In Your Head
We just finished our last show here in The Henry Fonda Theatre in Los Angeles.
Great audience i must say. Id say one of the best, and well gayest, but thats
what i love about Los Angeles, so many teenagers knowing who they are, what they want, Unlike me. What I want? Who I want? "Jesus Fucking Christ" if only they knew
what a bad person i really was. Would they still be Fans? Would they still like our band? Would there still be a band? Will We still be Tegan & Sara? or just stupid fucking Tegan "the one who ruined everything?", and Sara? Will she? Will she? Accept this? "Fuck". I'm just going to shut my mind off and go to my bunk.
I wonder if Sara's still out there signing autographs? She sure isnt in her bunk yet. Id expect her to have been here by now. She sang her ass off tonight, She did great, i wont admit it out loud, but she did. Well then, off to my little dreams, my wicked, yet wonderful dreams.
3 HOURS LATER
"Gosh this RV is hot, People need to really stop breathing so much". I wake up and snatch my shirt off, because God Try being in an RV with 4 very sweaty band members. Not the best Air to be in, or to breath in. Thank god they have their own section way at the front. I wonder if Sara is here yet? I turn to face the bunk next to me.
Yeah she is.
Look at her sleep. So Peaceful, so Careless, so...so Beautiful, and...and.. "Fuck" she's my sister. I realize I said fuck a wee bit to loud, because I start to see Sara fluttering her eyes open. She slowly starts to wake as she looks straight at me in a questioning look.
"Tegan?" she sounds so cute and groggy.
"Yeah" I whisper. "What the Hell Tegan! You woke me up".
"yeah well ummm sorry about that" I say trying to drop all conversation, because God knows i need her to go back to sleep. That way she wont see how lost i get while staring at her.
"It's ok dork" She looks straight at me.
She starts to Grin "I see u couldn't handle our breathing".
I look down at my bare chest with nothing but my grey lace bra. "Well you guys really do need to stop breathing so much". I start to cover myself up with my blanket.
"Yeah you better cover up, because your disturbing my sleepy little eyes".
I grin at her and smartly respond "You wish you had this bod with my hard abs and soft skin".
She shifts herself the opposite direction, towards the wall, not facing me anymore.
"You wish you had my body" she whispers drifting back to sleep.
I turn towards my wall now, and whisper so silently "Yeah i do" your beautiful, soft body in my arms holding you tightly in peace without a worry, and with that I drift off to sleep.