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| Fight Fire With Fire; James/OFC, Het, 1999 | |
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| Shayniz21 | April 10, 2013, 4:26 pm Post #136 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I liked this one. I'm glad they are slowly improving their relationship and I'm glad she's going to be working for Metallica again. |
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| HellHathNoFury | April 12, 2013, 12:10 am Post #137 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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*bump* |
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| Jaymez | April 13, 2013, 1:46 pm Post #138 |
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Frantic
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Ummm... So, where do I start? I just read this in one sitting and I'm in love!!! I love Ruth and James, they are like a pair of roasted marshmallows, they have a hard shell but they're all gooey once you get past it. I'm so excited to see where this is going.
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| Damage, Inc. | April 14, 2013, 4:13 am Post #139 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Soooo I'm absolutely addicted to this fic. How did I not notice it sooner?!? Pleeeaassseee update soon |
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| -DJ- | April 14, 2013, 5:00 am Post #140 |
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Blackened
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Hey! So here's the deal, our internet at home is broken hence the reason i can't post but i will tomorrow when i'm in college. I have the next two chapters written so i haven't abandoned this at all And @jaymez and @Damage, Inc. New readers? Awesome! Anyway, i'll update tomorrow guys. Thanks for sticking around!
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| Damage, Inc. | April 14, 2013, 6:02 am Post #141 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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YAYAYAYAY!! I'm already counting down to tomorrow...can't wait! You're a very talented writer by the way. Keep up the good work
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| -DJ- | April 17, 2013, 4:40 am Post #142 |
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Blackened
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Okay, a bit later than expected but life kinda got in the way “Ruth? Ruth. You have to get up?” the strong sunlight hit my eyes as he stood in front of me in a white tank top and shorts attempting to wake me. “It’s 10.30 and you need to be at HQ for 12” “You never told me that! If I knew I would have set an alarm” I groaned. “I forgot…sorry” he said quietly as I dragged myself to the shower. I got to HQ after a few wrong turns and directions over the phone from Kirk. When I pulled up, the building looked like a regular warehouse from the outside. I saw Kirk standing at the door in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts so I knew I was at the right place. “Hey! Let me show you around” he hugged me then guided me through the kitchen where Lars was sitting at the table beside a guy in brightly colored sweater who I’d never seen before and gave me a cold stare. Kirk showed me his office and Lars’ office upstairs that were in the process of being furnished but James’ office was totally empty. We ended the tour in the vast rehearsal room where we sat on amps opposite each other. “Nice place” I looked around at a lot of Kirk’s guitars already in the room and two of Lars’ drum kits covered with a sheet. “It’ll be even nicer soon. Is James alright with you being here?” “He’s fine with it. He was hesitant about it at first because of Lars…he thought Lars was going to brainwash me into thinking he’s selfish and stuff” I admitted. “I know Lars can be persuasive but that’s a bit much” “That’s what I said but he’s convincing himself otherwise” “How are things between you two?” “They’re good” I told him staring into space. “You don’t seem so happy about that” he laughed softly. “I am it’s just…he’s changed a lot since rehab” “For better or worse?” “Better. I mean, we communicate better than ever but…we haven’t…y’know…?” I watched as Kirk’s eyes widened at my admission. “Are you kidding?” he almost laughed. “No!” I cringed. “Everything needs to be taken slow with him…even those kinds of things. If it starts getting hot between us he’ll stop and say sorry and that he can’t do it. I hope he’s not getting it somewhere else…” “Don’t worry yourself about it. He told me about how he wants to do things right with you this time so that’s probably why he’s waiting. I wouldn’t take it personally” “Anyway, that might be a little too much info. Who’s the guy with the funky sweater?” “Phil. He’s our therapist” “Oh…is he here all the time?” “No. But he’ll probably be around a lot more once James gets back. Listen, there’s not a lot you can do around here today with just me and Lars so you can go if you want” I walked back through the kitchen and I felt Lars’ eyes following me the whole time I walked. “Tell your boyfriend he’s fucking needed around here” he scoffed eating a sandwich. “Why don’t you call him and tell him yourself?” I could have said worse but I didn’t want an argument. “Because he’s too much of a pussy to answer my calls these days…where’s the Mighty Hetfield now huh?” he laughed sarcastically. “Leave it, Lars” Kirk told him. “Why should I leave it when James has his chick down here instead of himself?!” he got up from the table and stormed off. “Don’t worry about him. He’s got stuff going on at home and he’s bringing it in here” Kirk reassured me. “Like I said earlier, there’s not a lot for you to do right now but I’ll call you if we need you. Sound cool?” “Awesome. See ya” When I got back to James’ I called for him but got no answer even though his truck was in the drive way. I checked the garden and the basement but eventually found him in bed with the curtains pulled shut. “Hey” I sat on the bed and rubbed his hand. “You okay?” “Yeah…I thought you’d be gone for a lot longer” “So you thought you’d sneak a nap in while I was gone?” I teased. “Yeah. I didn’t get much sleep last night” he yawned. That’d also explain why he was up before me this morning. “Why not?” “I was just awake thinking about stuff. How was HQ? Is it looking good?” “Kirk showed me around. Your office still needs to be done but other than that it’s pretty nice” “Was Lars there?” “Yeah he was. He said he tried calling you or something” “He called me for like three seconds before I could even answer the phone” “But you didn’t try calling him back?” he shrugged instead of giving me a proper answer. They were both as stubborn as each other it seemed. “Are you staying here or are you getting up?” “I’ll follow you down in a few minutes. I wanna take a shower” he told me stretching in bed. I went downstairs and started frying some bacon to make sandwiches for us. It was sad to see Lars and Kirk getting settled into HQ and James not be there to see it all happen. Even I was more connected to the world of Metallica than he was and it just didn’t feel right to me. I wanted him to get back to making music and doing something that makes him happy rather than just laying around the house all day. As I put his plate on the table he came into the kitchen after his shower and sat down. “Thanks” he took a huge bite of his sandwich. “So do you have to go back to HQ tomorrow?” “Kirk said he’d call if I was needed but there’s not much for me to do if they’re not making music you know? And they can’t really do that without you” he continued to chomp on his sandwich while I spoke. “Maybe we could go together and take a look at the place?” “I don’t know, Ruth” he sighed and shook his head. “We could go after Lars leaves then you wouldn’t have to face him if that’s what you’re worried about. You could take some of your guitars down too and get yourself set up” I tried to motivate him to go as much as possible without annoying him. “Let me think about it, alright?” I smiled because his answer wasn’t a ‘no’. “Have you got a meeting tonight?” “Yeah but I have to do something first” he put his plate in the sink and grabbed his keys from the table. “Are you leaving now? I thought your meetings didn’t start until 6pm?” “They don’t but like I said I have to do something first” he kissed my cheek and headed for the front door. “Oh…right. Later” |
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| Jaymez | April 17, 2013, 4:48 am Post #143 |
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Ahhhh! An update! I was literally logging off so I could sleep, I have to be up in 5 hours but I couldn't wait! This is so great!!! I wonder what the "something" is that James has to do! MOAR!! Please?
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| Damage, Inc. | April 17, 2013, 9:09 am Post #144 |
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Wooo! An update!! I was honestly having withdrawls! I'm curious what James is up to as well...hope it's nothing bad Can't wait for more!!!
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| Shayniz21 | April 17, 2013, 1:22 pm Post #145 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Oh what is he going todo? I can't wait till the next update! |
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| Nemesis | April 17, 2013, 1:42 pm Post #146 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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Thanks for the update! Lars should relax a little, give James some space. I can't wait to see when James will go to HQ.. But what is James up to now? |
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| Sol | April 17, 2013, 4:10 pm Post #147 |
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Frantic
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Yeah, an update! I'm excited about the next chapter already! |
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| HellHathNoFury | April 17, 2013, 8:57 pm Post #148 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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What is James up to? Hmmmmm.... |
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| -DJ- | April 18, 2013, 6:27 am Post #149 |
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Blackened
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Thanks for the love guys “I know you can do this, James” I told him as we sat in the car in front of HQ. When he came home from his meeting yesterday he agreed to come with me today but only after everyone else at HQ had left. However, it was progress. “Yeah I know…in a minute though” he said wiping his sweaty hands on the knees of his jeans. He looked over the rim of his glasses at me as if he was lost. I got out of the car and hoped he’d follow me. He had the keys so I couldn’t get out of the hot sun until he got out of the car. Even though it was nearly 7pm, it was still unbearably hot. Ten minutes later I heard his boots crunch of the tiny pebbles on the ground and the door click shut. I offered him a smile as he put his key in the lock and opened the door. I walked him around the place like Kirk had done with me yesterday. We started upstairs and stood in his bare office. “Any ideas what you’re going to do with it?” I asked him as he stood in the middle of the room with his hands shoved in his pockets looking at the walls. “Purple…purple walls and a couch…maybe a black couch” “Cool” We went back downstairs into the rehearsal room where Kirk’s gear and Lars’ drums took up most of the space. Only one of James’ guitars was here, sitting on its own in a corner. He walked around the room looking at the paint on the walls. “Why don’t you plug it in?” I gestured towards his guitar. “Uh…no. it’s okay” he waved his hand to dismiss it. “Please? I know you haven’t forgotten how to play” “These aren’t my amps though. I don’t—“ I took a lead from the wall and plugged James’ guitar into one of Kirk’s amps. Thank god Kirk still used the same amps. I gave him his guitar and pulled a stool for him to sit on. “There ya go. All set” he gave me ‘please-don’t-make-me-do-this’ look but he soon started familiarizing himself with the guitar. His fingers started to pluck some strings and he played some soft repetitive notes with his eyes closed like he was fading into his own music. Before I knew it I was being ignored. And I couldn’t have been happier about it. I skipped to the kitchen to get a bottle of water from the fridge and I noticed a post-it note with a to-do list written in Kirk’s handwriting. There was simple things written on it like ‘get guitar fixed’, call people that were all crossed off but the only thing that wasn’t crossed off was ‘get James to come here’. I picked up the nearest pen and crossed it off with a smile on my face. I went back to James and he was playing a different song but he still had his eyes closed. I turned off the amp and he snapped out of his dream-like trance and smiled genuinely at me. “How did that feel?” “I…great!” he tried but he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face as he put the guitar back in the stand. “Think I still got it?” “I heard a couple of bum notes in there” I teased. “Yeah right. It’s alright here, huh?” “Yep. Ready to go home?” I looked at my watch and it was nearly 9pm. “Not just yet” he told me and I was surprised at his sudden interest in the place. I sat on the leather couch in the control room of HQ and watched as James walked around and fiddled with the knobs on the board. “Think you could get used to being here?” “Yeah…it’s not so bad” he sat beside me. “Thanks for making me come here” he said shyly. “I uhm…got something for you” “Really? Cool” “I’m not really sure how to do this but” he stuck his hand deep in his pocket and pulled out a thin silver ring with a small square diamond embedded in the top. My heart started to beat a little faster “It’s not what it looks like” he laughed nervously and I was slightly relieved. “Think of it as a…promise ring or something. Like, I promise to out for you the way you have for me since rehab and all that stuff” he said still twirling the ring on his index finger. “But it works both ways because you have to promise me something too” “Okay. What is it?” “When your dad gets home from his trip that you’ll move in with me. For good” “Alright” I smiled as he shifted to put the ring on the middle finger of my left hand. “Don’t want people to get the wrong idea, right?” “Right. Thank you. It’s really pretty” I looked at the diamond shine under the light of the room. “I love you so much, James” I leaned across the couch to wrap my arms around him and he kissed my neck. My eyes began to well up. “Hey why are you crying?” “Is that where you went yesterday before your meeting? To get the ring?” I asked as best I could, trying to wipe my eyes at the same time. “Yeah. I was going to get it before you came home but I couldn’t because you were home early” “Thank god” I said, breathing a sigh of relief. “Where did you think I went?” “Well I don’t know…I was thinking all sorts of things” “Like what?” “Like maybe you were... you know how we haven’t…had sex yet?” “I know…” “Well I thought maybe you were getting it somewhere else but I was being stupid” “Ruth, if I’m not ready to do it with you, why would I be ready to do it with someone else?” “I know. I was just thinking too much into it” “Is the ‘no sex’ thing that big of a deal for you?” “No. I understand why you want to wait and stuff and I respect that but it’s just hard sometimes when you sleep practically naked beside me every night” “Want me to start wearing pajamas or something?” he laughed. “Nah, I can wait a bit longer” I got up and wiped my face again. “Anyway, ready to go home?” |
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| Damage, Inc. | April 18, 2013, 6:49 am Post #150 |
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My God, James is such a sweetheart! So adorable Looking forward to more
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