All right, so this is my newest installment. It is set in our time period. It was inspired by: my dream, Wayne's World, and God knows where else...
So, basically, Will lives in Lafayette Indiana with his childhood friend Gilan. They both know that they can't hit the big time with music in their small town. Will currently lives with his parents but, oh boy, I feel that's about to change...
Will was an average seventeen year old. He hung out with friends, he listened to music, he enjoyed spending time with people, but he pondered on what was to happen when he got home from school.
His father didn't like what he liked. His father was a religious psycho that criticized his music on a daily bases. His father was abusive. His father was just the plain opposite of Will.
Will was told by his father this morning that if he hadn't gotten a haircut after school he'd be kicked out of the house. Will wondered how that would go... (1)
"Hey Will. I got my stuff ready. I'll wait for you outside your window. Best of luck." Will's next door neighbor and best friend Gilan said as saw him before he walked into his house.
"Hey man. You too." Will replied.
Man... This is not gonna be pretty... Will thought as he walked up his steps and opened the door.
He saw his father right away, and then his mother.
His mother looked in fear as she saw his hair. Halt said he would kick Will out. And he meant it.
"No haircut I see." Halt examined as he walked up to Will.
Will immediately took a defensive position.
"I'll get my things. I already packed this morning." Will said walking cautiously around Halt.
"Leaving your mother and I? Why not just cut your hair? It's easier than being thrown out on your ass!" Halt yelled as he punched Will's back.
"Halt! Stop it!" Pauline yelled as she pulled him back, allowing Will to run to his room in immense pain.
As Will entered he locked his door and groaned. Being hit by Halt always hurt, but this was a new level of pain. He looked out his window and sure enough, Gilan was there.
Will passed down his Gibson Les Paul that was in its case to him. And as he was passing his bag of clothes down he heard a huge slam on the door.
"Why don't you just come out here and talk Will?" His father said in a menacing voice.
"How stupid do you think I am?" Will replied sarcastically.
"You know that smart mouth is going to get you in trouble one day!" Halt said as he slammed the door again.
"Will hurry the hell up before he breaks the door down again!" Gilan whispered fiercely.
Will was about to jump through the window but he heard his mother being slapped and yelled at.
Will unlocked and opened the door as he walked up to his father who was beating down his mother.
"What, gained some courage?" Halt said tauntingly as he stood over Pauline.
Will punched him in the jaw and watched happily as Halt slammed into the wall, followed by him falling backwards.
Halt got up immediately and tackled Will down. Punching Will in the face and chest. And then he started to choke Will.
Gilan busted through the front door with his Glock and aimed it at Halt.
"Get off Will!" He yelled. Aiming at Halt's side.
Halt slowly got off Will and smirked at Gilan.
"What, going to shoot me to save your little friend?" Halt asked as he slowly walked forward. Making Gilan back up towards the door.
"Don't move!" Gilan yelled. Seeing Will get up and grabbing a bottle of beer.
"Now now, shooting me wouldn't be ni-" He was stopped in the middle of his sentence as Will hit him and knocked him out.
Will rushed to his mother who was on the floor.
"Mom! Mom wake up!" Will panicked. But it didn't work.
"I'll call 911." Gilan said as he went to the house phone.
Will checked her pulse but didn't feel anything. He then tried to listen to her heartbeat, once again, nothing.
"No..." Will said quietly as the tears started to fall.
"A rib punctured her lung. She bled internally. I'm sorry..." The doctor told Will as he went out of the room where he attempted to save Will's mother.
Will stood there in disbelief. His mother was dead. A painful death at that. And it was his fault.
Gilan held his shoulder with his right hand. He wasn't good with words. But his actions expressed his feelings.
If only I'd cut my stupid hair...
"You can go see her if you like." The doctor told Will. He then began to walk away to tend to another patient.
"Thank you." Will said as he walked into the emergency room. Gilan waited outside. Figuring Will would rather be alone for this.
"Mom, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." Will said painfully.
He bursted into tears as he saw her dead. He knew it was his fault. He could've waited. But no, he had to learn the hard way...
Will and Gilan were riding down the highway in Gilan's Firebird. They were about to leave the Indiana line and hit Illinois. Will had been quiet the entire trip. He would sometimes move but other than that he just stared out the window.
Gilan decided to cheer Will up by playing an old joke of his. He entered a CD and he smiled as the intro started.
He was glad to see Will finally smile as he realized it was Flirtin' With Disaster by Molly Hatchet. Gilan would often joke that that's what their life would be. Little did he know it would...
I'm travelin' down the road and I'm flirtin' with disaster.
I put my pedal to the floor and my life is running faster.
I'm outta money. Outta luck and it looks like self destruction.
How much more can we take with all of this corruption?
They eventually hit Kansas City and it was Will's turn to drive. That's how they had set it up. Gilan would drive five hours and Will would sleep, and then they would switch.
Will pumped gas into the car at a Kwik Shop. And it wasn't too long before he was back on the road.
LA, the big city of famous Rock bands, was now in their sight. They'd never seen anything like it. It was amazing to them.
"My cousin lives about one hour away somewhere in this place. We can live there until we find an apartment." Gilan told Will.
"Sounds cool. I can't wait to put an add in the paper." Will replied.
"That reminds me, what are we gonna call ourselves? We've had hours and hours of driving but we haven't had the time to discuss that."
"I don't know. I've never thought about it. We'll have to discuss that once we form the band." Will replied.
"Yeah. It can wait."
"Hey, thanks for letting us stay here Tom." Gilan greeted as Tom opened the door.
It was surprisingly not dirty like Will expected. It was quite the nice apartment.
"Hey, not to be rude, but I've been driving for eight hours. Can I get some rest?" Will asked.
"Sure! Your room's over there. Just drop your stuff wherever you like in there man." Tom replied.
Will entered his room and was quite happy about the size of it.
I'm not sure what this guy does, but he's got an apartment I envy. Will thought.
Will simply laid his things on the floor and hit the bed. He was tired out of his mind.
(1) I've had people tell me that was dumb. Well, they're dumb technically, because Axl Rose was kicked out of his house for not cutting his hair. Therefore, if you don't like it, I don't care.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this. The next chapter will be about the forming of the band. And the next chapter will have an awesome first concert featuring one of my favorite Motley Crue songs "Girl's Girl's Girl's". :P
PLEASE HELP ME WITH THE NAME OF THE BAND! I have no clue what I'll name it. And remember people, CLASSIC ROCK-LIKE NAMES! Nothing weird like "The Canes" or something really stupid.
Anyways, review if you like, and please suggest a name.
Thank you and long live Rock N' Roll.