Yeah, But We're Only Friends
You'll Regret That
Authors Notes: Well, I really see no point to these authors notes, I'll I do is tell you what I think, and complain. So this will most likely be the last one.
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Matt drove down the road in his sleek black Corvette, zooming in and out of different lanes. Matt's thoughts wandered off, the tiny voice in the back of his mind speaking to him.
"He enjoyed it! You could hear it in his voice when he said, 'my girlfriend,' who the hell does he think he is?" the voice taunted, not helping his anger
Matt shook the thoughts from his mind as he approached the Grenaches apartments. He backed his car into an empty parking space, and got out quickly.
"What do you care if Mimi is with some prick? It's not like you need her. You don't need anyone, you're Yamato Matt Ishida, and don't you forget it!" His conscious mind said to him.
"I don't need her, I don't need her, I don't need her, I don't need her ...... I need her, I need her.... I need her away from him." Matt said to himself.
"You're letting Mimi go to him. You've been in control the whole time. Both and you and Mimi feel sorry for him because he dickless." Matt's mind assured him.
Matt found the "E" wing and was now in search of to of room 7E. He was cool, relaxed, collected, composed, poised, suave, sophisticated, charming, he was Matt.
"When you see the guy, don't throw a fist. Let both him and Mimi know you're fine with what they have. Let then know you're above that." Matt's mind instructed him.
Matt found himself standing before apartment 7E, and stood motionless before it. He heard Mimi giggle, and he clenched his fist tightly, trying to let his anger diminish. He knocked on the door; Adam's cheerful smile quickly faded and became an unpleasant frown. "Oh....you're here, let me get Mimi for you" Adam said as he disappeared back into his home.
"You're better than them, no, no, you're better than him!" his mind spoke out once again. Mimi appeared at the door with a bright smile on her face, Matt's face brightened up a bit, and then Adam showed up behind her. "So tomorrow right?" Mimi asked who smiled and said, "I'll pick up around 8:00PM." Adam said as he bent down to give Mimi a kiss, Matt rolled his eyes as he turned away.
Mimi took a seat in the passengers' seat. "You brought the Corvette this time." Mimi commented. "Obviously I did." Matt said driving down the road. "Sorry for breathing," Mimi said sarcastically as she looked out the window. "So now Adam doesn't drive or what?" Matt asked. "No, he does drive his car is just kind of out of gas," Mimi answered. "What the hell? You're having a date with him tomorrow?" Matt asked with clear frustration in his voice. "Matt just because you don't like him doesn't mean I have to." Mimi said with annoyance. "I'm not saying that I don't like the guy, I'm not saying that at all. I'm just saying that you're going on these dates with him, yet you don't even know him." Matt said supporting his reasons. "How possibly do you expect me to get to know him, if I don't talk to him?" Mimi asked. "You didn't have to date me to get to know me." Matt pointed out. "That's because you were a friend before we started dating." said Mimi. "But at one point in time we were strangers to one another but, I didn't stick my tongue down your throat just to get to know you." Matt said cynically. "You know what, I'll drop it, I'll drop it just for you, and I don't care if you wanna date Adam." Matt added. "Thank you" Mimi said.
The car fell silent; the tension and anxiety grew with each passing second. Matt grew uncomfortable, so he switched on the radio.
"N-N-New Rock, New Rock 104.1! Hey guys this is the Rash and you're listening to New Rock 104.1. I've got some new stuff from The Wolves of Darkness, called 'I Wanna Die Slowly.' Call in now, caller number five will win a backstage pass to tomorrow's concert!" the DJ known as the Rash announced.
The music began to play, the haunting bass followed by the eerie guitars, the sorrowful drums, and finally Matt's ghostly voice.
Don't you know that I wanna die?
I wanna die slow.. slow and painfully for hurting you.
(For hurting you)
I no longer cry, for I'm gonna die
I wish that I had never met you
(Met you)
'Cause your face still comes to me in my sleep
Now I wanna die slowly in your arms,
Tonight
You know I don't deserve to live,
For what I did to you,
(Did to you)
I broke your heart, now it lies all over the floor
(All over the floor)
I wanna die slowly tonight
The guitar went off into a solo, while soft drumming was heard in the background. The steady beat came back, and they all stayed in tune. Matt's voice came back in play.
Now I wanna die slowly in your arms,
Tonight
You know I don't deserve to live,
For what I did to you,
(Did to you)
I broke your heart, now it lies all over the floor
(All over the floor)
I wanna die slowly tonight
What I did to you was so very wrong
(So, so wrong)
The guitars grew louder and so did the drums. The music stopped, but came back louder than before.
I wanna die slowly tonight!
I wanna die slowly!
(SLOWLY!)
I wanna die slowly!
"Hey, this is the Rash, guess what?" he asked. "What?" the blurry voice asked. "You're caller number five!" the Rash announced. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Are you serious?" the voice squealed in delight. "Yeah, I'm serious, what's your name sweetie?" The Rash asked. "Alyssa Reznor." she responded. "Reznor? You related to Trent Reznor?" The Rash asked. "No, way, I wish!" Alyssa said. "Well my dear Alyssa, you're gonna be backstage at tomorrow's concert. Who are you looking forward to seeing the most?" The Rash asked. "Matt! Then I'd probably wanna see Virgil!" Alyssa responded. "And this is all made possible by which rock station?" The Rash asked her. "New Rock 104.1!" said Alyssa. "Any requests you have?" The Rash asked. "Umm, I don't know it's between either 'Hold On' by GC or 'Silver and Cold' by AFI..." Alyssa trailed off. "You know what since not only are we Odaiba's rock station, we're also the fans' rock station, I'll play both, how does that sound?" The Rash said to her. "Great!" Alyssa responded. "And here you have another fifty minute music rock block, kicking it off my boys from Maryland, Good Charlotte!" The Rash announced.
"So Mimi, I'm dropping you off at your place right?" Matt asked as he turned towards her. "What the fuck? Mimi why are you crying?" Matt asked when he noticed a tiny streams running down her face. "It's just that you wrote that whole CD after we broke up," Mimi said as she wiped her eyes. "Well you've heard the song before right?" Matt asked. "Yeah but I try not to listen to the CD too much 'cause I cry every time I hear it." Mimi explained. "Nice to see that you aren't mad at me anymore," Matt said out of a lack of words. Matt saw no reaction, so he gritted his teeth before asking, "What's Adam like?" Mimi's face brightened up when she heard Matt's words and answered, "He's great, it's just that he said he was Gothic, yet he didn't know Robert Smith of the Cure. It seems as if he thinks he's Goth because he simply wears black." "Poser.... So are you going to our show tomorrow?" Matt asked. "I have a date with Adam, sorry." replied Mimi. "Uh, err....eh..why don't you both just some to the concert?" Matt suggested knowing he'd regret it later on. "Of course, I haven't seen Sid in the longest time." Mimi responded with a smile.
Matt's mind snickered, "Regret it you will. That's what you get you ungrateful bastard." Matt's mind told him, mocking him.
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Authors Notes: I guess I can have an authors note at the bottom. So what'd you guys think? I kind of liked it, then again I kind of like most things; except for GC I love them, along with AFI. The song used in this fic was, "I Wanna Die Slowly" by Social Class Zero, as I mentioned in the previous chapter most of the songs used in this fic will either be from: Messin' With Your Mind and Social Class Zero, garage bands from my hometown.
I urge each and every one of you to review, mainly because, the only reason I update is because of your reviews. And also in the next chapter three new characters will come into play:
Virgil: the ill-tempered guitarist, who absolutely despises to be told what to do. Even though Virgil has a high IQ he can never get it down that Scarface is Cuban, not Mexican.
Sid: the normal one in the band, the drummer sometimes plays the peace keeper between Virgil and Scarface.
José a.k.a. Scarface: the stoner of band is always high; called Scarface because of a somewhat visible scar over his left eyebrow. The bassist is always trying to win dates with equipment monitors.
So here's a quick question, just out of curiosity, is anyone reading this fic from one of the following cities?
Woodlake
Exeter
Lindsay
Corcoran
Granite Hills
Kerman
Tulare
I've just been dying to know if anyone is from one of the following cities, so just, yeah.......
Laterz,
A Fire Inside
You'll Regret That
Authors Notes: Well, I really see no point to these authors notes, I'll I do is tell you what I think, and complain. So this will most likely be the last one.
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Matt drove down the road in his sleek black Corvette, zooming in and out of different lanes. Matt's thoughts wandered off, the tiny voice in the back of his mind speaking to him.
"He enjoyed it! You could hear it in his voice when he said, 'my girlfriend,' who the hell does he think he is?" the voice taunted, not helping his anger
Matt shook the thoughts from his mind as he approached the Grenaches apartments. He backed his car into an empty parking space, and got out quickly.
"What do you care if Mimi is with some prick? It's not like you need her. You don't need anyone, you're Yamato Matt Ishida, and don't you forget it!" His conscious mind said to him.
"I don't need her, I don't need her, I don't need her, I don't need her ...... I need her, I need her.... I need her away from him." Matt said to himself.
"You're letting Mimi go to him. You've been in control the whole time. Both and you and Mimi feel sorry for him because he dickless." Matt's mind assured him.
Matt found the "E" wing and was now in search of to of room 7E. He was cool, relaxed, collected, composed, poised, suave, sophisticated, charming, he was Matt.
"When you see the guy, don't throw a fist. Let both him and Mimi know you're fine with what they have. Let then know you're above that." Matt's mind instructed him.
Matt found himself standing before apartment 7E, and stood motionless before it. He heard Mimi giggle, and he clenched his fist tightly, trying to let his anger diminish. He knocked on the door; Adam's cheerful smile quickly faded and became an unpleasant frown. "Oh....you're here, let me get Mimi for you" Adam said as he disappeared back into his home.
"You're better than them, no, no, you're better than him!" his mind spoke out once again. Mimi appeared at the door with a bright smile on her face, Matt's face brightened up a bit, and then Adam showed up behind her. "So tomorrow right?" Mimi asked who smiled and said, "I'll pick up around 8:00PM." Adam said as he bent down to give Mimi a kiss, Matt rolled his eyes as he turned away.
Mimi took a seat in the passengers' seat. "You brought the Corvette this time." Mimi commented. "Obviously I did." Matt said driving down the road. "Sorry for breathing," Mimi said sarcastically as she looked out the window. "So now Adam doesn't drive or what?" Matt asked. "No, he does drive his car is just kind of out of gas," Mimi answered. "What the hell? You're having a date with him tomorrow?" Matt asked with clear frustration in his voice. "Matt just because you don't like him doesn't mean I have to." Mimi said with annoyance. "I'm not saying that I don't like the guy, I'm not saying that at all. I'm just saying that you're going on these dates with him, yet you don't even know him." Matt said supporting his reasons. "How possibly do you expect me to get to know him, if I don't talk to him?" Mimi asked. "You didn't have to date me to get to know me." Matt pointed out. "That's because you were a friend before we started dating." said Mimi. "But at one point in time we were strangers to one another but, I didn't stick my tongue down your throat just to get to know you." Matt said cynically. "You know what, I'll drop it, I'll drop it just for you, and I don't care if you wanna date Adam." Matt added. "Thank you" Mimi said.
The car fell silent; the tension and anxiety grew with each passing second. Matt grew uncomfortable, so he switched on the radio.
"N-N-New Rock, New Rock 104.1! Hey guys this is the Rash and you're listening to New Rock 104.1. I've got some new stuff from The Wolves of Darkness, called 'I Wanna Die Slowly.' Call in now, caller number five will win a backstage pass to tomorrow's concert!" the DJ known as the Rash announced.
The music began to play, the haunting bass followed by the eerie guitars, the sorrowful drums, and finally Matt's ghostly voice.
Don't you know that I wanna die?
I wanna die slow.. slow and painfully for hurting you.
(For hurting you)
I no longer cry, for I'm gonna die
I wish that I had never met you
(Met you)
'Cause your face still comes to me in my sleep
Now I wanna die slowly in your arms,
Tonight
You know I don't deserve to live,
For what I did to you,
(Did to you)
I broke your heart, now it lies all over the floor
(All over the floor)
I wanna die slowly tonight
The guitar went off into a solo, while soft drumming was heard in the background. The steady beat came back, and they all stayed in tune. Matt's voice came back in play.
Now I wanna die slowly in your arms,
Tonight
You know I don't deserve to live,
For what I did to you,
(Did to you)
I broke your heart, now it lies all over the floor
(All over the floor)
I wanna die slowly tonight
What I did to you was so very wrong
(So, so wrong)
The guitars grew louder and so did the drums. The music stopped, but came back louder than before.
I wanna die slowly tonight!
I wanna die slowly!
(SLOWLY!)
I wanna die slowly!
"Hey, this is the Rash, guess what?" he asked. "What?" the blurry voice asked. "You're caller number five!" the Rash announced. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Are you serious?" the voice squealed in delight. "Yeah, I'm serious, what's your name sweetie?" The Rash asked. "Alyssa Reznor." she responded. "Reznor? You related to Trent Reznor?" The Rash asked. "No, way, I wish!" Alyssa said. "Well my dear Alyssa, you're gonna be backstage at tomorrow's concert. Who are you looking forward to seeing the most?" The Rash asked. "Matt! Then I'd probably wanna see Virgil!" Alyssa responded. "And this is all made possible by which rock station?" The Rash asked her. "New Rock 104.1!" said Alyssa. "Any requests you have?" The Rash asked. "Umm, I don't know it's between either 'Hold On' by GC or 'Silver and Cold' by AFI..." Alyssa trailed off. "You know what since not only are we Odaiba's rock station, we're also the fans' rock station, I'll play both, how does that sound?" The Rash said to her. "Great!" Alyssa responded. "And here you have another fifty minute music rock block, kicking it off my boys from Maryland, Good Charlotte!" The Rash announced.
"So Mimi, I'm dropping you off at your place right?" Matt asked as he turned towards her. "What the fuck? Mimi why are you crying?" Matt asked when he noticed a tiny streams running down her face. "It's just that you wrote that whole CD after we broke up," Mimi said as she wiped her eyes. "Well you've heard the song before right?" Matt asked. "Yeah but I try not to listen to the CD too much 'cause I cry every time I hear it." Mimi explained. "Nice to see that you aren't mad at me anymore," Matt said out of a lack of words. Matt saw no reaction, so he gritted his teeth before asking, "What's Adam like?" Mimi's face brightened up when she heard Matt's words and answered, "He's great, it's just that he said he was Gothic, yet he didn't know Robert Smith of the Cure. It seems as if he thinks he's Goth because he simply wears black." "Poser.... So are you going to our show tomorrow?" Matt asked. "I have a date with Adam, sorry." replied Mimi. "Uh, err....eh..why don't you both just some to the concert?" Matt suggested knowing he'd regret it later on. "Of course, I haven't seen Sid in the longest time." Mimi responded with a smile.
Matt's mind snickered, "Regret it you will. That's what you get you ungrateful bastard." Matt's mind told him, mocking him.
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Authors Notes: I guess I can have an authors note at the bottom. So what'd you guys think? I kind of liked it, then again I kind of like most things; except for GC I love them, along with AFI. The song used in this fic was, "I Wanna Die Slowly" by Social Class Zero, as I mentioned in the previous chapter most of the songs used in this fic will either be from: Messin' With Your Mind and Social Class Zero, garage bands from my hometown.
I urge each and every one of you to review, mainly because, the only reason I update is because of your reviews. And also in the next chapter three new characters will come into play:
Virgil: the ill-tempered guitarist, who absolutely despises to be told what to do. Even though Virgil has a high IQ he can never get it down that Scarface is Cuban, not Mexican.
Sid: the normal one in the band, the drummer sometimes plays the peace keeper between Virgil and Scarface.
José a.k.a. Scarface: the stoner of band is always high; called Scarface because of a somewhat visible scar over his left eyebrow. The bassist is always trying to win dates with equipment monitors.
So here's a quick question, just out of curiosity, is anyone reading this fic from one of the following cities?
Woodlake
Exeter
Lindsay
Corcoran
Granite Hills
Kerman
Tulare
I've just been dying to know if anyone is from one of the following cities, so just, yeah.......
Laterz,
A Fire Inside