Chapter 2 is herre :D I got two review on the first chapter, so thank you georgerocksthehouse and beatlemaniacnumerouno for those :D
And this chapter also has the utterly gorgeous specimen known to us mere mortals as Dhani Harrsion. Enjoy :D
February 1999:
'Emmy you freak, stop it!' I cried as her long curly hair hit me across the face again. She just kept her intense air guitar solo going along with the song on the radio, and I couldn't help but laugh.
'Dhani you can't stop the rock!' Matty yelled from the backseat, just as into it as Emmy was. Emmy whooped her agreement and they both continued to headbang and sing along at the top of their lungs. I sighed and shook my head, turning my attention back to the road with the smile still on my lips. How could you not smile when your two closest, tone deaf friends were going completely insane? Well, they were always insane, at least for the three years I'd known them, but they'd had a little bit too much coffee today.
'Are we there yet?' Emmy asked, fixing her hair as the song ended for a commercial break, and her and Matty were finally able to 'stop the rock'
'We still have.. another forty five minutes' I said, checking my watch.
'I'm hungry!' Matty whined from the backseat. Glancing at the mirror, I saw Matty lying flat on the backseat, his long figure forcing him to prop his legs up on the window
'I kinda am too. Take the cooler out, would ya?' I replied, blocking Emmy's camera with my hand
'Aww lemme take it!' I sighed and flashed a cheesy grin at her, and she giggled and snapped the picture.
I was really glad to see her laughing and letting loose. She'd just been through a bad breakup, and her bubbly personality had kind of dimmed over the past week. It'd been Matty's idea, to go camping over the weekend. We'd always wanted to do it, but between classes, projects and complicated social lives, we'd never been able to make the time. But we'd finally done it. We'd made up our minds spontaneously yesterday night, packed, hopped into my honda first thing in the morning and were now on our merry way. It was a pretty long drive, over two hours, but it'd be worth it.
'Sandwich or cheeto's?' Matty asked, his face almost buried in the huge cooler of food we'd brought along.
'Uh..cheeto's.' I replied, reaching back and taking the bag from him.
'Are you kidding me? That's all you guys bought? Cheeto's and sandwiches?' Emmy asked indreculously, gaping at us as I handed her the bag so she could open it.
'No! We also have some ketchup, a can of tuna, another bag of cheeto's and a potato' Matty replied through a mouthful of bread, taking the items out of the cooler as he listed them. Emmy blinked in shock, then grabbed the potato from him and held it out for me to see.
'A potato. I..why the fuck would you bring a potato, Matty?' she asked in wonder while I cracked up. Matty shrugged, putting the stuff back in.
'Nutrition?' he asked, cheekily grinning at her. Even Emmy had to laugh at his reasoning as she decked him with the potato.
'Ow!'
'Honestly, I knew I shouldn't have let you guys pack the food' she said, shaking her head and helping herself to a cheeto.
'We got shitloads of beer and coke though' I piped up. 'That coolers sitting in the trunk'
She raised a brow at me, grinning.
'Two coolers for an overnight trip? You guys are such pigs'
I pretended to look outraged while Matty just oinked at her.
'You're one to talk, little piggy' he said, poking her face. She scoffed, smacking his hand away. He poked her head. Pretty soon, they were both literally attacking each other, Emmy slapping at Matty randomly and him pulling random chunks of her hair.
'Guys! Cut it..ow!' I was cut off when Matty cuffed the back of my head and Emmy poked me hard in the side. I glared at them, rubbing my side while Emmy just quickly took a picture of me being pissed and Matty just laughed.
'Fuckers' I grumbled half heartedly as they proceeded to take more pictures together, even pretending to make out for one of them. As they (literally) pulled me in for a picture, with Emmy kissing my cheek, Matty holding his beloved potato next to my face and me trying to smile and not crash the car at the same time, I couldn't help but wonder how boring life would be without these two maniacs.
Dante watched from behind the tree as the car drove around the bend. The three people in the car were laughing and taking a picture. The beautiful girl, the asian boy and.. him. Dante's insides boiled with anger as he saw the very face he'd been wanting to destroy for years. It wasn't him, of course, but he shared the same face, the same blood.
Dante watched as the girl reached over and kissed his cheek, her face shining with love and happiness, his with a sort of brotherly fondness as he smiled for the camera. Clearing his head, Dante pressed the button on the remote control in his hand. He then picked up his gun, taking aim carefully as the car passed by. This had to be done. It was all part of the plan.
Remus had been right, of course. They didn't deserve what was going to happen to them, but the voice in his head quickly pushed that out of his mind. It would all be a warning, he reminded himself. George Harrison deserved the pain that was coming to him.
After all, he was the reason his father was dead.
