Life (Un) Restricted
Since Tommy joined the tour…life had gotten insane. Well, that's an understatement. I am the only girl on a bus with four guys, not that I didn't mind…not all that much. BUT it was insane to begin with. It's branched into psychotic, and I suspect Tommy has something to do with it. I'll give you a hint at what I mean.
One day, while our bus driver got gas for the bus, Tommy and I made a food run, while Wally and Kyle made a "Necessities" run. (We were out of important things, like deodorant, hair gel(They guys kept stealing Tommy's and it was starting to piss him off…), toothpaste(Again, we were all stealing Tommy's….), toilet paper.) When we got back onto the bus, I happened to be the first to see Speed, sitting in the back room, naked in beanbag chair eating cheetos. (Oddly enough, he was watching Blue Collar Comedy Tour, but that's not an excuse.) I covered my eyes and shrieked. The rest of the boys came to see my distress and all ended up groaning and saying things like: "Speed!" "Dude, put some damn pants on or something!" "Does Jude really need to see you naked? Do we really need to see you naked?"
Yeah, that's my life. Fun, huh? Then, when I'm trying to get some quiet time, I get an ear full of the boy's sex lives (or absence of one), including Tommy, ya know, my love, my sisters boyfriend…that's just odd. I do my best to block it out, but…still. There's only so much I can do.
But anyways, as much as I like to gripe about the boys, I don't know what I'd do without them. I've grown closer to them all. The Spiederman boys are all like the brothers I wish I hadn't adopted. And Tommy, well, I've gotten closer to Tommy. I'm still head over heels for him…
"Jude!" Tommy's voice was close to my ear and his hands were shaking me gently, "Wake up."
"Peaches…" I said as I awoke.
It slowly came to me that I wasn't in my bunk. I was in Tommy's and I was sprawled on top of him. He was staring at me, half-amused, half-scared.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Two things…one, you were singing your own version of "Pick up the Pieces" and two, why are you on top of me?" then he grinned, "Not that I mind, really…"
I punched him lightly in the side.
"I had the Metallica dream again."
"What Metallica dream?"
"The bus flips over and one of the boys die. This time it was you. Last time it was Kyle. And I climbed into his bunk too. So, this isn't special treatment."
He gave me a look but didn't voice what he was thinking. Instead he said:
"What were you dreaming about after that?"
"Oh…that." I laughed slightly, "I had quit the rock business and went to culinary arts. I was a head chef and we were making pies in the kitchen. And someone dropped the peaches…" I paused with a raised eyebrow, "Why do you ask?"
"You were singing 'Pick up the Peaches…'" He half-sang with a laugh.
"Glad you enjoyed that. Good night." I closed my eyes, not moving off of him.
"Jude….this isn't appropriate." He said in my ear.
"So? I've already seen Speed naked. What do you think you have that he doesn't?" I lifted my head, "Do you have a third ball that I don't know about?"
"Jude!"
I couldn't help but laugh at that. He sounded so shocked that I said that.
"Just joshin' ya." I replied, laying my head back down.
Tommy sighed heavily. "You've been hanging around Speed too much."
"Shh, sleep now." I answered.
He laughed again and gave me a little comforting squeeze.
"Good-night, Jude."
When I opened my eyes again, there was six eyes staring back at me.
"Ahh!" I cried, jumping.
Of course with the confined space, I hit my head on the top of the bunk with a good solid thunk.
"Oww!" I whined rubbing my head and laying it back down onto Tommy's chest, "What the fuck do you want?"
Speed laughed at me hitting my head and at the fact I said fuck. Wally smacked him and Kyle answered my question.
"We're wondering if you and Quincy did it."
"Unfortunately, no." I answered.
"I'd be put in jail if I did anything of that nature." Tommy replied, not opening his eyes, "Prison life doesn't suite me."
"Did you have the Metallica dream again?" Wally asked.
"Yep."
"Ah-ha." He said to Speed, "Told ya."
Speed actually stuck his tongue out at him in reply.
"Go away. I'm sleepy." I told them.
"Uh, Jude, it's two o'clock…"
"So?" I closed my eyes.
"Jude, we have a gig tonight." Kyle said, "In…oh…about…7 hours."
My eyes flew open. "Damn."