a stone to throw at me no matter what. I get nervous because I am always clueless of what he’s going to do or say to me.” “I understand. You have your point. He’s being nothing but an idiot with you.” She agreed with me. I nodded at her, there was not much more I could say about it. When our breakfast was over we caught our ride to the venue. A closed pavilion with the stage and lights already ready for the night show. “This is your space.” Mick showed the table and the little cabin where I was working. I took a look around me and from there I could see perfectly well the four members of Metallica as I studied their positions on stage. I thanked Mick for everything he showed me and then I took a look around the stage to learn where all the PA’s were and I began to imagine how the sound had to sound like. “Katy, we need to check all the cables.” I told her as I made my perspective in my head. Katy began her first task. Checking all the cables and if everything was plugged in. That would take a while. I came back to my mixing table and studied all their buttons and then which buttons belonged to each member. That was not hard as they were all marked by sections with their names written on it. James was the most fortunate one, he used great part of it compared to the others but that was because he had his guitar and the micros. Around lunch time all the techs were there and it was time to rock n’ roll, at least for us. I began to check the sound while the techs played the instruments. “Kirk doesn’t have sound on his guitar.” I told Katy. “But I checked everything.” Katy told me. She was by my side helping me manage the million buttons. “Kirk doesn’t have sound on his guitar.” I talked in my mic to the guitar tech on stage. He nodded at me and began to check all Kirk’s gear. “Everything is plugged in.” H said. We gave it another try and no sound was coming out of it, well there was this thin sound but not even closed to what it should sound like, soon I realized what the problem was. “Maybe you wanna turn his amp on?” I told the guy laughing. “Sorry!” He told me also laughing. “Tough night ãh?” I joked. “You don’t wanna know! It’s on, let’s check it now.” He informed. The sound came out perfectly and strong as it should be. Katy and I banged our heads for a while hearing the amazing sound of Metallica’s powerful instruments. I was satisfied after an hour and a half, the other part had to be done with the members of the band. “I think we should all get some lunch now.” I said. “Thank god! I am starving, it’s two o’clock already.” Katy complained. We had lunch all together right there at the venue. Metallica had their own catering company and they served our meal. Then it was relaxing time in front of the pool table until all band members were there. Around five o’clock it was time to go back to work, and this time James was already there. I only saw him when I came in my little aquarium, as I called it. He was holding his guitar already and gave me the most intense look when he saw me. Our eyes clicked, touched, but we didn’t say a word. Not hello, not good afternoon, not anything. He was serious, I haven’t seen his smile directed to me not even once since we met again. “I am ready.” I informed them. They all prepared themselves and then began to play The day that never comes. I was adjusting the sound as they played when James spoke on his mic. “I want the sound of my guitar louder.” He said. I nodded not wanting to go against his orders and pushed his button up a little bit, then I waved saying it was ok for them to start again. “See this button here?” I told Katy who watched me attentively. “If he screws up with me I can shut him up in seconds.” I told her with a grin pointing at his mic’s sound button. Katy began to laugh. “You don’t exist.” She said. “I still don’t have enough sound on my guitar.” He said again. I rolled my eyes. The sound of his guitar was loud enough he was trying to pick up on me. “You have enough sound.” I said running out of patience. “If I put your guitar louder we won’t be able to hear Kirk.” I played professionally. James narrowed his eyes at me and began to play again. The other’s followed him. I adjusted Lars’s sound a bit and he gave me the horns as a signal he like it. James began to sing to stop the next second. “My sound is coming out distorted.” He said almost aggressively. I pretended I touched the button but in fact I didn’t do anything. I knew the sound was just fine he just wanted to piss me off. “Check it now.” I said when I finished my performance. “The same.” He shot after trying it. “The sound is fine.” I shot back. “If I say it’s not fine, then it’s not.” He said. “And if I, the sound engineer, say it’s fine then it is.” I hissed. “Wanna be fired?” I looked at Katy and grinned, then I just turned his volume completely down while he was talking shit to me again. Katy began to laugh. “Time to shut him up.” I told her. Anyway, he was aware the sound was coming low and so were the others, until it came off. Lars’s giggled and James just stared at me with his killing blue eyes and resting his hands on his waist. I waved and smiled at him. He looked down and I swear I saw him smiling, but I could be wrong, then he looked up at me again and pointed up with his index finger. I put the button back to its place. He stopped, I made my point and I smiled victorious. After that it was time to talk to which one of them about which special effects they wanted and on which songs. I sat comfortably in a small round table in a improvised meeting room. I was meeting each member at a time, I was a bit nervous I had to be alone in there with James but I tried to calm my selfdown and played with a pen between my fingers waiting for Lars to arrive. I wrote down all his instructions and then one by one they were all done. It was James’s turn. He made me wait at least 15 minutes, I knew he made it on purpose so I decided not to say anything. I had to be the one trying to stop his rude actions. He came in silently with his, now normal, serious look. James sat in front of me with his elbows on the table and with his chin resting on his hands. “So?” He asked. “So…what special effects do you want and where?” I made it shortly. The sooner I ended that moment with him the better. James ignored my question and looked at the bunch of bottles of water standing by my side. “Give me a bottle of water.” He ordered. Yes, he made it sound like an order. I raised an eyebrow giving him an inquisitive look. ”Didn’t you hear me, I want a bottle of water.” He said. “I don’t think I am getting this straight?” I provoked. I was not his maid, if he wanted water, he should take his ass out of his chair and get it, or he could ask nicely. “You’re working for me and if I tell you to give me water you give it to me.” I laughed. “I am a sound engineer I am not your maid. You want water? Come and get it.” I said. We stood staring at each other for a couple of seconds then, just to tease him a bit more, I reached for a bottle of water, I opened it and took a sip, then I put the bottle back on the table and looked into his eyes again. James smiled, not much, but his lips curved a bit. The first time he smiled at me since we got there. “Can you give me a bottle of water, please.” He said. I didn’t smile back but I reached for a bottle and gave it to him when he was taking it I took it back and it was his time to raise an eyebrow at me. “What do you say?” I asked him as you do to the kids when you want to teach them how to be polite. “Thank you.” He played my game. There I smiled and gave him his water. He didn’t open it, he just took the bottle off my hands and rested it on the table. “I do think the mic’s sound should be louder.” He said. “Ok.” I said taking note of it. Then, amazingly, it all went normal with no further incidents between the two of us. He explained what he wanted and I took note of everything he said. With the meeting reaching an end I came back to my sound table and began to mark every single button I should push at the right moment. Then dinner time. Dinner was shared in a larger room than lunch with all the crew and the band members after they came back of the meet n’ greet with the met club fans. Phil came back with them and joined me and Katy in a nice chat. He was a good guy and he was also from LA, so we had a lot to discuss, including places we both shared and liked. I saw James watching me, glancing at me a couple of times during that conversation. He didn’t come near or talked to me since our meeting but I was fine with that and I had an idea that’s how things would be from then on. He was already on his stage clothes, all dressed in black, he looked happy, he was laughing, I loved the sound of his laughter and while he wasn’t looking I couldn’t avoid but to look at him. He was so good looking and I even found him relaxed. He was all pumped up he was going to play again. I saw him look at the time then he looked at me and shouted. “Hey, sound engineer, time to rock.” He said. Lars glanced at him surprised, usually he was the one aware of that. “Can I at least finish my food?” I asked. James just turned around not answering me. “Uh, he’s just ON you all the time.” Connie said. I shrugged as I didn’t want t go into further details. I came back to my position 10 minutes before the show began. When Mick gave me the signal and the lights came down I prepared everything for the big appearance, after Ecstasy of gold was finished I played the entry of Blackned at the PA’s, the band came in when it was their turn. I was working and watching my favorite band play at the same time, I had been able to join two things I loved a lot in one place. I had a great feeling. I was mixing Metallica’s sound live on stage. I felt huge. I couldn’t take my eyes off James while they played. I know I’ve always loved to see him on stage, I loved the leader he was, the power he had but I felt something different that night. I watched him beyond that, I watched every single move of his body, I saw us in London again, that was much beyond music, it happened and I couldn’t deny it. I tried to understand why he was being so rude. We were both on the same boat, I couldn’t understand why he had to act the way he had been acting. James looked gorgeous that night. He played and sing wonderfully, actually the whole band did, they nailed it and so did I. I ended the show feeling relieved I hadn’t missed anything. I didn’t fail not even one bit. Task accomplished, at least, that night. After that we all gathered in a club near the hotel having a few drinks. Connie and Lars came with us straight from the show. James arrived later with Kirk, I didn’t think he was going there. I was dancing with Katy and Phil in the middle of the club, I saw James leaning against a pillar looking at me. My legs began to shake a bit much to my discomfort, I just kept on dancing and having fun and made my effort to ignore his eyes on me all the time. Connie and Lars also joined us. When my beer was finished I left them dancing to the sound of “TNT” by ACDC and went to the bar to grab another one, there James took a few steps and stopped by my side. “See you and Phil became close.” He told me. “He’s nice.” “Quite fast.” He added. Pun intended. “There you are being a jerk again.” I told him turning my gaze straight to his. “Don’t you have better things to do, other than trying to piss me off. If you don’t want to talk to me why coming here?” I asked. He looked at me in silence for a few seconds before he answered me. “I’m gonna do my best to make your life here hell.” He said putting his face closer to mine. I felt my heart jump, I didn’t like it or understood why. I came even closer, that was no safe distance I could tell, my heart pounded even more and I saw James chest coming up and down. When I made my move he tensed. “Stop that.” I told him. “Are you going to sleep with him?” He teased not straying I didn’t stray too. “I might.” I shot even though I had no intention of doing it. Lars approached us. “Is everything alright between you two?” He asked us. We both turned our heads to look at him. “Your front man doesn’t know how to keep the distance.” I talked to Lars. “Don’t you dare to play funny with me.” James said losing his grip and grabbing my arm. I jerked him away. “Now I am the one who tells you to stay the fuck away from me.” I told him, then I just came back to Connie, Phil and Katy, shaking that is. James was running out of line. James POV “What the fuck?” Lars asked me after Adriana left. “What?” I told him pretending I didn’t know what he was asking me about. “You’re being a dick, can’t you see that? Leave her alone.” “She had no right to come here.” I told Lars. I know I was being a jerk but I honestly felt that way. I felt she was invading my space and that was not supposed to happen. I looked at her dancing, she was so young, so pretty and I didn’t like the fact I liked that. I didn’t like the fact I couldn’t get through to her. I didn’t like the fact I was so indifferent to her. I wasn’t used to that, I always had the spotlight on me. “James…” Lars called me. I turned my gaze off Adriana and looked at him. “Why are you looking at her?” “I’m not looking at her.” I said. “Yes you were, I am not blind. I think something weird is happening. You slept with her, let it go. Do you want to sleep with her again?” That question hit me in surprise. I looked at Lars incapable of answering his question, he opened his mouth. “Oh God…you want to sleep with her again!” “I didn’t say anything like that.” I defended myself. “You didn’t have to. Your eyes just told me that. Let her go man, she’s not into to you.” Lars wasn’t giving me no news but the fact he mentioned it pissed me off. “You don’t have to tell me that ok?” I shouted a bit. “I know she doesn’t want it but I didn’t say I wanted it. Stop acting like you own the truth, you know nothing. I don’t want anything from her, anything. I want distance. I hate her, I don’t like her.” “You need to put your shit together. What I think is that you’re in denial and unless you get things straight in your head you won’t be able to deal with this. You’re married! Think of that.” With that Lars left quite fast leaving me no space to answer him. Again my eyes dropped on Adriana still dancing. Every single move of her body made my own shudder. She was gorgeous. I shook my head to take the dirty thoughts away. Getting myself involved with her would be a huge mistake since we were working together and a big plus in this…I didn’t want to get involved with anyone, I was separating and that was hurting enough. Adriana glanced at me but strayed her eyes as she saw me looking at her again. I saw hate in her eyes, I was making her hating me and why did the fuck I care? I didn’t care, she could hate me. |
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| Nah Bruno | December 30, 2011, 4:53 pm Post #29 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Stop being a bitch James! I think he just wants it because he can't have. Oh boy More tomorrow?
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| MetalliRex | December 30, 2011, 7:37 pm Post #30 |
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Bad Seed
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Heh-heh this is awesome!
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