Rage and Grace: Chapter II: Welcome Home
I tried so long to tell myself you're gone
But though you're still with me I've been alone all along
"Hey Jason, you sure you got the close up of the store?" I asked at the door. He rolled his eyes at me and nodded.
"Get some!" he yelled. I smirked at him as he started to laugh.
"Yeah why did I think telling you about tonight was a good idea?"
"Who else are you going to tell?" He was right of course, this senior in high school was my only friend I didn't want to bed. You know how wrong that sounds? I tried not to think of our age difference since I'd stopped aging so long ago. Yeah aren't you supposed to be mature and shit? Tell that to my raging hormones.
"I guess you're right but..."
"I know I know... if I tell anyone I'm fired." I smiled and he returned it. He was a pretty good kid, he wouldn't tell anyone besides I was probably the 'cool' boss compared to the jobs his friends had.
I made my way to my 1988 Acura. It was a manual that sounded like it was going to explode at any moment, especially when it got past sixty miles per hour, but I never needed to go any faster than that so it was fine enough for me. Jacob offered to buy me a car before he left feeling guilty for leaving but I said I'm much rather have him visit then buy me a car... I could never take it either... I've got to have standards.
Once I was home I took a cold shower trying to calm my raging hormones but it never worked... not for a lack of trying though. After the cold shower I pulled on boxers then slipped on some jeans and a white undershirt. Over that I work my button up blue shirt with a black design on the side. I put sprayed axe on me and started to look through the dvd collection to what we'd watch. I smiled thinking about it. Still rocking dvds and not blue rays? It was the way I was, maybe it was why I still could put money away in a bank every week, I didn't need the best of everything. I got my TV from the Cullens when they moved which looked out of place next to the rest of my modest collection of items. In a cabinet under the hanging flat screen was an XboX 360 with ten or twelve games in the cabinet. My phone started ringing. I looked down at it then picked it up.
"What's up Jason, need me back there already?" I chided.
"Nah, just thought I'd tell you that the order for Pearl Trapset just arrived."
"Yeah, so set it up." I said.
"Come on man, you know me I'm not a drum guy... I'm more of a 'pick up the ladies with my acoustic skills.'" He said. I laughed but it was close enough to the truth.
"Alright, just move the set in to the storage I'll take care of it tomorrow."
"You mean if you make it in... I mean you don't know what might happen tonight."
"Yeah... obviously... you just called to give me that jab didn't you?"
"Sorry Boss, I'll try harder next time."
"You'd better, see you after school tomorrow." I laughed and hung up the phone. I wonder if I'll have any time to work on my drum set tomorrow? I thought. I'd spent the week making a drum set by hand when no one was in the store. I had steady hands so carving the wood wasn't that difficult. I knew I was never going to make big money making my own drums but if I wasn't doing anything else. And it's easier to toy around with that than making a piano. I thought humorously to myself.
I heard a car approaching from a distance and smiled. I looked out of the window and my smile disappeared. It was Jay's car.
The ass hole was child of a rich family in Seattle, and as such he had a corvette he liked to show off. He fancied himself some kind of MMA fighter even though I didn't think he ever got in to a real fight. He got up out of the car wearing a Tapout shirt. His hat to the side and his pants baggy. Everything about this guy says douce bag.
Leah stepped out of the car and they walked up to the door. He pulled her back to him and kissed her and then felt her ass. She slapped his hand and giggled.
"Hey I'm going to use the bathroom real quick." she said with a smile to her boy toy. And ran inside. He had a grin on his face I wanted to wipe off more than anything. His eyes turned to me.
"Aight, let's get a couple things straight between us. I don't care if you have your little girls night here but if ya even think about touching my girl I'll bitch slap you so hard." Jay said trying to sound tough. I just shook my head at him.
"I know you want her, but you ain't gonna have her that bitch is mine, she's only wetting my whistle not yours." I was extremely disgusted with what he said out loud. This guy thought he was real tough.
"Jay, whatever your last name is... I don't give a shit about you I know more about Leah than you'll ever know." I said trying to keep my composure.
"Aight, but do you know what her pussy tastes like ya fag? Didn't think so... so have your little gay night out and she'll come back to me and I'll have her screaming my name, aight? Fucking fag." he said walking away. I clenched my fist. Don't do it Embry, he's not worth it... You can't abuse your power on him. He left and I let him go... I breathed in and out. Leah came out of the bathroom and gave me a hug.
"Oh did Jay leave without saying goodbye?" she asked seeing his car was gone.
"Yeah I guess." yeah I guess he's a dirt bag that doesn't care enough to say goodbye.
"So what do you want to do?" I asked Leah.
"I don't know watch a movie? What haven't I seen?"
"Have you seen Real Steel?" I asked. She shook her head. I'd like to show you my... wow Embry... that was bad, even for you. I smiled a bit.
"What?" she asked.
"Oh nothing." I looked over her. She was wearing tight jeans and a shirt that didn't cover midriff. God I want to run my fingers along there... maybe lick her until she moans. I stopped myself. Breathed out and grabbed the dvd and threw it in. I jumped on my ridiculously comfortable couch as Leah had dubbed it. I got it at an auction for all of five bucks and loved it. I had the remote in hand and was getting through to the main menu while she causally walked in to my kitchen and threw a bag of popcorn in the microwave.
"You just walk in and throw some food in?"
"You wanna fight about it?" she asked with a beautiful mischievous smile. Yes, oh hell yes I want to...
"Nah." I said resisting my urge. It was how it always went. Every time we watched a movie she'd make some of my food of some kind and we'd have a little argument neither of us cared about. She came and sat down after making to bags, one for each of us. She sat on the other side of the couch but her feet were touching my legs. Something that wasn't at all lost on me. We watched the movie together, by the time it was over she was leaning on me, something else that wasn't lost on me.
"You tired?" I asked her. She nodded sleepily. Damn she's even sexy when she's half asleep and hair all messed up. This isn't right how after all these years she still has this affect on you.
"I can give you a ride home." Yeah I'd... no... just stop...
"No I like the jog home..."
"If you say so..." I said she gave me a hug goodbye and walked out at the door.
"This was a lot of fun Embry..." She smiled and walked away. I sat back down on the couch and closed my eyes.
I heard a knock on the door. It swung open. There was Leah.
"Embry..." she said faintly. I got up and walked to her.
"Embry... I want you." she said as she slipped her hand under my shirt. She rubbed my abs then slid her fingers on the inside of my jeans. Her fingers gently played with skin, touching me under my jeans still playing just above my dick. Her fingers retreated and unbuttoned then unzipped my jeans as she dropped to her knees. I felt a weird feeling in my shoulder but ignored it as she smiled that mischievous smile looking up at me.
Then I opened my eyes. I looked down again seeing a hard on. I looked over at the clock. Three in the morning, screwed up neck and shoulders and blue balls... great.
I pulled off my shirt and walked in to my room. No way I'm falling back asleep now. I thought as I hung my button down shirt. I removed my under shirt and threw it on my bed then stepped out of my jeans and slipped on some mesh shorts. Running why? This early in the morning is the only time I can get away with running at full speed in human form.
I locked my front door before grabbing my keys and cell phone. I started to to jog until I could see I was far enough away from civilization to really let myself go. I started to sprint pushing my self more out of sexual frustration than the want to run fast. I didn't have any place in mind to I just kept running. After running for nearly a half hour as fast as I could I realized I wasn't so far away from my music store. I slowed down to a jog and stretched out as I made my way to the store. I unlocked the front door and walked in. four A.M? Sounds like a good time to record.
I realized belatedly I didn't have any extra clothes that weren't for sale in the store. I set up the camera and started with my sound headphones. I amped and turned the metronome on and started playing a riff. I continued playing the riff and the rest of the song, nailing the guitar solo. Next I ran the other guitar track playing it back against itself and playing along with it. To get them match up I had to play the other part a couple times because there was a section during the guitar solo I rushed slightly. After I got them together I matched them both and played them back while I played the bass part. That was the easiest track to add. I finished that track and smiled as I watched me head bang in the first three video clips. I sat down at the drum set my mouth nearly watering in anticipation. I had to replay it four times because I rushed it too much, which was fine by me because I enjoyed playing drums the most out of all my instruments. After I got that together the last part would both be the trickiest and the easiest.
I wasn't a great singer and I had been taking voice lessons because I wanted to get better but I listened to the track and belted out the lyrics of my anger song.
"You could've been all I wanted
But you weren't honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the surest of favors
But if you really loved me
You would've endured my world
Well if you're just as I presumed
A whore in sheep's clothing
Fucking up all I do
And if so here we stop
Then never again
Will you see this in your life
Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest is our love ever longed
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs
You stormed off to scar the armada
Like Jesus played martyr,
I'll drill through your hands
The stone for the curse you have blamed me
With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep
But if you could just write me out
To neverless wonder... happy will I become
Be true that this is no option,
So with sin I condemn you
Demon play, demon out!
Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest is our love ever longed
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl...
I'd do anything for you
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl...
Before I hope you die."
I finished the song and made my way over to the camera. I stopped the camera. It was a pretty dark song but I was pretty sexually frustrated right now. I was about to start editing when I heard a knock on the door. I looked down at my clock. 6:13 who is here at six thirteen, we don't open for another six hours.
I stepped through thinking about grabbing a shirt but seeing that we weren't open for another six hours they could at least forgive me for not having a shirt on. I looked through the window and it was Leah.
"Hey Leah, what's up."
"I just saw the light on and... Why don't you have a shirt on."
"Long story."
"You got a girl stashed back there you look like you've been sweating."
"I went for a run before I came here." she was checking me out. I smiled. At least phasing is good for something...
"So what are you doing here at six in the morning?" she asked me.
"Oh I'm just doing some recording I couldn't sleep."
"Without a shirt on?"
"I guess."
"I'm sure all the ladies on online are going to love it." Why you like what you see? Want to wait for me to clean up? Or better yet, want to clean up with me? I smiled back at her a little more confident.
"So do you need anything?"
"No... just stopped in to say hi, it was good seeing you."
"It was good seeing you again, bye Leah." It was good seeing you again Leah, while you're here do you want to go back to my sound proof room and have sex? I could bend you over an amp and make you moan my name.
"Embry...? do you want to say something?" Yes.
"No. I'll see you again soon." I noticed something different. She looked at me differently without my shirt on. It was only slightly different but definitely enough for me to notice, I'd known her too long to ignore it... and now I knew there was something there.
Hmm I think I need to work on my relentless cliff hangers. Thanks for reading, remember to review. ~Ed the Undead/Wolves on Parade