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Wherever I Belong...; Metallica AU with a twist... James/OFC, Kirk/OFC
Topic Started: January 24, 2010, 3:50 pm (46,555 Views)
Olyamet
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I'm so sorry for a long wait, so many things happened, plus the Holidays...

Thank you girls for waiting!
Love you all!!
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Here is more.











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(James' POV)



I must admit, setting Kirk's bachelor party at the strip club, closed to everyone but us, was an awesome idea. No outsiders, just our extended friends and partial crew, no way in hell someone would record it, no cameras, no paparazzi. The wild party was at its peak, booze was flowing, the girls were good, and my mood was great. After a talk with Alex all my worries went away and I could relax and be happy for my friend.

His marriage didn't threaten my relationship any longer, and I even went as far as going back to that cheesy shop right before the party and making a purchase. Nope, it wasn't an engagement ring, but it was a ring. I couldn't come up with a gift for Alex for Christmas, all I got her were a few crappy gifts, nothing special, and I wanted for it to be special, I just couldn't come up with anything. But after the talk, somehow I knew what I want to give her. And I think she would like it. I pressed my hand to my pocked, letting my fingers outline a small box, and smiled. She will... it's perfect.

I smirked at Kirk, who was trying his best to be frightful in the center of the strippers' attention, and made my way to the restroom. I walked to the urinal and unzipped my pants, pulling out my half hard dick, and as soon as my fingers touched it jerked, hardening further. Fuck... the girls are good. I drunkenly giggled, looking at my exited state. Great... How am I suppose to piss with a hard on. Shit...

I tried to empty my head, but the muffled music made its way to my ears and I unconsciously started singing along.

“A little less conversation, a little more action please. All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me.. A little more bite and a little less bark.. fuck! Come on... piss... we're not doing anything else, just piss.”

I smirked watching my dick jerk again. Yeah.. I know... not going to happen. She was good, that lap dance was great. I must admit, I would've so hit that... great tits, big and so full, and that ass, moving up and down... right above my groin.... mmmnnhh... nice...

What the fuck is wrong with me? I need to stop thinking about it, booze and the possibility of fucking some slut is not a good combination for me. Think about something else.

Meanwhile the music continued to play, refusing let me be, and the next words settled in my tempted mind. 'Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me!' Um.. fuck the mind, open your mouth and satisfy me! Just let me fuck your face, see those lips moving on my dick... mmnn... fuck! Stop it! What the fuck? You're fucking happy with Alex, you love her, stop thinking of some random whore! Shit... I'm all horny now and Alex is in Vegas, enjoying her girls night out and will only be back tomorrow morning. Fuck...

I made my best attempt to return my mind to pissing, but my body was way too preoccupied with the image of that stripper on her knees, sucking me off. Fuck! I better take care of that, jerk off and let it out, disarm this ticking bomb, if I let it be, and add more alcohol to this... it's going to get me into the wrong situation. Yep, jerking off is a great idea, not cheating, just me, myself, and my dick. And no one will be harmed. I guess I better move to the stall for that...

“Not easy to piss with a hard on is it?” The words took me by surprise and I turned, forgetting that I was still holding my dick in my hand. Evelyn was standing behind me with lusty smile on her face. Oh shit...

“Get the fuck out, I'll deal with it.”

“I can help you, just like the good old days.”

“Those days are over. I'm with Alex, so fuck off.” I turned back to the urinal, hoping this conversation was over. Fucking worst time ever... fucking bitch knows me. I bet she was waiting for this moment, watching me and waiting.

“Well, she's not here is she, and you're in need of help, no one has to know, just a helpful hand... lips, mouth... just me on my knees, sucking you dry... just the way you like it. You can be as rough as you want with me... remember how it used to be? I bet your little girl doesn't like it too... dirty.. I, on the other hand, love it when you take me... I'm yours to take, yours to fuck... ” Hands slid on my ass, lips curled in a predatory smiled, fingers slid over my hand to my erection, and my body betrayed me, pushing into the welcoming touch.

Painted by her words, images played in my head, memory of the old days, the old James ways. Meanwhile, Evelyn took it as a sign of approval and pulled me to the stall, my legs followed, dick jerking with anticipated pleasure, and my head let go of my conscious mind, poisoned with temptation.

Evelyn slid down on her knees, gliding her lips over my body all the way down, her mouth slowly opened, eyes looking up at me, and I almost moved forward when my mind woke up screaming. No! Stop it! It's wrong!You can't! Don't... just walk away. A devilish tongue slowly crept over lips and a weak thought slithered through the scream. She is good, better than good, no one needs to know, no one will ever find out... take her. As if Evelyn read my thoughts, her lips came closer to my flesh, whispering.

“Fuck me, no one will ever know, I promise it will be out little secret, I know you want me, you always come back to me... you always want me, you know I'm good at this... you need me... no matter who you're with, sooner or later you come back to me...”

My hand gripped into blonde hair, jerking her head hard to me, her lips glided over my tip, which quivered, feeling the warmth of her breath. No one will ever know... she'll keep her skillful mouth shut... that mouth... mmnnnhh... My elbow slid on my side when my hand pulled Evelyn closer and something hard brushed over my tensed up arm. Like lightning my mind flashed with the image of the ring in the box and my bewitched mind emerged from the feral fog. What the fuck was I just about to... fuck! I yanked Evylin's head away from me and stepped back. I felt a cold flash, sick to my stomach at the realization that I was just about to screw everything up. Hand tensed up on Evelyn's hair with anger and she misread my moves gripping to my waist.

“That's right baby, you remember how I like it.! Now, fuck me!”

My jaw clenched with anger and I pushed her hands away with disgust. That bitch! Would she ever give up? Fucking slut!

“I said fuck off! I's rather jerk off than fuck you! You are nothing but a whore. I was coming back because you were there, eager to suck my dick, I was coming back because there was no one else to fuck at the moment. I have no need for you anymore, don't you get it?”

I zipped up my pants and when she tried to pull me back to her I pushed her back and her body slid back on the wall dropping on the floor, while her hand slid into the toilet, but she was too worked up to notice.

“Yes, I'm YOUR whore and you kept me around because you need me, you want me! Once you get tired of your little Miss Perfect, you'll be back! You didn't fire me because you wanted me around, you need me!”

“I didn't fire you because I forgot about you, because I don't see you as a threat. Because you're nothing but a slut, one out of thousands I used. I need about you as much as I need a used condom. And this what I do with them, I flush used condoms down the toilet.” With those words I pull the lever on the toilet and eyes full of hate glared at me and a pissed off slither escaped her tightly pressed lips.

“You just made a huge mistake. You will pay for this. I swear, one day you'll pay in full.”

Is this bitch threatening me? Fucking whore! I know how she'll make me pay, she will keep trying and one day I'll slip up and fall for it... maybe I'd better fire her... No... Alex was right.... that would be a sign that I actually take her seriously. I have to put her in her place once and for all.

“You know, I'm not even going to fire you now, that's how much I don't give a shit about you. But if you ever so much as talk to me or step within ten feet of Alex, I'll kill you. Got it?”

I slammed the door of the stall behind me and walked out of the restroom. Fucking whore actually threatened me! Fucking bitch! Maybe I should fire her... shit.. if I do it now, she'll think I got scared.. Fuck her, it's done.



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Okay, so. I hate the bitch... with a passion. Back the fuck off and just get away forever -__-


UGH but great update! :biggrin lol

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That girl's nothing but trouble! :angry :bat
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You should have fired her James, get rid of vermin.

Once again - James, so essentially James! No one does it like you Olya, it impresses me every time. I just loved the slow process of his coming to senses, overcoming intoxication and lust, overcoming the old James. He's matured, he knows his priorities now. Let us just hope he manages to keep it that way.

I agree with Jordan, I hate Evelyn. Very much so. And he humiliated her big time, a hurt ego of a bitch is something to be careful about. Which brings me back to yeah, you should have fired her ass James and flushed her away from your life.

I could just imagine the atmosphere at this private bachelor party, with all the strippers and alcohol, great scene!

I missed this fic! And I'm so glad you're back on it!
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You should have fired her James, get rid of vermin.

Once again - James, so essentially James! No one does it like you Olya, it impresses me every time. I just loved the slow process of his coming to senses, overcoming intoxication and lust, overcoming the old James. He's matured, he knows his priorities now. Let us just hope he manages to keep it that way.

I agree with Jordan, I hate Evelyn. Very much so. And he humiliated her big time, a hurt ego of a bitch is something to be careful about. Which brings me back to yeah, you should have fired her ass James and flushed her away from your life.

I could just imagine the atmosphere at this private bachelor party, with all the strippers and alcohol, great scene!

I missed this fic! And I'm so glad you're back on it!
Amen to that! Couldn't have said it better :)

I read the whole thing while I creeped the site before I joined and loved it. I was so excited when I saw it was updated :)
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Yay, an update... Still loving this story Olya :heart: :heart:
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I really enjoyed this and totally agreed with tuesday's gone
nothing smarter to say except, another great chapter Olya, keep them coming, great job :heart:
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OMG! Thanks girls, you made my day with your comments!
And welcome a new reader!!!
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!
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My schedule at work got all screwed up :( , but I'll do my best to find time to write an update sonish, I have it in my head, just need time to write it down!
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Thanks to all of you once again! Love you!!!

Here is part one of two parts of the long update.












XXXXX.




(Meg's POV)



The sun mercilessly shined into my eyes and I woke up to some very unpleasant thoughts about tomorrow. Trying to empty my head and go back to sleep was pointless, since the thoughts refused to leave, making me toss and turn under the covers. Kirk mumbled something in his sleep, pulling away, and I tried to stay still and let him sleep longer. I didn't want him to wake up right now, I wasn't in any shape to pretend I was okay. Because I wasn't.

Of course I was happy with him and happy to marry him, my dark thoughts weren't about him. I was thinking about my fucked up family all together under one roof and all the ways it could go wrong, ending up with my wedding in disaster. All those crazy days of preparation didn't leave me time to clearly see it, but now... now everything was ready and my mind was free to freak the fuck out.

Why did I agreed to a big wedding? What was I thinking? What the hell is wrong with me, how could I forget that my family couldn't possibly be together in the same room without screaming at each other? Why didn't I think of it before? It will be a disaster... I set myself up for a disaster... I felt a growing lump in my throat. I turned again, forcing myself to think of something else, but anxiety gripped into my mind, consuming me completely. I listened closely, trying to pick up any sign of activity in the house, but it was quiet. Mom and Scot went to the tailor to alter his suit and I guess Alex and James were still in bed. I closed my eyes forcing myself to sleep, but I knew I wouldn't be able to.

I finally gave up and decided that the only way out of it was to make myself busy. I slowly crawled out of the bed and got dressed, making sure not to make any noise. What can I do to be busy, when everything is ready? I looked over the room and my eyes stopped on a pile of dirty clothes that we planned to send to the cleaners, but never got to it. Laundry! I can do laundry!

I quietly gathered it all in my arms and closed the bedroom door behind me, making my way to the stairs. As soon as my foot stepped down, the top of the pile in my hands tipped forward, falling on the floor. I bent down, trying to pick everything up, but as Murphy's Law goes, every picked up item made me drop something else, and all that brought my mind back to my family, making a connection with how impossible it would be to keep them under control. I dropped the rest of the clothes on the floor with a curse.

“Fuck!” I kicked innocent garments in frustration, scattering them all over the stairs, and sat down on the first step, covering my face with my hands. Oh God, I wish it was easy, I wish.... I wish my family wasn't so complicated... so full of hate for each other... I wish I didn't have to worry about what was going to happen... I wish I got married in Vegas, without them. Just me and Kirk with Alex and James as witnesses. That would be so much easier and worry-free. God, why did I agree to this big wedding thing? It'll end up in a disaster and I will end up crying... as always. Fuck...

I heard the door opening and quickly picked up my head, pulling myself together with a fake half smile, but when I saw Alex my face went back into a doomsday expression.

“Meg... are you all right?”

“Yeah... I didn't wake you with my outburst did I?”

“No, we really didn't sleep that much... you know James got all fired up with the strippers, and...” She started with a giggle, but the sour look on my face made her stop half way. “Are you crying?”

No... I'm not going to pull her in my worries... I already fucked up her time with James with my wedding.

“I just got pissed off at failing to carry all this into the laundry room. Every time I try to pick something up, something else fell down, so fucking annoying!” I tried to look angry but I knew Alex could see right through that.

“And why did you all of a sudden decide to do laundry?”

“You know, we're leaving tomorrow, right after the wedding, and only coming back the night before the tour, I'll have no time to get everything ready, so I decided to do it now.. today...”

Alex looked at me for a second, tied the belt on her robe, and sat down by my side, hugging me.

“Liar. Meg are you freaking out about your parents under one roof tomorrow?”

I leaned into her hug, needing her compassion and her assurance that everything would be okay and whispered.

“I wish I was like you and didn’t have any family....” I slowly stood up and started picking up the scattered clothes and Alex joined me.

“You don't mean that. Meg... they will not ruin your big day.”

“Remember my birthdays? My high school graduation? All my big days, and it didn't stop them. My family has one thing in common, eternal hate for each other. They can't be civil with each other, it's just physically impossible. And I'm afraid this time it'll be worst.” I hugged the clothes in my arms and looked at my friend. Alex opened the laundry room door and turned to me.

“Meg, they won't do it on your wedding. They learned, you didn't allow them to be on your birthdays for years, you didn't let them come to your college graduation! They know this is an important day for you and you want them to be there.”

“And it will be a disaster, I know it.” I dumped all the clothes on the floor of the laundry room and sighed. Alex caught my arm and looked into my eyes.

“No it won't! Your father will be busy taking pictures, your mother will be all sappy and will probably cover it by taking control of the wedding set up, ordering people around. They will have no time to argue.”

“They always find time for that...” I smirked and turned away, feeling my tears about to burst out into the open. “They might not have time for me, or for anyone else for that matter, but they always end up by each other, it's like there's a fucking magnet that pulls them together and they always end up screaming their hate out.”

“Honey, they will behave, they do love you.”

I looked at my friend and sighed. “That's the main problem. They love me and they want me to take their sides, trying to make each other look bad in my eyes! That's how it always starts. I know my screwed up family well.. they haven't changed at all. They even turned the date to meet their future in-laws into an ego battle!”

Alex signed and gave me an understanding look. It was horrible and she knew it. My father said he was busy and could only do it on Tuesday or Thursday, my mother said she couldn't do it on those days, because she suddenly came up with a need to alter Scott's suit for the wedding, and they were going there on Tuesday and would need to pick it up on Thursday. And she has to be present, so everything is right. I had to set separate days and I was so embarrassed in front of Kirk's family for that. I knew that all that play was set by my parents to make me choose. My mother went on and on about my father, how selfish he always is, how he always puts his work first and everyone has to accommodate that. She wouldn't shut up about it yesterday morning... that is why I had to pull Alex and a few of my other friends out, telling them I wanted a girls night out and came up with the lame idea to drive to Vegas. I wanted to be drunk out of my mind, to forget it all. I looked at Alex and she put her hand on my shoulder.

“They won't tomorrow, I'll make sure of that, and if they start anything I will drag their asses out and tell them to stop or leave.”



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Aw, I hope the wedding goes off without a hitch... :(
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^^ Me too...

I'm sure it'll be great :biggrin No fighting, just a good fucking time :nanner:
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I really needed this update! Really!

One thing (among many) that makes this story special is this lovely friendship between Meg and Alex. The occasional scenes with just the two of them talking as friends, being there for each other, thinking about solutions to problems, are honest, real and refreshing. And they consolidate the whole story.

And I love the fact that they have some typically girly reactions (like doing laundry for distraction lol) but they still remain convincing and real, rather than just shallow stereotypes.

I wonder what happens next. Will Meg's parents really cause a havoc at their daughter's wedding? Will that perhaps trigger some other events, affect some other people too?
Will James and Kirk miss their girls during their laundry expedition? :biggrin

Love you for updating! Looking forward to the rest of the update! :heart: :heart: :heart:
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Thank you girls!!!! :heart: :heart: :heart:

I'm not decided as of yet, if I'm writing the actual wedding part... but I never know what comes to my screwed up mind...lol

Okay, more of that to conclude the scene.












(Alex's POV)




“Alex, you're the best friend ever, but... it will be an unstoppable, unavoidable disaster.” Meg's face sadden and I felt so powerless to pull her out of her anxiety. I knew her family and I knew she has all rights to freak out. Never, in the life time of us being friends, her parents spent ten minutes in the same room in peace. But I had hopes that the wedding of their only daughter would not end up in the battlefield of hate. I really believed that.

“Meg, they're both happy for you and you know it, they won't ruin your day. They did agree on the date of the wedding and that means a lot.”

“They only agreed because I gave them no choice! Come on that date or don't come at all. Why did I start all this, huh? Why didn't I just make it a Vegas runaway wedding?” Meg managed a half smile.

“Because that would've set them off for sure.” I smiled back.

“But at least they wouldn't be in a room full of people at that moment, embarrassing me in front of Kirk, all my friends, all his friends, and his family! I can take them separately, they can be mad at me all they want!”

“Meg.. we'll manage, I promise I won't let them ruin your day. I give you my word.” I'll pull them together in one room somehow and I'll make them choose. Peaceful wedding, with no hostile interactions or... I'll kick them out myself. I have to do it in the beginning and they all have to be there, talking one person at the time would not work and would take forever. I just tell them, that we all love Meg and right now, instead of being a happy bride she's freaking out that you'll ruin her wedding. If they have at least drop of love for Meg, they would put their swords away for one day and make her happy. One day is not much to ask for. Meg's lips quiver and she sighed.

“You have no idea just how bad it is! You don't know what's coming... it's like a fucking volcano, a hurricane, it's unstoppable... and it's already all set.”

“You're making it sound too dramatic, stop worrying and drop the laundry. I'll take you to a spa and you'll get a nice relaxing massage, get your mind off things, and it'll all be all right.” I hugged my friend and she leaned on my shoulder.

“You don't know how bad it is... you don't know it all... it's not going to be all right, no chance in hell.” Meg sighed and pulled away from my hug. Her eyes found mine as she whispered.

“Father is bringing his assistant to help him. His New York assistant.”

I couldn’t believe what I just heard, I thought that my hearing is failed me. For a second I was just speechless and then blow up in outburst.

“No! Please don't tell me he's bringing Isabelle! I thought they weren't together anymore.. are they?” This is why she's so paranoid! Oh, Gods... it is bad, she's right.. it's the worst possible scenario.

“They are on and off, not living together but working together time to time with the benefit of casual fucking.”

“I can't believe it... why would he do that? Is he trying to start world war three? Is he that stupid or...?” I saw my friend's eyes moisten and pull her to me with a sigh. “Oh... fuck, Meg...”

Finally I got it all, I got why Meg was in the this state. Yeah, I knew all about Isabelle, the woman that Meg's father left her mother for. The tall, young, ex-model turned wannabe photographer, with a killer body, long perfect legs, amazing naturally blonde hair, and a smile that turns men into drooling idiots and makes all women in the room hate her with a passion. And worst of all, the only woman, who's presents at the wedding would make Meg's Mom go off with the power of the atomic bomb.

“He's bringing her under the cover of a helper and he's doing it to set Mom to blow up, his way of making her look bad in my eyes for ruining my wedding. That is why I know it will be a disaster. I begged him not to bring her, but it's pointless, he said he needs help and she's the only one available for the holidays, he also said if Mom comes with Scott he has every right to come with Isabelle. I can just see it in vivid colors: Mother would say that my father's bimbo has no right to be there and father would say she's helping me and I need her here, your new boy-toy on the other hand has no business being here... and it would start. Add to that my brothers, who hate my father, Isabelle, and Scott, and are still angry with Mom. Then Sam, who flirts with every blonde in the room when he's drunk, and will get to that point in a few minutes... it's.. it's going to be horrid. I will die of shame for my fucked up family and will end up in tears. My family has no business being in one room. Besides their hate, none of them can keep their mouth shut, and they all always have to have the last word in the argument. I'm fucked and there is nothing anyone can do.” Meg sighed with the face of convicted to death prisoner and my mind jumped into work on the solution.

“I can keep your father and Isabelle away from your mother's view... I can do it... As for your brother Sam... we can sick Diane on him.“ I winked at her with my last words, trying to bring her mood out of the darkness.

“That could work, they both get drunk in the same amount of time.” She tried her best to smile back.

“See, one problem at the time. I'll find a way to prevent the rest, so stop stressing about it.” I can do it. I have to do it. They will understand, they all adults and they do love her.

“I can prevent it all, you know, if I cancel the wedding and run away to Vegas instead.” Another smile, this time less sad.

“Meg... Kirk's family will be upset with that too.. you can't do it.” I hugged her again, hearing her breathing out a whisper.

“I know... I have no way out of this... I'm fucked.”

“Let's just hope for the best, okay? And I promise I'll do everything possible and impossible to prevent a disaster.” Mission impossible... but I have to do it. Not just try, I have to do it I have to get to them. Make them understand.

“And I hate to put you in the middle of this...”

“Let’s stop talking about it and get our minds on the laundry, and then I'll take you to the spa.” I smiled.

“Okay, I'm just afraid the laundry day will be short, because this is all the dirty clothes I could find...”

“I'll go and look what I have, I'm sure there's some. I need to make it all ready for the tour too, since me and James are going somewhere right after the wedding.” I winked at her.

“Where are you going?”

“James said it's a surprise... he just said that we'll be there all alone.” I wiggled my eyebrows at my friend and smiled, feeling her mood lighten up.

“I'm sorry, I ruined your time with James with my spontaneous wedding... I'm a horrible friend.”

“No you're not! And I'm happy for you! Plus, I know you would've done the same for me.”

“I would've. Thanks for doing it for me, I owe you for that... and for today, too, I'm sure you had plans with James...”

“Nonsense, that's what friends are for. Now, let me see what I have to add to the laundry day, you start separating this and I'll be right back.” I run back up the stair, hopping James would understand and not making a fuss about me spending another day with Meg. I can quickly make something to eat for him, then spend the rest of the day with Meg, otherwise she'll work herself into a nervous breakdown, or really run away to Vegas...Me and James will have time all alone somewhere for three days. I smiled at my thoughts and pull on the bedroom door handle.




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Me and James will have time all alone somewhere for three days.


Beautiful, beautiful. Alex is one of a kind!
I love her deeply! :heart:
and you know I tend to dislike women *evil*
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I can't wait for those three days! :biggrin :heart:
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