Savior
That's when she said I don't hate you boy,
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save,
That's when I told her I love you girl,
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have.
Rise Against - Savior
"So, here we are." Jared said and plopped down onto the black leather couch. There wasn't much room, but I was still amazed. I had never been in a recording studio before, and it was more than I expected. "Shannon and Tomo should be here any minute." As soon as we got off the plane we headed to the studio. I was excited to see Jareds place, since I had never been there before. But sitting in the studio watching them record was going to be even better.
Almost as if on cue, Shannon and Tomo walked into the room. Tomo stopped when he saw me, Shannon oblivious with his nose stuck in his phone.
"Lana?" Tomo asked excitedly, as if he couldn't believe his eye. "What are you doing here?" Apparently Jared didn't tell them I was coming. At the sound of Tomos excitement, Shannon looked up from his phone.
"Oh my god! Lana!" Shannon smiled. Tomo and Shannon both hurried to me, wrapping me into a group hug. "Its been so long! How have you been?" Shannon asked. I wasn't about to go into my sob story of a life so I shrugged and nudged his shoulder as they pulled away from the hug.
"I should be asking how you have been." I smiled. "All that touring and now recording a new album, you guys have been busy." I smiled down at Jared, who was now texting on his phone.
"Eh, we're use to being busy by now." Shannon said pulling my attention back to him. "So what are you doing here?" he asked raising his eyebrow in suspicion. I knew Jared and Shannon were as close as brothers could ever get, so I knew Shannon was aware of what had happened between Criss and I. And I was sure he knew every detail of everything I had told Jared, every detail. Which was okay, I liked Shannon and I knew I could trust him. But I understood his question. He wasn't asking what I was doing there, he was asking if Jared and I had moved forward. And I was pretty sure the reason Jared now had all of his attention on his phone, was to avoid answering that question. I shrugged.
"Been having a rough time lately. Jared wanted me to come help with the new album." I told him, completely avoiding the real question. Shannon cocked his eyebrow at me. I knew what he was thinking. He was wondering how exactly I could 'help' with the new album. And I didn't really feel like explaining it to him. Not that it was bad, but it was kind of weird to have to explain the fact that Jared claims I inspire him to write. I'm sure that wasn't the real reason he wanted me around, but he did seem to write more when he was with me.
"Ahh, so you're ready to get your ass kicked on guitar hero huh?" Tomo laughed, changing the subject. I was thankful for that. Tomo had a way of knowing when I didn't want to talk about something.
"You wish." I laughed along with him and playfully punched his arm. Tomo and I seemed to act like brother and sister together. I had only hung out with him a few times since I met Jared and the band. Maybe it was because we were both from Michigan, but we seemed to have an immediate bond. It was strange how I seemed to bond with men. I never understood it, but the ones who didn't want a relationship with me, seemed to become like a brother to me almost instantly. I wasn't complaining. I would have much rather had guys around me than girls. Girls were just too much trouble.
Just then the door swung open. I sighed with relief to this new person who was saving me from having to explain everything to Shannon, who I'm sure was not going to be happy with the deal Jared and I had worked out, seeing that Jared was his little brother. I understood the big brother protectiveness, considering I had three older brothers myself. But I knew Shannon wasn't going to drop it. He was definitely one of those brothers that needed to know what was going on. I wasn't off the hook completely, just for now.
"Alright guys, lets get it going." An older, gray haired man with glasses called to them as he walked through the door. He smacked his hands together and smiled when he noticed me. "And who might you be?" he asked me, holding his hand out to me. Jared threw his phone onto the couch and stood up next to me.
"Irv, this is Lana. Lana this is our manager Irving Azoff." Jared introduced us as we shook hands.
"Ahh, the famous Lana. I've heard too much about you." Irving laughed and dropped his hand to his side.
"Oh god, not all of its true, believe me." I smiled awkwardly. He chuckled.
"Oh no, not to worry darling, it was all good things. But you seemed to be the main topic of discussion with Jared while we were on tour." he smiled at me. Jared looked down to the floor. Was he blushing? I nudged my shoulder against Jareds and laughed, trying to tell him it was okay.
"So, no time to waste." Irving said, taking notice that his comment embarrassed Jared. "Lana, you can sit in here while they record, just don't touch anything." Irving pointed at me in warning. He smiled to let me know he was joking. All though I was aware that the board full of countless buttons that sat in front of a wall of glass was not to be toyed with. Jared laughed at Irving and shook his head.
Jared turned me to face him. "Don't go anywhere. My mojo seems to leave the minute you do." he said quietly to me, making sure no one else could hear him. I understood, I'm sure all the guys would laugh at him if they noticed how mushy Jared seemed to be around me.
"Did you just say 'mojo'?" I laughed. He smiled crookedly and kissed me on the cheek before opening the door and taking a seat in from of a microphone on the other side of the glass. I took a seat on a swivel chair in front of the 'do not touch' board and watched as they started. I tapped my foot to the beat. Jared never took his eyes off of me as he started to sing.
"Witness, tell me what you think of my life. Judge me, jury if I am wrong or right. I've got secrets and lies that would blow your mind." Holy shit! I thought at that moment that I was underestimating the influence I had on his writing. Was it just me, or did those lyrics just sum up the past 6 months of my life? I shook my head, trying to dislodge the thoughts. I focused on the band, watching in amazement as they played. Watching them made me realize why they were my favorite band. And being best friends with the lead singer had nothing to do with it. They were so intense and focused. As they played, you could tell that nothing in the world existed to them at that moment, but their music.
As they wrapped up the last song, I was on the verge of tears. I had never experience anything like that in my life. They took off their headphones and walked back into the small room, Jared taking his usual stance by my side. He kissed my cheek.
"Whats wrong?" he asked concerned. I shook my head and smiled.
"Nothing, that's the point. That was.. amazing." he smiled down at me and took my hand, pulling me off the chair.
"Smile." Shannon grinned and snapped a picture of Jared and I and then held the phone out to Jared.
"Oh that is so facebook worthy." Jared grinned showing the picture to me. I looked.. happy. Standing next to Jared with the sound board behind us, both of us with smiles on our faces that said nothing but happiness, it could almost pass for a normal picture. He clicked a few buttons on his phone before shoving it into his pocket. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me towards the door.
"Hungry?" he asked.
"Starving." I laughed. Shannon came up behind us and wrapped an arm around both our shoulders.
"So what did you think?" Shannon asked me. I looked back at him and smiled.
"That was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. And I think your new album is gonna kick ass!" I grinned. He kissed my cheek and chuckled.
"That's my girl." Shannon grinned back at me. "So, the club tonight?" He asked. "We haven't seen you in so long Lana! I think its a call to celebrate, and catch up." I thought about it for a few minutes before nodding.
"Sounds great to me." I told him. And it did, I missed so much having a normal life. And even though the guys that surrounded me at that moment weren't exactly normal, it certainly felt that way when I was with them.
