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Ain't My Bitch; Het, Jason/OFC, Romance, Humor
Topic Started: September 21, 2012, 2:54 am (1,961 Views)
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"Imagine if Metallica actually had 5 members and what if that fifth member was a female?"

DUN DUN DUN!

Starring:

James Hetfield

Lars Ulrich

Jason Newsted

Kirk Hammett

Amerie Kahr [OFC - Her name is a play on the word 'America']

Cliff Burton [Deceased - Mentioned only]

I won't spoil too much but in the prologue we have my OFC Amerie waiting for someone she hasn't seen in 3 years...guess who :biggrin and it's set in 2004, the actually story begins in 1986.

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Prologue

She had been waiting for this moment for three years, three whole years. It felt like an eternity that finally ceased to a blissful conclusion. She was ecstatic to see his beautifully carved face. Why did it take so long for them to finally meet again? Whatever the reason though she was almost in tears to see him.

The weather was perfect, sun trickling through the maple leaves and reflecting delicately upon the park lake. Ducklings taking a swim under the warm spring atmosphere and liveliness everywhere you turned. She absorbed every moment of this day, as it was a time where no work needed to be done. All she had to do was relax and enjoy her free time.

She felt the sun warming her pale skin, not a real fan of tanning and being in the sun for that matter but it was quite a pleasant feeling.

Scanning through the moving crowds of people, she searched each individual one by one but still no sign of him. It felt like the day was slipping away ever so painfully slow. She waited and sighed as she stared down each anonymous face only to find no familiarities. Hopeless. He was nowhere to be found. Maybe he was just late? Or maybe he didn’t want to see her at all…

Just as she turned away and was about to leave, her shoulder was met with a soothing warmth that grasped her gently. Instantly she turned around to gaze into the most beautiful liquid crystal blue eyes. The same eyes she fell in love with those many years ago. Her heart started to beat and her knees weakened almost falling onto the path she stood on. After pulling herself together she attempted to speak but all she could do was utter his name.

“J…Jason”

He pressed his finger against her soft pink lips and shushed her. He pulled her in for an embrace and rested her head on his shoulder. The world went to nothingness.

It was 18 years ago that these two first met. Through the good times and the bad, how did they get from there to here?

REWIND!!
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It's nice to finally see another Jason fic!! :heart:

I love the beginning of this piece. You captured the enviroment around your OFC beautifully. I feel like I'm standing there with Amerie. The setting definitely helps to boost the emotions that seem to be running rampant. The emotion was spot on as well. You can feel the excitement yet anxiety that Amerie is feelings. It certainly puts the reader on edge, just as I would imagine Amerie is.

This fic definitely has me curious. The title has me wondering how it relates to the fic. Very excited to see how. I'm also excited to see what good and bad times Jason and Amerie have been through.

This update was very short. I'm not sure if it was your intention to only give a breif teaser but if it was... Kudos my dear. I've been caught, hook, line, and sinker. If it wasn't your intention... my suggestion would be to make the updates a little longer. It's going to take you forever to finish this fic if you keep them this short.

Can't wait for the next update and Welcome to the Board!! :horns2
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Thank you for the in depth review Bee! Yes I apologize about it being short but I like to keep my prologues and epilogues short, actual chapters I write about 1000 words :) it will be a bit disappointing as there are a few jumps in years and so on and it may seem rushed in some parts but I'm aiming to capture significant moments and focus on them, not every single little detail just so it doesn't drag on. Also it loosely follows what really happens. :biggrin here's the first chapter:

Chapter 1: The Accident

September 27, 1986 Ljungby Municipality, Sweden

Silence, possibly the most tragic of all feelings and a horror to one’s senses. Everything went black for at least 10 minutes until some sort of movement was detected. As the smoke cleared and vision became clear again, young Amerie Kah lifted her bruised head and focused her now conscious mind on what had just happened.

Amerie was the Rhythm Guitarist for Metallica but right now she was a wreck. She could faintly make out a sound coming from the distance, a voice so familiar. The voice belonged to the Lead Singer, James Hetfield, crying out to someone nearby.

Oh no! Something isn’t right here!

Close to James were the cries of Lead Guitarist, Kirk Hammett. His chilling sobs generated more fear and made Amerie want to get up and run towards them but she couldn’t move. As her tears started to flow she felt herself being lifted upright into the care of Drummer, Lars Ulrich. He was on his knees with Amerie’s head rested on his chest.

"L...Lars where’s Cliff? I see James, Kirk and yourself but no Cliff…?” Amerie cried.

“Uhhhmmm.” Lars had no answer for her questions. He turned to face the direction of where his band mates were standing but it didn’t look too good. He hopped up slowly as not to hurt Amerie and headed towards them to check on the situation.

“Don’t fucking take that away from him you fuckwit!” James screamed at the bus driver who was trying to pull Cliff’s blanket out from underneath the wreckage. He violently shoved the man aside but couldn’t do anything to save his friend. It was too late…

A bus accident, black ice possibly although James believed the driver to be intoxicated. The bus skidded off the road and onto its side. Everyone was ok except for Bass Guitarist, Cliff; they found him crushed underneath the hulking frame of the vehicle.

“I’m fucking done.” James just walked off along the road and left the site immediately. Kirk and Lars went back to help Amerie and shortly after, the three were catching up to James.

No one spoke for what felt like hours until the silence was broken by Amerie’s sobs. She tried to remember everything and as it all came back to her it hit hard. Kirk held her hand and stroked it gently to try and provide some sort of comfort. They were all hurting but they knew James was taking it the worst. They could tell by the way he stayed calm. He was a bottler and kept his emotions stored away only to unleash them in one big solid explosion. He remained ahead but the others kept a safe distance behind him as not to disturb him and keep him calm.

The band finally arrived at the end of the road. After a nightmarishly long journey on foot, they were relieved to find a hotel to stay in for the night. This tour had been nothing but hell, ice cold, language barriers, Cliff’s accident and so on. They would be more than happy to leave Sweden.

James hadn’t spoke a single word since they left the crash site and Lars was starting to really worry about him. He entered his hotel room and crawled up to him on the couch. James didn’t resist Lars’ eager efforts to comfort him and rested his head on his shoulder.

“What are we gonna do now?” James murmured.

“I…we have to go on.” Lars replied, stroking James’ golden locks.

“It’s difficult man but I know Cliff wouldn’t want us to give up.” James sat up straight and pulled himself together.

“Exactly! When we return to the US we’ll have a big funeral for our man and remember the good times for him. After a few months we’ll then host bass auditions and choose a worthy replacement.”

They both exchanged smiles and pulled each other into a refreshing hug. They heard a knock at the door and shortly after both Kirk and Amerie stormed in to join them. They had bought pizza, a bottle of wine and a carton of beer for comfort.

“Guys and gal, let us leave this night by washing away our pain with booze.” Kirk croaked harshly. He was already half drunk. The four dived straight into the goods and hammered themselves into the night, crashing wherever they fell.

***
The next morning arrived too quickly for Metallica’s liking. The freezing morning was what it took to wake them.

“Gah dammit cold.” Kirk growled as he staggered onto his feet to check the time.

11:15am…? Aww shit we’re late!

Kirk was now frantic, running around back and forth to wake the others.

“Fuck off Kirk!” James yelled, flailing his arms at him.

“Oww my head” Amerie finally stirred, holding her head.

“What Kirk? We’re late? Fuck that’s a bit of a shit sandwich. C’mon guys we gotta run!” Lars jumped to his feet and bunched all his stuff together. The rest of the band followed his lead and headed straight for the airport.

“Cliff’s accident is all over the news guys.” Metallica’s manager alerted them as they boarded the plane.

The band didn’t speak. They were mourning inside and didn’t want to cause a fuss. All they cared about was getting home, putting everything behind them and moving on. Of course, they would never forget about Cliff’s tragic accident but they could still continue.

“We need to go on for us and for Cliff.” Lars stated. It pained him to say it but it was true.

The flight home felt awful and mostly consisted of silence.

To be continued…
Edited by !JaceyNewkid!, September 21, 2012, 9:50 am.
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Short epilogues are fine! I actually like that you started with something short. Definitely pulled me in an kept me wanting more.

You're definitely captruing the emotions in the scenes, for sure. Reading this update, I felt like I was Amerie, confused and alone just by the way you described it. Awesome job. No matter how many times or how many ways it written, that bus accident always chokes me up. Such a sad time and such a terrible accident.

Keep up the good work!! Can't wait to see what you have in store for us!
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I like the main idea - a female guitarist and a love story inside the band, that got me interested.

Great opening in the present, I'm a sucker for retrospectives and time jumps, so yeah... liked that too.

You've got an interesting eye for details about Jason - hand on her shoulder, his eyes (*sigh* those eyes...) and his finger on her lips, I loved the choice you made there.

Looking forward to more!
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You got me, I like it so far!
Please continue! :heart:
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Thanks for the comments girls! I already have 7 chapters written already but if you have any suggestions or tips or whatnot let me know :heart:

Chapter 2 – The search for a new Bass player

After a month or two of grieving it was time for Metallica to start fresh and that meant finding a new bass player. That person had to be full of energy, surpass average bass playing skills and just be a decent all round person. They posted a notice across the nearest states and had about 40 people turn up for auditions. Metallica were cold and unfair to most of the people so far.

“NEXT!” James yelled.

A taller man with dreadlocks walked in and gave the group a sturdy wave. He turned his bass on and plucked a few strings until…

“THANKS BYE! OK NEXT!” James screamed harshly.

The man’s jaw dropped and stormed out almost in tears. He stared another younger man in the eyes on his way out.

“Faaaarrrkkk dude you’re screwed.”

The younger man choked and started to shake a bit. He shook himself out of it and walked out casually, not even looking at them until he took his position. This guy had long, massively curly hair, brown with a slight tinge of red. He was short and scrawny and looked a little bit goofy.

“Hey cutie what’s your name?” Amerie winked playfully. Lars, James and Kirk turned to her confused.

“Uhh…umm m…my name’s Jason Newsted.” He was obviously nervous.

“Just take a breath man and begin already” James scowled.

“R…right!” Jason saluted and started to pick a moderately fast, improvised bass solo on his own bass guitar. He got away with most of it until James stopped him suddenly.

“Finally someone with some finesse! That was a ballsy solo you got goin’ there buddy, you play any of our songs?” James chirped happily, the first time anyone saw him smile in a long time since the accident.

“I’ve learned the entire Metallica set list. Cliff was a freakin’ god, I had to.”

James returned a sigh of relief and jumped up off his seat. He walked over towards Jason and picked up a guitar. He strummed a few notes and then thrashed straight into a riff.

“Give this kid some damn pedals! I wanna hear ‘Bells’ alright? Amerie come and take this guitar girl!” James demanded, swapping the guitar for his microphone.

Jason nodded and the rest of the band took their positions ready to road test Mr. Newsted.

“1…2…3…4” Lars chanted and hammered the drums on 4 along with Amerie and Kirk starting the opening riff. Jason planted his left foot firmly onto Cliff’s effects pedal and pressed it back and forth creating that famous distortion. Metallica were very impressed and also noticed him still using a pick. Before he started to belt out the lyrics, James stopped to make a note about Jason’s playing.

“A bass player that uses a pick? That’s uncommon.”

“Yeh I know, it’s odd but Lemmy made it ok to play bass with a pick. I can finger pick also but it gives me ouchies!” Jason shuddered.

“Aww it gives him ouchies. What a sweetie! Can we keep him James?” Amerie squealed childishly.

“I like that about you already Jason. You play differently to most and don’t give a shit. I love it.” James said, completely ignoring Amerie.

“Come out with us for a few drinks?” James offered.

“Sure thing, I’ve got nothing better to do.” Jason replied.

“Haha! I love this guy already!” Lars said joyfully.

The five left their equipment and took off to the local pub. James ordered five beers, his shout, and handed them around. They clinked glasses and started to chug away. Lars and James got up to go and piss, leaving Kirk and Amerie to have a chat with Jason.

“Piss fight!” Lars cheered and tilted his dick towards James who was pissing in the urinal next to him. He sprayed a bit on James’ thigh but James had none left so instead resulted in a punch to the arm.

“I think he’s the one” Lars stated.

“Yeh” James simply agreed.

They returned to where the others were seated to break the news to Jason.

“So Jason, you want a job?” Lars asked.

“Umm yeh I guess.” Jason whimpered.

“Ok you can be bass roadie!”

“Fuck you!”

“Haha! Nah man you’re in!”

Jason jumped up onto the table and started to head bang violently. He stopped to chug the rest of his beer and back flipped off the table. Amerie jumped onto him, hanging onto his neck and planted a warm welcoming kiss on his cheek. The others joined in and had a group hug. Jason Newsted was now a member of Metallica and spent the remains of his shit kicker-job cash on drinks. They partied hard onto the night, playing pool, drinking hard, dancing and so on until they were exhausted.

Before this day, Jason was just a young guy playing for a band he put together called Flotsam & Jetsam, dreaming of one day having Cliff’s spot as bass player for Metallica. His dreams were coming true at such a young age.

The gang wrapped up for the night and headed back to Lars’s house to crash. They walked the way home and arrived at about 3am. Kirk ran past Lars and jumped straight into his bed.

“Fuckin’ Kirk! Get out of my bed man!” Lars yelled, running after him. The others found their places to sleep and made themselves comfy.

“Goodnight Jase!” Amerie whispered.

“Nighty night.” He replied.

“Yeh night Jason get to sleep we got practice tomorrow” Lars butted in.

“Welcome to Metallica man and goodnight.” Kirk yelled out from Lars’ room.

“Yeh yeh welcome blah blah goodnight and shut up now please thank you!” James screeched.

Metallica had succeeded in finding a worthy bass player and could now move on and start over. Jason Newsted was fitting in just fine. The band now had an even bigger road ahead of them.

To be continued…
Edited by !JaceyNewkid!, September 30, 2012, 7:17 am.
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loving it .....well I said this a million times but .....keep going :huggie:
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This one may be a bit short but I wanted to capture how Jason's first show would have been like :biggrin

Chapter 3 – Jason’s First Show

Jason woke up frantically through the night and found himself in a cold sweat. The different place he was sleeping in was stirring his sleep and giving him nightmares. He began to feel uncomfortable and breathe heavily. It was all so surreal, he was about to make millions and become famous but the sudden change at such a young age hadn’t settled in yet.

He heard someone else moving nearby so he turned over on Lars’ couch and tried to calm his breathing.

“Jason are you ok?” Said a close by whisper. It was Amerie, walking slowly towards him. She sat down on the couch near Jason’s feet.

“I…I’m fine just feeling a bit uncomfortable you know, all this is so sudden and new.” Jason replied a whisper.

“It’s ok, you fit right in here so just try and get some rest.” Amerie walked back into the room she was sleeping in and brought out the doona and pillow. She placed them next to the couch where Jason was sleeping so she was close by if he needed her. She fell down and quickly dozed off to sleep.

Thank you Amerie. He thought to himself, having almost made it audible.

***

Metallica made a trip to L.A to perform their first show with new bassist Jason at the Country Club. It was a warm night but they were pumped, time to test the newbie. As they entered the building they noticed quite a larger turnout than what they were expecting.

“This is awesome!” Lars cried.

The roadies set up their equipment and the gang made their way onto the stage. James introduced their new bass player and when he said his name, Jason’s heart stopped. He was so fired up and ready to play that he started to jump on the spot. He pointed the devil horns towards the audience and they cheered at the top of their lungs. The group decided to start off the show with a cover song from Budgie, ‘Crash Course in Brain Surgery’.

Jason raised his bass into a playable position and picked the first bass line and after playing it twice Amerie, Kirk and Lars began their parts. James cleared his throat, gripped the microphone and belted out the first verse:

“Look inside and you will see,
The words are cutting deep inside my brain.
Thunder burning quickly burning,
Knife of words is driving me insane, INSAAAAAAANE YEH!”


The audience was soon thrashing around like maniacs and swilling their drinks to the performance. The remainder of the set list consisted of other cover songs and a decent amount of songs off Kill ‘em All, Ride the Lightning and Master of Puppets.

Halfway through the song ‘Seek and Destroy’ Jason’s bass went out. The equipment overheated and couldn’t handle it anymore. The club was very hot due to the night already being a warm one and the heat from everyone inside just made it worse. Lucky for them this was the last song they were performing. Almost to the end of the song, Jason provided some backing vocals and pretended his bass was still working but all of a sudden he collapsed to the floor. The song was cut short and James and Kirk lifted him outside to get some fresh air. Amerie held onto him and sprayed light cold water over his face to bring him out of unconsciousness. After a painful 5 minutes he finally woke.

“Jason! You’re awake! Thank goodness!” Amerie yelled whilst pulling him in for a hug.

“Damn boy that was brutal. Glad to see you alright.” Kirk knelt down beside them and rested his hand on his shoulder.

Jason recovered quickly and they headed off home early. Jason was most definitely keen for a sleep after the gig. It didn’t take long for them to arrive back at Lars’ house.

“Not bad for your first show Newkid.” Amerie informed and the others nodded in agreement.

“Thank you…did you just make a pun on my last name?” Jason chuckled. They exchange a couple of hearty giggles then went to bed.

“You don’t want me to sleep next to you this time Jase?” Amerie asked.

“I should be fine now. Today was awesome!”

“It sure was. I’m looking forward to recording with you. Anyways sweet dreams Newkid.” Amerie walked off towards her room. Jason rolled onto the couch and drifted off into a comfortable and happy sleep. His future with Metallica was looking bright.

To be continued…
Edited by !JaceyNewkid!, September 30, 2012, 7:14 am.
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Here's chapter 4 finally :P hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 4 - The $5.98 E.P Garage Days Re-Revisited

Almost a year had passed since Jason Newsted had joined Metallica to fill in the place of the late Cliff Burton and finish off already planned tours. Throughout the months he managed to fit in just fine within the group and become quite good friends with James, Lars, Kirk and Amerie. They toured and partied together and had some good times so far. He was no Cliff but he grew into a worthy replacement but with a price...he had to succumb to James' idea of 'hazing' him. Jason had fell victim to various pranks and other abuse and it seemed that the group had no intentions of stopping anytime soon. They wanted to toughen him up so that's exactly what they did.

The time had finally come for Metallica to record their first session with Jason. They decided to record an E.P of a few cover songs. This would help them introduce the world to Jason and show them that he was here to stay. The idea of this E.P revolved around the group where they first started, a garage band rocking out their favorite NWOBHM [New Wave Of British Heavy Metal] songs and so they decided to record the songs how they were, mistakes and all, to give it that full on heavy metal garage sound.

James and Lars chose 5 songs that they thought would be fun to play Metallica style:

1. Helpless by Diamond Head
2. The Small Hours by Holocaust
3. The Wait by Killing Joke
4. Crash Course in Brain Surgery by Budgie
5. Last Caress/Green Hell by The Misfits

Metallica had rehearsed these songs numerous times in Lars' garage and now they were going to the studio to record them for their new E.P.

"Seriously can't wait to record with you guys for the first time." Jason was jumping around the place, almost crashing into walls and other obstacles.

"Haha! I can't wait either, it's gonna be filthy and heavy." Kirk growled whilst scratching his head.

The five put on their tight black drainpipe jeans, black tops and other black apparel as they always do. They then spent half an hour or so tuning the equipment until they were ready to record. Jason turned to face Amerie who winked at him as their eyes met, he smiled and gestured that he was ready.

6 minutes and 39 seconds was the time they took to record 'Helpless'.

"Keep it going, keep it ringing out, let it ring out...ok turn it off now." Lars had said.
"Yeh baby first song down. I think we need a beer after that!" James said with glee.

"Christ James that was ONE song, we should get the others done first and then drink." Amerie replied.

"Fine."

***

Metallica had a photo-shoot for the front cover of the E.P. They dressed all in black and teased the living shit out of their hair.

Amerie was a decent looking girl. She was short and skinny with thick, long, light blonde hair. Her eyes were the bluest of blue and lips glossy pink. She sported tight leather pants with a glitzy silver bullet belt for this cover. They stood in the center of a bathroom holding their instruments and pulled reasonably silly faces. In order of standing were Jason, Amerie, Kirk, Lars and then James.

'The $5.98 E.P Garage Days Re-Revisited' was soon released on August 21.

"The E.P is selling well!" Lars exclaimed. He brought a few cartons of beer home for the band to celebrate the release.

"I believe it's time for us to get a bigger house. Your bed reeks Lars and I'm sure Jason is sick of the couch." Kirk whined.

"We should buy a mansion." Lars suggested.

"Yes! Then we could name it the Metallimansion." Kirk laughed.

Everyone was very eager with the decision.

"Well we're going to have to start on our next album soon and hope it fucking owns because mansions aren't cheap." James smiled.

Amerie sat down next to Jason to have a chat. She liked Jason from day one and was probably the closest member to him. He was a tad standoffish with her at first but he was lightening up. He hadn't really been close to many girls in his life and had a couple of failed relationships. She was sitting really close to him and began to move even closer until they were almost squashed. Her perfume wafted into his nostrils, giving him a sort of high as she rested her head on his shoulder. Jason snuck his arm behind her and around her waist, trying to not make it so obvious.

Kirk noticed and mouthed the word 'smooth' to him, closing his eyes, shaking his head and giggling. Jason responded with the mouthed word 'fuck you'.

Later on that night James and Jason went outside to have a last beer together for the night. The others were asleep already so the two boys decided to have a 'man talk'.

"Amerie's so fucking hot man I'm just gonna say it now." Jason blushed.

"Haha oh dude you have no idea, and that chick can rock." James replied.

"Yeh I know right! How'd you guys find her?"

"Well it was a warm Saturday night at this joint they call 'The Candy Rock Hotel' in San Francisco and Lars, Kirk, Cliff and myself went in there for a drink ya know as we do haha and so yeh well there was this live band playing, only a little known group of five massively hot chicks entirely dressed in tight leather. We had to stay and watch man holy shit! They were playing heavy music like late 70's, early 80's heavy metal shit and damn they rocked it. We focused our attention on the rhythm guitarist, which was of course Amerie who began a very familiar solo, which then turned into the main riff of 'Am I Evil?' She had this long blonde mop flopping around and we couldn't take our eyes off of her, she was freakin' amazing! After the show we asked her to stay back and well then asked if she wanted to join us as rhythm guitarist. Metallica with a chick would certainly stir shit up and then I wouldn't have to play and focus on my vocals hahaha."

James recounted the story to Jason's delight and laughed at the whole thing. James loved being able to run around and only have to focus on deadly vocals. On the night they asked Amerie to join she knew who they were and jumped in joy at the offer. So far she has been an excellent show woman and an entertainment to the crowds.

The boys jumped up off the verandah and headed inside to go to bed.

"Oh I forgot to mention man, I think Amerie may have for the hots for you too." James chuckled, nudging Jason on the arm. Jason lowered his head and couldn't resist a smile.

To be continued...
Edited by !JaceyNewkid!, October 12, 2012, 8:25 am.
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As you've probably all noticed, I've taken out the dates that originally appeared at the beginning of my chapters. They made the story look like too much of a time jump [which it kind of is] but doesn't have too much of an effect. The following chapter and chapters will introduce some more character building, and YES! There is a sex scene coming up in a later chapter [it's already written] :P Enjoy!

Chapter 5 – Blackened

The sun rose on San Francisco’s bay area. Jason woke early at about 6am and grabbed a bite to eat from the fridge. He was feeling devious and decided to creep inside Lars’ garage and take his pick at one of Kirk’s prized guitars. He chose wisely and picked up Kirk’s favorite baby, his black ESP Ltd KH-25. Plugging in the guitar, Jason remembered a riff he had been thinking of for a week or more. The tune was doing his head in and he wanted to get it out as soon as possible. Without realizing that he had left the door open, Jason played his riff over and over again which resulted in waking up the others. Kirk wasn’t happy when he realized that it was his baby being played.

“JASON! What are you doing? No one touches my guitars!” Kirk yelled.

“Oh Kirk! See uhh…” Jason tried to explain as Kirk began to pry his guitar out of Jason’s grip.

“What was that you were playing anyway? It sounded pretty cool.” Kirk calmed himself.

“It’s a riff I made up about a week ago. I had to come in here and get it out of my system. Here, I wrote it down.” Jason handed a page to Kirk containing a scribbled out tablature. Kirk’s eyes sparkled and took his guitar from Jason completely. He looked over the tabs a few more times then began to play them. The noise erupted into a disturbance, which brought James storming into the garage.

“What the fuck is that shit?” James grumbled with his eyes still shut.

“It’s a riff that Jason created. It’s freakin’ awesome man you should check it out. Allow me to demonstrate.” Kirk played out the riff to James a few times until he spoke again.

“Hmm that’s actually not too bad man. This shit could even be the beginning of our next album!” James said with delight.

Everyone eventually woke up and joined in with playing the new song. Jason was trying out some bass lines that could fit with the tune. They were all impressed with Jason’s skills more and more.

“You got a title for it man?” Lars pondered.

“I think it should be called ‘Blackened’, you know a song of nothingness, the end, you know.” Jason replied. “I get to write lyrics for it right?” Jason turned to James.

“Haha oh dude you make me laugh. It’s your first studio album, don’t get too cocky.” James scowled.

Jason lowered his head and felt a slight feeling of defeat. He created an awesome new riff; his own little contribution to Metallica and James wasn’t allowing him to write lyrics…? What was up with that? He placed his bass back onto its rack and walked out with a taste of disdain deep in his throat. Amerie watched him the entire time and decided to follow. She felt that James’ comment was a blow to the stomach and incredibly unfair.

Amerie found Jason sitting on the couch, staring blankly ahead. She walked in on him and gestured him towards her room. He followed her and sat down on her bed, as did she.

“I know Jase, that wasn’t a pleasant thing James just said.” Amerie wrapped her arms around his waist loosely and snuggled into his chest.

“It’s unfair! I didn’t join the band just to get shat on whenever I introduce an idea.” Jason raged. He didn’t respond to Amerie’s affection so easily as he started to tense up with anger. Amerie was freaking out, as she had never seen this side of him before. She was used to James’ episodes but not Jason. She tightened her grip around his waist and began to glide her nose and lips across his neck. The feeling was so intense that it sent shivers up and down Jason’s spine. It was relaxing and soothed his mood quickly.

“I’ll have a talk to James later ok Newkid.” Amerie whispered in his ear, causing his eyes to flutter in delight. He was opening up more to her touch each time. Just as he was beginning to enjoy the sensations, she immediately let go of her grip and jumped up off the bed to confront James. She gave Jason a pleasant smile on her way out and left him there to recover. He fell backwards and lay down on Amerie’s bed. The two had grown really close over the past year and had built a solid friendship but recently Amerie had been showing signs of an even more intimate relationship towards Jason. He brushed it off as just a thing that females do to friends and rested his arms behind his head. Amerie’s bed was comfy but her room was absolute filth.

I thought girls were tidy man. Jason laughed to himself.

***

“Hetfield! You, me, outside now please.” Amerie demanded. James laughed at her but then found himself being dragged by his ear until he cooperated.

“What was up with that shit eh?” Amerie asked desperately.

“What do you mean? The kid just joined us, Metallica is ours, not his. He can write on the next album.” James replied.

“James, he produced some decent material for you and you won’t even give him the luxury of writing his own lyrics to his own song. It’s a bit unfair.”

“Oh alright! He can be co writer.” James sighed. Amerie crossed her arms and gave him her famous pleading eyes.

“…And have writing credits as well.” James said whilst rolling his eyes.

“Thank you. Now apologize to him.” Amerie asked.

James obeyed and went to make amends with Jason. He entered Amerie’s room and walked up to the bed. Jason did nothing but stare at him until James offered his hand. Jason smiled and monkey gripped his arm. James pulled him up into a bro hug and slapped him on the back.

“Sorry I was a dickhead earlier. You may co write the lyrics and you’ll get writing credits for Blackened.” James apologized, squeezing his shoulder.

“That’s ok thanks man. I apologize as well.” Jason’s eyes gleamed with joy.

“Why is that?” James raised his eyebrow.

“Sorry you’re a dickhead.” Jason laughed and instantly sped off out of the room. James laughed and took off after him. The two chased each other for at least 5 minutes until James caught up and crash tackled him to the ground.

Where would these boys be without me hey? Amerie smiled to herself.

To be continued…
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Chapter 6 – New Years Eve

“Mwahblahhrrrrdddjasssiii party!” Lars screamed. The little Danish guy was blind drunk. It was New Years Eve and Metallica were partying hard at the base of San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge. Crowds of thousands were piled up to enjoy the lively festivities and Metallica were no strangers to parties. Each member had spent the Winter break with their families but joined each other to celebrate this international occasion. They only had half an hour to go until the clock struck midnight to enter the world into the New Year. The gang was already hammered from beers and wine and other alcoholic beverages. James and Jason took their shirts off and threw them into the air but Kirk and Lars took their pants off. Amerie was on the grass laughing her ass off and refused to copy their current trend.

Jason lay down beside her and stared straight into her eyes. She felt a tingly feeling attack her body until Jason let out a thunderous burp. Amerie burst out in a laugh so hard she had tears pouring out of her eyes. She punched him dead in the side of his gut and cried out ‘gross!’ When she eventually calmed down she rolled over and rested her arm cozily across Jason’s chest.

Maybe it’s about time I told Jase how I feel about him. We’ve been great friends for almost two years now but I feel so much more for him. I don’t like to rush these things though so maybe I should just hold back.

Amerie was thinking hard to herself and tried to make a decision of what to do. Jason’s arm crept its way around her and pulled her in closer to where he was laying. The guy was shirtless, drunk and freezing and desperately needed a warm cuddle buddy at this moment in time. She didn’t resist and played her hand along his chest and abs in an up and down motion. He responded and followed her actions along her arm. Jason also found himself running his hands through her hair and stroking her ever so gently. Although they were piss drunk, they were enjoying their moment of pure bliss.

“Hey duders! 10 seconds until midnight!” James yelled out to the group.

Both Jason and Amerie heard his call and fell into what could only be described as a time anomaly. It was the longest 10 seconds they had ever experienced.

9…

Jason pulled himself up and onto his side to face the beautiful girl that lay below him.

8…

He placed one hand below her breasts and gazed into her sky blue eyes. Her heart jumped at the gaze from his dangerous eyes.

7…

Amerie gripped his neck with her right hand and felt his free hand caressing her face and hair once again.

6…

He found himself lowering his head closer to hers as his eyes forced themselves shut. Amerie let go as well and her eyes followed his lead. His long, thick, red-brown hair covered her entire face, blanketing their view of the vicinity around them.

5…

Jason’s chin reached her pale but elegant jaw line. Amerie twitched slightly but didn’t move anymore. He followed the tantalizing trail across her face towards her mouth, heart racing.

4…

He felt her short but fast breaths on his neck as she tilted her head slightly to an easy access angle. Opening his eyes, Jason noticed her pleading pink, soft, moist lips.

3…

He followed her movements and began brushing his lips across her soft skin, creeping closer and closer to her mouth. He closed his eyes once again.

2…

Both were frozen as they realized they were only one more move away and at the end of the countdown. Jason placed his thumb underneath Amerie’s chin to align her lips with his and slowly, ever so gently, he moved forward and closed the gap between them.

1…

The world went to nothingness. With a slight tinge of fear and mild hesitation, Jason pressed his lips against Amerie’s and felt his body float away. Amerie’s eyes fluttered open then shut suddenly but she relaxed and felt her body turn into jelly.

“HAPPY FUCKING NEW YEARS!” Cried the rest of the gang.

In an instant, the kiss that Jason and Amerie shared ended in delight. Jason lay back down next to her and they cuddled up again to watch the explosion of fireworks. A gorgeous and rare sight they were as fireworks were passed off as illegal only a few years ago due to the danger hazards they created. The explosions made Amerie’s eyes sparkle. She thought explosions were pretty and these ones were all different colors! Jason found himself fixated on her eyes and couldn’t look away.

“Wow Amerie your eyes are like starlight.” He smiled and brushed his knuckles along her jaw and neck.

She giggled and kissed him again, this time only on his cheek. She nuzzled into his chest once again and trailed off into her own thoughts. The crowds created an eerily drowning noise that allowed her to think. Was she ever going to be able to tell Jason how she felt about him? Was that kiss they just shared a moment ago real or just a New Year’s fling? Was it the alcohol that did this? The negative thoughts were saddening her mood so she disposed of them immediately, back to where she was now; in the arms of her gorgeous friend who looked like a mess from all the partying. She still thought of him to be cute even when his hair was in a big mess like tonight.

The party continued on late into the night until people decided to leave, or they were so drunk they fell to the ground and slept there instead. Amerie dozed off cozy and warm in Jason’s arms and this gave him precious time to think to himself.

I’ll have to do something soon. She drives me crazy, but in a good way. I can’t stop thinking about her.

They weren’t prepared for what was ahead. There was no more time to focus on parties and celebrations, it was time to return to their families for the remainder of their break and then start getting serious and record their fourth studio album.

To be continued…
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Chapter 7 - …And Justice For All

A month had passed; Christmas came and went like lightning, as did the New Years celebrations and it was time for Metallica to begin recording their fourth studio album. Most songs were already prepared but just needed some more lyrics added and the actual music tuned up a bit. The group was away with their family for the winter break and now they rejoined to start their album. During the break, Jason and Amerie found themselves missing each other a lot, especially after their new years incident. When they both turned up to the studio, they literally ran at each other as fast as they could and embraced the moment. Amerie kissed Jason all over his cheek leaving a trail of gloss behind. He wiped it away furiously and gripped her waist, pulling her even closer to his body.

“I missed you Newkid.” Amerie whispered into Jason’s ear. Her quick breath sent shivers the entire way down his body.

“As did I.” He replied trying hard to pull himself as close as possible to her warm body. The moment was quickly interrupted by another pair of three arms taking on a firm grip around the two. It was James, Lars and Kirk, happy to be back in the studio once again. Lars kissed everyone on the cheek except for Jason; he instead received a massive pash on the lips.

“Ahh what the fuck man?” Jason spat.

“I missed ya that’s all, talked to the others in the break except for you.” Lars chuckled. Jason shook his head in disbelief and gave him a manly hug in return. He turned to the others who were in complete laughing agony. They had burst out in laughter at Lars’ spontaneous affectionate moves.

They spent the next few months rehearsing and recording the material for the album. It was a very difficult time for them trying to work well with Jason. His bass tones were interfering with Amerie’s rhythm tones and it was getting on James’ nerves a bit. In the end they had settled everything, fixed the problems and finally completed the recording process in May.

“Awesome work guys! It’s complete. Time to mix and shit and think of a name and cover and shit.” James was already drunk in celebration, thrashing around the studio like a lunatic.

“The theme throughout the album mainly depicts political and social issues, …And Justice For All seems to be the best representation of said theme.” Amerie suggested.

“Umm yeh! We could totally have like the cover of a corrupted Lady Justice or a cracked statue with broken scales and shit.” Lars squealed.

“Fuck yes! With her tits out and binded by ropes!” James yelled.

The group stood on the spot and stayed silent for what felt like minutes. They just stood there with huge content smiles on their faces until they up and left to go home. They were satisfied with their new masterpiece and were anxious to get it released. The next big ‘thing’ within the group was the topic of Jason and Amerie. Kirk asked Jason out to lunch to discuss what was happening. Amerie spent the same time with James and Lars.

“So Jase, what’s up with you and Amerie? Are you like together or something?” Kirk giggled like a schoolgirl.

“I don’t really know man. I mean, I kinda have feelings for her but I don’t know if she’s serious or just fucking around ya know?” Jason whimpered.

***

“Sooooooooooooo…you and Jason eh?” Lars chuckled.

“I don’t know. He doesn’t seem interested in anything serious if you know what I mean.” Amerie said softly. Her body ached at the thought of their antics on New Years as a mere ‘fling’. She made the decision to talk to him about it but didn’t know where or when. James was the one who would be the most against the idea of the two together. It wasn’t that he had romantic feelings for Amerie but saw her more as a sister so often became protective of her. She enjoyed the fact that he cared about her but wouldn’t approve if he became involved in her love life.

***

‘…And Justice For All’ was released on the 5th September 1988. The band regrouped once again to listen to the whole album in its entirety. Everyone was impressed except for Jason. As every song was playing he would just sit there and frown, uttering occasional groans. The others looked at him puzzled.

“Uhh where’s the bass?” Jason said.

The group was shocked; James and Lars lowered their heads but Kirk and Amerie looked very surprised.

“It interfered with the tones of the rhythm guitar so we had to turn it down man, you can still hear it.” James sympathized.

“Barely.” Jason choked. He shook his head and felt the biggest feeling of defeat.

At least I received writing credit on Blackened I guess.

James and Lars hastily jumped up and left the room after a brief apology leaving Jason to Kirk and Amerie’s care. They sat close by his side and consoled him, telling him it was all going to be ok and that the bass was somewhat audible. He nodded, smiled and thanked them for making him feel a bit better. Kirk was next to leave, which left Amerie and Jason alone. She wriggled herself towards him and leaned in close to his ears.

“Just a warning Newkid, don’t use the red toothpaste. The guys replaced the tube with hot sauce.” Amerie warned. Jason smiled and took the news as a joke; he wasn’t one to get angry at what was only a prank. Thoughts circulated through his mind about revealing his feelings for Amerie but he couldn’t bring himself to the job. He hugged her briefly and left the room immediately, leaving Amerie alone and in a melancholic state. That was the quickest hug Jason had ever given her. What did that mean?

To be continued…
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I love your idea of a girl being in Metallica :D

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"Umm yeh! We could totally have like the cover of a corrupted Lady Justice or a cracked statue with broken scales and shit." Lars squealed.

"Fuck yes! With her tits out and binded by ropes!" James yelled.


^^^ THis part made me laugh so hard. Awesome story! :horns2 :lol:
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I love your idea of a girl being in Metallica :D

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"Umm yeh! We could totally have like the cover of a corrupted Lady Justice or a cracked statue with broken scales and shit." Lars squealed.

"Fuck yes! With her tits out and binded by ropes!" James yelled.


^^^ THis part made me laugh so hard. Awesome story! :horns2 :lol:
Thank you! It's only going to get sillier :lol:

Haha James and Lars are silly :P
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