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| St. Anger; (A TINY bit of slash) my first slash, so bear with me. Takes place during SKOM doc. | |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 16, 2012, 9:05 pm Post #16 |
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Thanks! I dunno how i came up with Lars tossing Kirk over his shoulder. I could just picture Lars carrying Kirk around on his shoulder and was like;"Ho-ly shizz.... I HAVE to use that in a chapter!" |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 17, 2012, 12:15 pm Post #17 |
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ALRIGHT Here is the chapter you have been not-so desperatly waiting for!Chapter Five ~The Next Day~ "Lars. He isn't gonna fucking show! So stop pacing! Its fucking annoying!" Bob yelled. Lars knew it was annoying, but he couldn't wait for Kirk to come. "He's gonna show... He'll be back." Lars said. As soon as he said that,he saw Kirk walk into the therapy room. "Told ya he's back!" He said to Bob. Bob rolled his eyes."Whatever." He muttered. "Money?" Lars asked. "We didn't fucking bet on it!" Bob protested. Kirk sat down and Lars sat beside him. Bob shrugged and decided to take Lars' old spot. Phil strode in the room with a purple bathrobe on. "Everyone looks mighty happy today!" He exclaimed. Kirk snorted, and Bob rolled his eyes. Lars was the only one that was pleasantly happy today. Lars was happy for one reason, and only one reason. Kirk was back. Maybe not back to normal yet, but he liked having Kirk around. It made Lars feel happier when Kirk was there. During the therapy session, he couldn't stop grinning. Kirk looked at him and chuckled. Bon looked at the two of them and rolled his eyes. 'What the fuck's their problems?' He asked himself. ' They're probably high.' He concluded. "So when you're-" Phil started. Kirk yawned loudly. He grinned at Phil. Lars snorted and started laughing. Which made Kirk start to laugh too. Bob smiled. Then started laughing also. Phil got so pissed off, he left the room. Leaving the three guys laughing there. "O-oh! L-look! H-he H-he left!!" Lars yelled between laughs. "Y-yeah! I-I must've p-pissed him off!!" Kirk laughed. " I'm gonna k-kill you guys!" Bob said, trying to sound stern between his laughs. Phil walked back into the room, hoping that Kirk, Lars, and Bob were done laughing. But to his non surprised mind, they weren't. He watched as Lars fell down on the couch and curled up into a small laughing ball. Kirk (who was leaning on him for support) Fell on top of him, which made them both laugh even harder. Bob fell of the chair with a huge "FUCK!" and got back up. "Why don't we stop laughing like ten year olds and get our asses outta here?!" He yelled. Kirk and Lars got up, and walked slowly to the exit, still laughing. ~Later~ Kirk opened the door to his house. "How was your day?" Lani asked. "Fan-fucking-tastic!" Kirk replied. "For real? Or sarcastically...?" Lani pondered. Kirk grinned. "No sarcasm this time, Lani, I assure you." Lani smiled. It looked like the old Kirk was back today. She figured she had to enjoy it while it lasted. "Anything new?" Kirk asked. "Yeah. Some asshole at work was hitting on me." Lani growled. "The same one?" Kirk asked. She nodded her head yes. "He won't leave me alone." Kirk shook his head and grinned. "Ok. All you hafta do, is walk up to him all flirty like. Just act like you want him. Then do a little shit talk, like 'oh I like you..blah blah'-" Kirk started. "What the hell has that gotta do wi-" "Woh! Let me finish! Then when he asks to take you out somewhere, kick 'em in the balls and say 'Go fuck yourself, Mothafucka!' then walk away." Kirk finished, smiling. Lani laughed. "Where in the name of hell do you come up with this shit?" She asked. "Honestly. I had a dream about it." Kirk replied, seriously. Lani grinned and shook her head. "Was that when you were high?" she asked. "Most likely." Kirk replied, grinning like a fool. The two had supper, and watched the movie Dracula. "The book isn't even scary." Kirk commented. "it's a bit boring." "Well so is the movie." Lani yawned. "Want me to put in a different one?" Kirk asked. "Sure." Lani replied. Kirk took Dracula out of the DVD player and scanned his collection of horror movies for a good one to watch. He stopped when he saw the movie Dawn Of The Dead. He remembered Cliff giving it to him. "Ah! Shit! I forgot I already have this movie!" Cliff exclaimed. Him and Kirk had just got back from the store. Cliff's eyes were filled with mischief as he winked at Kirk. Kirk chuckled. Cliff held out the DVD to him. "You want it? Coz you can have it! It'll be cool in your collection." Cliff persuaded the guitarist. Kirk took it hesitantly. "You sure?" Kirk asked. "Positive." Cliff replied with a silly grin on his face. "Kirk. You alright?" Lani asked, forcing Kirk to come back to reality. "Yup. Just trying to find a movie." Kirk lied. He looked back at Lani and smiled a reassuring smile. Then continued looking for a movie. 'Friday The Thirteenth? Nah... There's a Jason in it...' He thought. "Aha! Here we go! Nightmare On Elm Street! Freddy Krueger!" Kirk exclaimed. He pulled out the DVD and put it in. About twenty minutes into the movie, Lani laughed. Kirk glanced over at her. "I just remembered the first time we watched this movie." She chuckled. Kirk laughed recalling the memory to. "You almost pissed your pants, you were so scared." Kirk laughed. After the movie, the two went to bed. Neither of them woke up 'till the morning. |
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | April 17, 2012, 1:12 pm Post #18 |
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Hehehe, I love Kirk's advice to Lani on dealing with that bloke where she works
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 17, 2012, 6:24 pm Post #19 |
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Thanks! I got over my Damn friend; the writers block! Sometimes, I dunno how I come up with half the sh.. Er stuff, I put in my chapters!
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| Jik Hyun | April 18, 2012, 11:28 pm Post #20 |
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love kirk and lars giggling like demented school girls. canna wait til more. |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 20, 2012, 4:08 pm Post #21 |
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Lol thanx! I'm starting the next chapter now! |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 22, 2012, 9:55 pm Post #22 |
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Hello hello! Thanks for all the comments! The part in this chapter where Lars Is talking to Bob, I just made up the names cos I was too lazy to look it up in the actual documentary. I sadly Don't own anything to do with Metallica! Please enjoy! Chapter Six Kirk wasn't exactly psyched When Lars asked him to go with him to see Jason's band play a week later. Kirk really didn't want to go, but he didn't want to seem like a dick for not going with his friend. Kirk saw Lars get out of the car he came in. He had his 'what the fuck was I thinking?' face on. Kirk chuckled. He found it very amusing. Lars looked around. 'Where the hell is my cute little guitarist?' he thought. He suddenly stopped. 'wait...did I just think that?' He asked himself. "Lars! Over here!" Kirk yelled. Lars' whole expression lit up when he heard the guitarist. He ran over to him instantly. Kirk didn't see him heading towards him and looked around. "Where is that little Danish-" He started. Lars came up behind Kirk. He jumped on him and hugged him. "Ah!!" Kirk jumped. "You called?" Lars asked. "Yup." Kirk replied, looking behind him and grinning."Lars. Ya might wanna get off. We don't want Bob to get the wrong impression..." Kirk told the drummer. "Aw... But Quirk...!" Lars whined. Kirk looked behind him, trying to glare jokingly at Lars. Lars got off right when Bob came over. "Lars...were you just-" He started. "No! I wasn't!! Seriously, Bob! You need to get some glasses!" Lars cut him off. Kirk chuckled. The three guys went inside. They got in for free, because they're famous. They stood in front of the stage and waited for the gig to start. "This feels really weird." Lars muttered to Kirk. Kirk grinned and nodded. The gig started, and Kirk was feeling a little nervous. 'shit... What's wrong with me?' He wondered. Lars looked over at him, noticing his friend's uneasiness. "Hey. If Hetfield comes back, don't tell him we were here." He muttered to Kirk. "We don't want to give him a heart attack." Kirk grinned, still looking ahead at the stage. He saw the documentary cameras. 'will they ever leave us alone?' he pondered. Jason came out last. Kirk tensed. 'Dammit. What if he sees us?!' He panicked. Lars put a hand on his shoulder, making him jump. "Relax, Kirk. I doubt he's gonna notice us." Lars assured him. "Y-yeah. I guess you're right." Kirk replied. But Jason did notice them. He kept throwing secretive glances over to them, making Kirk startled. 'fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfu-' "Dude. The gig's over." Lars said, throwing Kirk back into reality. Kirk looked around. "Oh." He stated. "Yeah! 'Oh.' is right! C'mon!" Lars yelled, dragging Kirk backstage. They found some of Jason's bandmates. Kirk greeted them fairly nicely, by saying: "Hey! How's it going?" and, "You guys did good out there." "Do you know where Jason is?" Lars asked at last. "n-no. I think he already left!" One of them said. "Thanks." Kirk muttered, and he speed walked towards the exit. Lars and Bob didn't see him leave, so they stayed in the theatre area, watching the roadies clean up. "I cant believe he focking left the building." Lars sighed. "Yeah. We show up backstage and the star of the show is gone!" Bob joked. Lars laughed. Bob's eyes wandered around the stage. "Hey! There's Mike!" He said. Lars gave him a questioning glance. "Hey Mike!!" Bob yelled. He was ignored. "See! Even he's flipping me off!" He cried. Lars laughed. "Oh wow. There's Jim. And John..." Bob trailed on. "You know a lot of people here." Lars remarked. "Welp. I've worked with a lotta people. You seem to know everybody when you're fat and old!" Bob joked. Lars sighed. "His band was good." He said. "Jason's? Yeah. They were pretty good." Bob agreed. "Sometimes I just don't know. I can't keep my focking band together. I start records and don't finish them... I focking- ugh!" Lars ranted. He held his head in his hands. "Jason's the future, Metallica's the past!" ~meanwhile~ Kirk walked outside to the back. "Fuck!" He yelled. If he wouldn't have got lost, he might've got out quicker. "Kirk? What the hell are you doing here?" Kirk turned around. His eyes widened when he saw who was behind him. "Er. Hi. Jase." He said. Jason walked up closer to him. "What the fuck are you doing here!" Jason exclaimed. "We came to watch your band play." Kirk replied calmly. "We? Who else is with you? Oh fuck! It better not be motherfucking Hetfield!" Jason panicked. "No. Just Lars and Bob." Kirk replied. "James is in-" "Rehab. Yeah. I heard." Jason cut him off. Kirk opened his mouth and closed it. 'what the hell is wrong with Jason?' he wondered. Jason let out a huge, irritated, sigh. "You know how much this means to me, right?" He asked. "Yes! Of course!" Kirk replied. Jason looked at him, his icy eyes making Kirk a bit intimidated. "No. You don't. All those years of fucking, 'oh Jason is this' and 'Jason is that!' you guys didn't even fucking care! All I wanted was to play in a band that I really liked! And while I'm at it, have fun! But you wouldn't accept that. Hell! You didn't even try and stop me from leaving!" Jason yelled. The only thing that ran in Kirk's mind was the last thing Jason said. "you didn't even try and stop me from leaving!" "That's fuckin' bullshit!" Kirk yelled. "I didn't try and stop you!? You fucking left me there, beside that fucking door! You didn't even say goodbye! I had to deal with fucking Hetfield telling me to shut the fuck up, 'cause you weren't coming back!" Jason still stared at him. "Well. Sorry. But you know. You better stay the fuck away from me. Alright? I don't want anymore shit from you guys. You wanted a goodbye? Well here is is! Good. Fucking. BYE!" He yelled. And with that, he left. Again. Kirk angrily wiped the silent tears off his face. "Hey. Kirk!" Lars called. Kirk turned around. Lars' eyes went wide. "Woh. Were you crying?" He asked, concerned. "No." Kirk replied. "Oh. Well Bob left without us and took our only ride home, so we hafta take a focking Taxi." Lars said. Kirk nodded and followed his Danish friend. After ten minutes of waiting, the taxi finally came. Kirk got in first, sitting behind the driver. Lars told him the addresses and the driver took off. Kirk stared out the window. Lars noticed his depressed behavior and tried to cheer him up. "So. Jason's band. They were pretty good." He said. Kirk glanced at him, then back out the window. "Not as good as us though. Don't ya think?" Lars joked. "hm." Kirk muttered. "Whats wrong, Kirk?" Lars asked. "Nothing." Kirk replied. Lars waited. He knew Kirk couldn't keep anything from him for long. Kirk sighed. "It was Jason." he murmured. "You talked to him?" Lars asked. Kirk nodded. "He yelled at me. He basically told me, that I didn't try and stop him from leaving. Then I yelled right back at him. I told him about what happened afterwards with James yelling at me and shit. Then he told me to-" Lars started uncontrollably laughing. Kirk's face fell. "What the fuck, man!" He yelled. Lars still laughed. "You know what, fuck this!" Kirk yelled. "Can you pull over?" He asked the cab driver. He nodded and pulled over. Kirk handed him all the money he had in his pocket. "Thanks. I can walk from here." He said. "You sure?" The driver asked. Kirk got out. "Yup." "Kirk... You're house is a long ways away!" Lars exclaimed. "I'm aware of that." Kirk replied. He started walking towards his house as soon as the taxi drove off. Lars sat there, thinking. 'was it something I said?' He wondered. "You're drunk." The taxi driver stated. "No I'm no-" Lars started. "Yes, you are. Just because you're drunk, it doesn't give you an excuse to be a complete asshole." The driver spat. Lars looked down. He was a little too harsh on Kirk. He should've known better. Lars got out of the taxi when he got home. He payed the driver. "Have a good night." He said. The driver nodded and drove off to the direction he came. Lars walked into his house. Myles was already asleep. He went into his room and fell on the bed. He fell asleep almost instantly. |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 25, 2012, 5:48 am Post #23 |
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Writing the next chaPter now |
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | April 25, 2012, 12:52 pm Post #24 |
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Oh dear, why did Lars laugh at Kirk? That wasn't very thoughtful of him It was funny when Lars told Bob he needed glasses though
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 25, 2012, 4:19 pm Post #25 |
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Thanks! I also (personally) liked the part where Lars says that Bob took their only ride home.
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| Jik Hyun | April 25, 2012, 10:53 pm Post #26 |
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they all went through so much angst. |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 27, 2012, 7:54 am Post #27 |
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I know, they need to be happier! Lol they'll get better! |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 28, 2012, 10:28 am Post #28 |
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Chapter Seven It had been three months since Kirk and Lars had last talked to each other. Since James wasn't going to come back anytime soon, they hadn't done any recording. The only time they could see each other was at a 'Fucking Phil Session'. But Kirk never went anyway. He hated Phil and his psychotic ways. But he wasn't worried about that. James has been gone for a half a year now. Kirk was getting worried. He jumped when he heard his horse snort. "Sorry, boy." He murmured, rubbing the horse's neck. "Wanna go back?" He asked. As if the horse understood him, it snorted and bobbed it's head. "Alright." He muttered. Kirk steered his horse back to the stable on the ranch. ~Later~ Kirk and Lani sat on the couch in front of the TV. Kirk had one arm around Lani, and another holding a can of Cola. Suddenly, the phone rang. Kirk and Lani looked at each other, smiled, and both quickly got up and ran to the phone. Kirk slammed his hand on it. "Aha!" He exclaimed. He pressed talk. "Hammett residence." He said. Lani laughed. "Hey, it's James." Kirk got serious. "Oh. Hi James." He said. Lani shut up and left the room. She knew this was important to Kirk, so she didn't want to disturb him. "How's everything in rehab?" Kirk asked. James sighed. "Boring as fuck. One of those stupid sessions with Phil would be more exciting then this." He exclaimed. Kirk chuckled. "It's that bad?" "Oh fuck yeah. Every day it's the same thing to eat! Scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast, Grilled cheese for lunch, and fuckin' pizza for dinner." James sounded totally disgusted when he spoke. Kirk laughed. "How about you? Whats up in the other world?" James asked. Kirk sighed. He told James about everything. Traffic school (leaving out the part with Lars), pissing off Phil, and the incident with Jason. "And Lars fucking laughed! He could've been a little more fuckin supportive bu- oh. I should probably stop. You have your own things to deal with. Sorry." Kirk concluded apologetically. There was silence for about thirty seconds "I don't give a shit. Lars is acting like a prick these days. that was really immature of him." James said. "I feel guilty." Kirk admitted. "Why?" "Well, I haven't talked to him since..." "I think he deserves it." "Yeah... But still..." "Kirk. He was being an asshole." "Have you talked to him yet?" Kirk asked abruptly. "No. I dont think I'm ready yet. We didn't really end our last conversation sweetly." James admitted. "Yeah..." Kirk agreed. "I dunno. I'm scared of talking to him cos I know he's gonna have some type of outburst, you know?" James explained. 'That's how I feel when I'm around you guys too.' Kirk thought. He kept it to himself though. "When do you think we could finish the new album?" He asked. There was silence. "So what are you and Lani gonna do tonight?" James asked, changing the subject. It was Kirk's turn to be silent. What did the silence mean? Was James never gonna come back? Would Metallica finally be split up for good? All these questioned swimmed in Kirk's mind. "Are you still there?" James asked from the other end of the line. "Yeah. I was just thinking. I dunno. I have a 'Fucking Phil Session' tonight but I might not go. I don't feel like talking to Lars. So we might just chill. Maybe watch a couple movies..." Kirk ranted quickly. "Oh. Cool. I gotta go, hopefully I'll talk to ya later!" James said. "I'm proud of ya dude. Bye." Kirk said. And he hung up. He slammed the phone down on the counter and let out a huge, frustrated, and worried breath of air. "Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Kirk muttered. He didn't care if he hadn't spoken to Lars in over three months, He had to go to the 'Fucking Phil Session' no matter what. "Hun! I'm just gonna go out for about an hour! It's very important! I'll be back!" He yelled to Lani. "Alright! Be careful!" She yelled back. Kirk grabbed a coat and checked the time before he left. If he hurried, he could get there in time. ------------------------------------------ Lars drummed his fingers on his knee. He just kept looking strait ahead, trying to see how long he could last without blinking. His record time was ten seconds. Not much, but a start. He suddenly checked his watch. Bob should be here right... "Hey Lars." ...Now. "Hear from Kirk yet?" Bob asked. For once, he was actually concerned about the guitarist. Lars shook his head and wiped his eyes, which burned from his stupid blinking experiment. Bob looked down. "Oh." He said. Lars kept shaking his head, tapping his feet, and patting his knees frantically. He regretted everything he did in that cab. He regretted laughing at the wrong time, and he regretted not listening to the guitarist. The sound of Phil sitting down pulled Lars back into reality. "Well... How is everyone?" Phil asked. Bob muttered something and Lars looked at him grimly. "Not so good?" Phil asked. Bob and Lars shook their heads in unison. "I don't think Kirk's gonna come back..." Lars muttered sadly. "What was that, Lars?" Phil asked. "I-I said... I really don't think Kirk's coming back." Lars repeated. "Well he will. When the time is righ-" Their heads snapped to the door as it was slammed and a scared looking Kirk ran towards them. "Fuck. Sorry I'm late but this is really important! It's about James he called me and-" Kirk started. "He called you?" Lars snapped. "Out of all the people to call, he called You?" Kirk looked down. Then looked Lars strait in the eyes. "Look. I really don't give a fuck about what you think right now. This is about JAMES! Not you! It's very fucking IMPORTANT!" Kirk yelled. Lars shut up. Kirk was right. He was always right. Lars had to stop being selfish and jealous. "Anyway-" "Why don't you sit down and talk about it?" Phil suggested. Kirk burned holes into Phil's head with his eyes. "Fine." He said through clenched teeth. He sat down beside Lars, but relatively far away. "Anyway. James called. He told me how it was in rehab, and how the food was terrible. But I asked him How long he thought it might take to finish the next album...and...he didn't say anything for about forty seconds, then he changed the subject!" Kirk said quickly. Lars looked at Kirk. He still wasn't too clear about what he said. "So..." He encouraged. Kirk glared at him. "So, he might not want to come back to the band! Metallica might finally break up." Kirk replied sadly. He avoided eye contact with everyone. "Well that doesn't sound good." Phil pointed out. Kirk looked up and glared at him so intensly, that If Kirk had laser eyes, Lars thought Phil's head would explode. Kirk opened his mouth but Lars nudged him. "Not now, Quirk." He murmured. "Fuck off." Kirk growled. "So. Now that Kirk's here, I guess we can have a full band-" "We aren't a full band with out James." Kirk snarled. "Ok. An almost full band meeting." Phil corrected himself. Lars stared at Kirk in wonder. Kirk didn't just act that way to anyone. He must really hate Phil! "So. How was your vacation, Kirk?" Phil asked. Kirk looked confused. Then glanced at Lars who mouthed 'Play Along'. "Good. I went surfing... And horseback riding..." Kirk said. It was partly true, because he did do those things. Phil snorted, and continued on. At about half way, Kirk got up. "I gotta go guys. I told Lani I'd be back in an hour before I left." He explained. He waved good bye and left the building. Lars stared at the door. Then got up too. "I'm gone. Bye Bob, See ya later." He told Bob. "You too, Lars!" Bob replied. Then they both left the building, leaving a pissed off Phil, sitting in his flowery, prune smelling, chair. |
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| JH_KH_CB_Lover | April 29, 2012, 10:44 pm Post #29 |
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Chapter Eight The next three weeks were much better. The more Kirk and Lars hung out together, the more they seemed to get along. Lars sat on his couch. He was looking at his paintings. Suddenly, the phone rang. "Hello?" He asked. "Hey Lars. It's Kirk." "Oh! Hi! How's it going?" Lars asked. "Good! I was just wondering if you want to go out to dinner with me and Lani? You can bring Skylar." Kirk said. Lars frowned. He wished he could just go out to dinner with Kirk. "Sure. What time?" Lars asked. "About 8:00 Tonight. At the restaurant near my house." Kirk replied. "So i'll see you then?" "Yup." "Ok. Bye!" "Bye." Lars hung up. He couldn't wait. ~Later~ Lars and Skylar arrived exactly at 8:00. Kirk and Lani were already there. Kirk looked exaughsted and a bit sick too. Lars gave him a concerning look. In return, Kirk gave him a reassuring look, as if to tell the Dane he was alright. Their waitress greeted them kindly and led them to a table for four. "There you go. Here's your menus and I'll be back in a minute." she said. "Thanks." Kirk said. Kirk and Lars sat across from eachother, their wives beside them. Kirk sighed and tiredly leant against the wall. Lars watched him carefully, noticing the guitarists weird behavior. "Are you alright?" He asked. Kirk looked at him, Lars noticed he had bags under his eyes. "Yeah. I'm fine." Kirk lied. Lars glanced at the girls, who were talking about hair products...or something... The waitress came and took their orders. "Anybody want anything to drink?" She asked. "Uhm...I'll have a diet coke please." Lars said. "Sprite." Skylar added. "Just regular coke please." Lani said. The waitress turned to Kirk. "What about you, sir?" She asked. "I'll just have water." Kirk replied. "Thank you." He turned back to Lars who was staring at him. "What. I'm not aloud to order water?" Kirk joked. Lars blinked. "Usually you always get mountain dew." He said. Kirk shrugged. "I guess I'm not in The dewy mood." Besides the really bad joke, Lars was getting very confused. He knew Kirk lied about being fine. But he also knew Kirk would tell him the truth soon enough. "Are you sure you're ok, Kirk." He asked again. Kirk glanced at the girls, and after seeing they were chatting away, sighed. "I didn't sleep well last night. I kinda had a bad dream." Kirk murmured. "What was it about?" Lars asked curiously. Kirk opened and closed his mouth. "I can't say." He replied. "Oh c'mon Kirk! If you don't tell someone, it'll just be all bottled up inside you. Then, one day you'll be sitting on your couch, and think, 'Fock. I probably should've told Lars Ulrich Focker what I was dreaming about that night!" Lars encouraged. Kirk thought for a minute. Lars was right. And Kirk could trust him, right? Who else besides Lani, was there to trust? "Well...alri-" "Here you go folks! Here're your meals!" the waitress interrupted. "Enjoy!" She called over her shoulder. Kirk used his food as an excuse for not talking. "C'mon Kirk! Fock man... You have to tell me sooner or later!" Lars pleaded. Kirk swallowed. "Fine..." He muttered. "in my dream..." He started. "Go on." Lars encouraged. "Well ugh. Fuck. I can't tell you here!" Kirk said. His chocolate brown eyes were filled with sorrow. Lars frowned. He gestured for Kirk to lean towards him. Kirk hesitantly leaned across the table and towards him. "Go out the back door by the washrooms. We'll talk there. I might take a little bit though." Lars whispered. Kirk nodded and got up. "Please excuse me. I gotta go to the washroom." He muttered. Then he walked off. Lars waited five minutes. He picked at Kirk's food. "How does he eat this vegetarian shit?" He wondered out loud. "Hey, Lars." Lani started. "Hm?" Lars asked. "How long has Kirk been gone?" Lani asked, fairly confused. "I'd say about ten minutes. What the Fock is taking him so long." Lars pretended to wonder. "You should go check on him." Skylar suggested. Lars nodded. "Yeah. I think I will." He murmured. Lars got up, and went out the back door. He looked around. "Kirk?" He called. "Over here." Kirk replied. "Jesus. How long does it take to pretend you have to go to the bathroom." "Oh Fock off." Lars sneered. "Anyway, tell me about your dream. I'm really curious to know what goes on in the mind of Kirk "The Ripper" Hammett." He joked. Kirk rolled his eyes. "Ok. So...you're gonna yell at me. But anyway, I had a dream about the...accident...and it felt like I was watching a movie. So, I could see everything in third person. I was a little freaked out at first, but I quickly relaxed. And I watched until the part where..." Kirk swallowed. "...where they got the crane and tied the chain around the bus. So I yelled at them, telling them it wasn't gonna work, and that the chain was gonna break. But no one heard me. And right before the bus fell on him...Cliff...he looked at me, Lars. He said, 'Take care of yourself, Hamster'." He finished. The tears were rolling down his cheeks violently. It made Lars' heart break five times over. "Fock..." He whispered. He threw his arms around Kirk. Kirk looked at him. "The worst part is, now I know he wasn't dead before the bus landed on him again. It was fucking murder!" Kirk yelled. "Shh! We dont want the whole world to know." Lars stated calmly. Kirk chuckled. "Fuck off." He said jokingly. "But seriously dude. Cliff wouldn't want you to be sobbing up a storm over him. You gotta let it go." Lars said softly. "But it's hard. Especially since if I hadn't started that bunk argument, he'd still be here." Kirk replied. Lars didn't say anything. Kirk knew what he was thinking. It was obvious by the expression on his face. He was thinking, Cliff would still be here, But Kirk would be gone... "Wanna go back to the girls?" Lars asked. "Yeah. Thanks Lars." Kirk grinned and wiped the water off of his face. "Fuck. Could it get any colder?" He laughed. "I know! It's focking below zero out here!" Lars shivered. "You're so fucking dramatic!" Kirk joked. "I learn from the best." Lars teased, referring to Kirk. Kirk pushed him playfully as they walked back to their table. "Asshole." He chuckled. "There you are. Jesus. We had to finish your food for you!" Lani exclaimed. "Sorry." Kirk grinned. He oddly felt better. "Now you better not be sick, cos I don't wanna catch it!" Lani growled. "I'm not sick Lan! Relax."-Kirk dropped all his money for the bill on the floor.- "Fuck." He exclaimed. Kirk and Lars bent down and picked up all the money. They put their piles on the table in unison. "There!" They exclaimed. "Thanks for inviting us guys! Now let's get the Fock outta here!" Lars smiled, and dragged Skylar to their car. Lani followed. But Kirk stayed behind. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a ten dollar bill. He setit on the table for a tip. "You coming?" Lani asked. "Yup." Kirk replied, and they got in the car, and drove home. |
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | April 30, 2012, 12:03 pm Post #30 |
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Owww, poor Kirk...it is so embarrassing when you drop your money when you are out. It is good that Kirk and Lars are getting on well together again though It must be so hard for them both, with James away. I hope that everything is going to turn out alright
Edited by The Cosmic Gerbil, April 30, 2012, 12:04 pm.
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Thanks! I dunno how i came up with Lars tossing Kirk over his shoulder.
I could just picture Lars carrying Kirk around on his shoulder and was like;



Here is the chapter you have been not-so desperatly waiting for!
It was funny when Lars told Bob he needed glasses though
It must be so hard for them both, with James away. I hope that everything is going to turn out alright 
8:49 PM Jul 10