Surprise!
We were setting up our equipment and runningsounds checks while we waited for Trent. True to form he as twenty minutes late, and I was forty dollars richer. I looked up as he walked in and caught my breath. Daria and Jane were following behind him slowly. Jane shooting the both of them accussing glares. Idly I wondered what they were fighting over and who's side Trent took. He seemed to like getting into their arguments, chalk it up to sibling rivalary, I guess.
It was the first time I'd seen her since we ate lunch together about two weeks ago. Even then she had seemed distant and avoided certain questions. I wondered what she was up too, I didn't know what it was but I knew she was up to something though. I caught her one day down on Dega Street with Trent, she was supposed to be spending time with her mother that day. I was hurt to say the least, I don't know why she had lied to me, and when I asked her how the day with her mother went, she just side stepped the issue with a non-comittal, 'Fine, fine.' I let it slide and decided that she had gotten out while the getting was good and had just met Trent on the street. Even though she tried to put on this facade of needing no-body and wanting to be alone, she really loved interacting with other people.
She looked beautiful in her army green tank top and khaki cargo pants. She looked up at the stage and smiled at me. I set my bass down and walked over to her. As I got closer I noticed that she was wearing the cowrie shell choker that I had gotten her for our third aniversary, and the small emerald stud earrings that I got her for our fourth one.
"Hey sweety." I said as I hugged her.
"Hey. After the gig I have something to tell you." Although her tone was carefree I felt apprehesion stir in the pit of my stomach.
"Can't you tell me now?"
"Nope."
"Please?"
"No. You better get on stage before they start without you." She said, eyeing the band.
"If I must."
I gave her a soulful look and walked towards the stage, my mind running in circles. What she had to tell me couldn't be all that bad, or else she'd be hanging her head and avoiding my eyes.
During the first set I did nothing but screw up. It felt like I had forgotten how to play, my fingers picked the wrong chords and I was way, way behind the rest of the band. When we took our break I tried to corner her, but Jane called her away.
"We have to talk Morgandoffer. NOW."
It was plain to see that she was angry, and I was curious to find out why. I followed them discreetly, staying close enough to hear them if they talked loudly, but far enough away so that they couldn't see me. They stopped by the door and started to argue back and forth. This went on for a couple of minutes, I was about to walk away when Daria yelled at Jane.
"Dammit Jane, it's none of your business."
"It is if you're using my brother to cheat to Nick. Daria you know better than anyone else about playing with peoples emotions."
I froze and stared at the two of them in shock. Daria rolled her eyes and looked around to see if anyone had overheard Jane's accusation. Breathing became a chore when she locked eyes with me. I took grim satisfaction as I watched the color drain from her face and her eyes widen in shock.
She started towards me, but I turned my back on her and began to walk towards the stage. I toyed with the idea of just walking out of the club and not looking back. I couldn't do that to the band though, no matter how much I wanted to.
As I walked past Trent I bumped into him, none to gently either. He looked at me with a 'what-the-hell' stare. I just frowned at him and looked out at the crowd. Daria and Jane were still at it, if their frantic hand motions were any indication. Daria hung her head as she said something to Jane, who inturn looked at her with wide eyes. Which confrimed her guilt in my mind, which was already working on a revenge plan.
Daria then looked up and caught my eyes with hers. I looked away and started focusing on the girls standing by the stage. Normally I wouldn't have looked at them twice, but I felt the need to hurt her. I winked and smiled at them, I could feel Darias' eyes on me and looked up. She looked like she was close to tears. I felt my anger slip and looked away before she defused the rest of it.
Soon the final set was over, I unslung my bass and set it on my stand. As I jumped off the stage, I seen her heading towards me. Again the need to hurt her rose in me. I turned and grabbed the closest girl to me and kissed her. I was revolted by her kiss but tried to seem like I was enjoying it. When I broke the kiss and looked up, Daria was gone, and Trent looked like he was about to go off the deep-end.
I gave the girl the number to Lawndale Community Library, passing it off as mine, and joined the band by the bar.
"What the hell was that?!?!" Trent yelled as I ordered a Captian and Coke.
"None of your busines." I said as I paid for said drink. I was about to take a drink when Trent shoved me against the bar.
"Answer me dammit!!! Do you know what Daria's done for you?"
"What, sleeping with you behind my back?"
"What?!?!" Trent dropped his hands and looked at me in confusion.
"Yeah, I know all about it. I over heard Jane asking her about it. Did you find her sweet spot?" I sneered.
"You don't know what you're talking about." Trents' eyes were spitting black fire and he slowly reached into his pocket.
Now I don't claim to be a brave person, but the pain of finding out that Daria was cheating on me with whom I thought was my best friend, made me stupid. As I stood there I began wondering what Trent was reaching for, I know he didn't own a gun, Jane might use it for an art work. And he didn't have the ability to wield a knife, that I knew of. Still I kinda backed away from him as he reached into his pocket, I even closed my eyes for good measure.
"Here, and Happy Birthday." He threw an envelope at me and walked towards the door, not bothering to look back.
I looked at the envelope with trepidation, I didn't even want to open it, that's how afraid of it's contents I was. I looked over at Max and Jesse and sighed, they were giving the same hard stare that Trent had. Swallowing the lump in my throat I opened the envelope, inside were a bunch of folded papers, each had the legal name of Darias' mothers' firm. I scanned the documents and felt the blood rush to my feet. I dropped the papers and ran to the door. I had to find Daria, I only hoped that she hadn't started home yet.
Fortunately she was standing by Trent's car, but unfortunatly Trent was there with her. As I got closer I heard her crying, not soft sobbing, but loud soul racking sobs. Trent had his arms around her and was trying to console her, but it seemed like it wasn't doing any good. Slowly I approached them, tears forming in my own eyes. I cleared my throat and looked down, not wanting to meet her eyes. They both turned and looked at me like I had lost my mind, I guess I did in a way.
"Haven't you done enough?" Trent asked angerly.
"Look, I just want to talk to her, alone." I watched as Trent looked at Daria questionly and sighed when she nodded her head that it was ok.
He shot me a look of pure venom as he walked past.
"Remember, I will tear you limb from limb, if you do anything else to hurt them." He said quietly.
I waited until he walked back into the club before I said anything, wondering what he meant by them, eh, probably just a slip of the tongue.
"Daria, I'm-i'm sorry. I over heard what Jane said and I just reacted to it." I said as I stepped closer to her.
"N-no, you acted just like anyone else would have, and you took it better than anyone else I know would have, I-i understand." She looked down and wiped her eyes.
"Why didn't you come out and tell me what you were doing? Why the sneaking, and the lies?"
"I wanted to surprise you on your birthday, but I don't know that much about you, so I asked the one person who did. All that family bonding time with my mother was finding facts that would help you. What do you mean 'the sneaking and the lies'?"
"I uh, seen you one day on Dega with Trent and when I asked you about it, you just covered it up."
"Oh."
"Well, you surprised me alright. My son, you got me custody of my son. I can't believe it. I haven't seen him in a year." I said in awe.
"I know, I was only trying for steady visatation rights, but my mom found some interesting stuff on your babys' mom."
"But what about my past? I haven't been the most reliable person, and I all the drugs I've done."
"Those facts were brought up, but that you also got help for your problem, and are doing well also was taking into consideration."
We were silent a moment, each lost in our own worlds. I heard her sigh and looked down at her, I knew what was on her mind.
"Well, where do we go from here?" I hated to ask that question, but I had to know.
"I don't know Nick, maybe we should just take a breather for awhile." She said, her eyes downcast.
I really didn't know what to say, those were words I hoped that she would never say. I just looked at her, angry at myself and my doubts, and my jumping to conclusions. I wanted to beg her to take them back, to say that we could just go on the way we were. But down in the deepest part of my heart, I knew that she was right. We did need to take a breather, things had become way too serious, way too fast for us. I held out my arms for her and was surprised when she stepped into them.
We stood there for what seemed like eternity, unknowning that we had an audience, one who was glad to have over heard our conversation, and was gleefully plotting to usurp me.
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I know that this was a tear jerker, but my muse *author once again points to a bound and gagged Nick* made me promise that she didn't cheat on him. But did she? What were they talking about in Trent's room to make him flushed? (c Assumptions) Anyways, will Nick and Daria get back together? or Will Trent become victorious in the quest for her heart? And what did Trent mean by "them?" Beats me, guess you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. By the way, I don't own any of the characters or anything else. So there :P Thanks for reading and have a good night, or day, whatever.
We were setting up our equipment and runningsounds checks while we waited for Trent. True to form he as twenty minutes late, and I was forty dollars richer. I looked up as he walked in and caught my breath. Daria and Jane were following behind him slowly. Jane shooting the both of them accussing glares. Idly I wondered what they were fighting over and who's side Trent took. He seemed to like getting into their arguments, chalk it up to sibling rivalary, I guess.
It was the first time I'd seen her since we ate lunch together about two weeks ago. Even then she had seemed distant and avoided certain questions. I wondered what she was up too, I didn't know what it was but I knew she was up to something though. I caught her one day down on Dega Street with Trent, she was supposed to be spending time with her mother that day. I was hurt to say the least, I don't know why she had lied to me, and when I asked her how the day with her mother went, she just side stepped the issue with a non-comittal, 'Fine, fine.' I let it slide and decided that she had gotten out while the getting was good and had just met Trent on the street. Even though she tried to put on this facade of needing no-body and wanting to be alone, she really loved interacting with other people.
She looked beautiful in her army green tank top and khaki cargo pants. She looked up at the stage and smiled at me. I set my bass down and walked over to her. As I got closer I noticed that she was wearing the cowrie shell choker that I had gotten her for our third aniversary, and the small emerald stud earrings that I got her for our fourth one.
"Hey sweety." I said as I hugged her.
"Hey. After the gig I have something to tell you." Although her tone was carefree I felt apprehesion stir in the pit of my stomach.
"Can't you tell me now?"
"Nope."
"Please?"
"No. You better get on stage before they start without you." She said, eyeing the band.
"If I must."
I gave her a soulful look and walked towards the stage, my mind running in circles. What she had to tell me couldn't be all that bad, or else she'd be hanging her head and avoiding my eyes.
During the first set I did nothing but screw up. It felt like I had forgotten how to play, my fingers picked the wrong chords and I was way, way behind the rest of the band. When we took our break I tried to corner her, but Jane called her away.
"We have to talk Morgandoffer. NOW."
It was plain to see that she was angry, and I was curious to find out why. I followed them discreetly, staying close enough to hear them if they talked loudly, but far enough away so that they couldn't see me. They stopped by the door and started to argue back and forth. This went on for a couple of minutes, I was about to walk away when Daria yelled at Jane.
"Dammit Jane, it's none of your business."
"It is if you're using my brother to cheat to Nick. Daria you know better than anyone else about playing with peoples emotions."
I froze and stared at the two of them in shock. Daria rolled her eyes and looked around to see if anyone had overheard Jane's accusation. Breathing became a chore when she locked eyes with me. I took grim satisfaction as I watched the color drain from her face and her eyes widen in shock.
She started towards me, but I turned my back on her and began to walk towards the stage. I toyed with the idea of just walking out of the club and not looking back. I couldn't do that to the band though, no matter how much I wanted to.
As I walked past Trent I bumped into him, none to gently either. He looked at me with a 'what-the-hell' stare. I just frowned at him and looked out at the crowd. Daria and Jane were still at it, if their frantic hand motions were any indication. Daria hung her head as she said something to Jane, who inturn looked at her with wide eyes. Which confrimed her guilt in my mind, which was already working on a revenge plan.
Daria then looked up and caught my eyes with hers. I looked away and started focusing on the girls standing by the stage. Normally I wouldn't have looked at them twice, but I felt the need to hurt her. I winked and smiled at them, I could feel Darias' eyes on me and looked up. She looked like she was close to tears. I felt my anger slip and looked away before she defused the rest of it.
Soon the final set was over, I unslung my bass and set it on my stand. As I jumped off the stage, I seen her heading towards me. Again the need to hurt her rose in me. I turned and grabbed the closest girl to me and kissed her. I was revolted by her kiss but tried to seem like I was enjoying it. When I broke the kiss and looked up, Daria was gone, and Trent looked like he was about to go off the deep-end.
I gave the girl the number to Lawndale Community Library, passing it off as mine, and joined the band by the bar.
"What the hell was that?!?!" Trent yelled as I ordered a Captian and Coke.
"None of your busines." I said as I paid for said drink. I was about to take a drink when Trent shoved me against the bar.
"Answer me dammit!!! Do you know what Daria's done for you?"
"What, sleeping with you behind my back?"
"What?!?!" Trent dropped his hands and looked at me in confusion.
"Yeah, I know all about it. I over heard Jane asking her about it. Did you find her sweet spot?" I sneered.
"You don't know what you're talking about." Trents' eyes were spitting black fire and he slowly reached into his pocket.
Now I don't claim to be a brave person, but the pain of finding out that Daria was cheating on me with whom I thought was my best friend, made me stupid. As I stood there I began wondering what Trent was reaching for, I know he didn't own a gun, Jane might use it for an art work. And he didn't have the ability to wield a knife, that I knew of. Still I kinda backed away from him as he reached into his pocket, I even closed my eyes for good measure.
"Here, and Happy Birthday." He threw an envelope at me and walked towards the door, not bothering to look back.
I looked at the envelope with trepidation, I didn't even want to open it, that's how afraid of it's contents I was. I looked over at Max and Jesse and sighed, they were giving the same hard stare that Trent had. Swallowing the lump in my throat I opened the envelope, inside were a bunch of folded papers, each had the legal name of Darias' mothers' firm. I scanned the documents and felt the blood rush to my feet. I dropped the papers and ran to the door. I had to find Daria, I only hoped that she hadn't started home yet.
Fortunately she was standing by Trent's car, but unfortunatly Trent was there with her. As I got closer I heard her crying, not soft sobbing, but loud soul racking sobs. Trent had his arms around her and was trying to console her, but it seemed like it wasn't doing any good. Slowly I approached them, tears forming in my own eyes. I cleared my throat and looked down, not wanting to meet her eyes. They both turned and looked at me like I had lost my mind, I guess I did in a way.
"Haven't you done enough?" Trent asked angerly.
"Look, I just want to talk to her, alone." I watched as Trent looked at Daria questionly and sighed when she nodded her head that it was ok.
He shot me a look of pure venom as he walked past.
"Remember, I will tear you limb from limb, if you do anything else to hurt them." He said quietly.
I waited until he walked back into the club before I said anything, wondering what he meant by them, eh, probably just a slip of the tongue.
"Daria, I'm-i'm sorry. I over heard what Jane said and I just reacted to it." I said as I stepped closer to her.
"N-no, you acted just like anyone else would have, and you took it better than anyone else I know would have, I-i understand." She looked down and wiped her eyes.
"Why didn't you come out and tell me what you were doing? Why the sneaking, and the lies?"
"I wanted to surprise you on your birthday, but I don't know that much about you, so I asked the one person who did. All that family bonding time with my mother was finding facts that would help you. What do you mean 'the sneaking and the lies'?"
"I uh, seen you one day on Dega with Trent and when I asked you about it, you just covered it up."
"Oh."
"Well, you surprised me alright. My son, you got me custody of my son. I can't believe it. I haven't seen him in a year." I said in awe.
"I know, I was only trying for steady visatation rights, but my mom found some interesting stuff on your babys' mom."
"But what about my past? I haven't been the most reliable person, and I all the drugs I've done."
"Those facts were brought up, but that you also got help for your problem, and are doing well also was taking into consideration."
We were silent a moment, each lost in our own worlds. I heard her sigh and looked down at her, I knew what was on her mind.
"Well, where do we go from here?" I hated to ask that question, but I had to know.
"I don't know Nick, maybe we should just take a breather for awhile." She said, her eyes downcast.
I really didn't know what to say, those were words I hoped that she would never say. I just looked at her, angry at myself and my doubts, and my jumping to conclusions. I wanted to beg her to take them back, to say that we could just go on the way we were. But down in the deepest part of my heart, I knew that she was right. We did need to take a breather, things had become way too serious, way too fast for us. I held out my arms for her and was surprised when she stepped into them.
We stood there for what seemed like eternity, unknowning that we had an audience, one who was glad to have over heard our conversation, and was gleefully plotting to usurp me.
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I know that this was a tear jerker, but my muse *author once again points to a bound and gagged Nick* made me promise that she didn't cheat on him. But did she? What were they talking about in Trent's room to make him flushed? (c Assumptions) Anyways, will Nick and Daria get back together? or Will Trent become victorious in the quest for her heart? And what did Trent mean by "them?" Beats me, guess you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. By the way, I don't own any of the characters or anything else. So there :P Thanks for reading and have a good night, or day, whatever.