Ch. 4: Confessions of A Broken Heart (Daughter to Father)

January 24, 2008
Time: 7:54 PM
Mood: Sleepy
User: adhasnovds

I was surfing the net today, completely bored as usual, and I stumbled upon tracks from Idina Menzel's new album. To say I was excited would be an understatement of the highest degree. I've had a thing for her, and by thing I of course mean a huge crush, for years; ever since I saw her perform live on Broadway in Wicked. Which if you haven't seen it yet, you need to go do so.

A few months before my dad died he flew the "family" out to New York City for "bonding time." He thought it'd be a good chance to get away from life for a while and spend time with us all. He had a really busy schedule; very important person in LA unfortunately. He and I hadn't seen eye to eye for months and were fighting constantly. Constantly being whenever I actually saw him.

It was just dad and I going to see Wicked, on opening night. Do you understand how unbelievably amazing that experience is? The fact it was that particular show made it that much better, but being in the audience on opening night of a Broadway performance; getting see the cast completely raw and fresh…it's astounding. I quote the ever philosophical Ferris Bueller, "If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up." Of course he was referring to a Ferrari…but that's beside the point. You know what I mean.

The Bitch Battalion (a.k.a. my stepmother and her offspring of hell) had no interest in seeing the show and made that quite clear before we even left LAX. The only thing they were interested in was spending ass loads of dad's money on Fifth Avenue. I know that's the only reason she married him…but we're not talking about that. We're talking about Idina.

Since he had so many connections he was able to get us amazing seats on the floor. Granted balcony seats would've given us a better view of the stage overall, but orchestra seating gave me a much better, and well appreciated, view of the only Elphaba for me: Idina 'I am the sexiest Broadway performer in the history of Broadway' Menzel. Yes I dubbed her that, what of it?

The show was mind blowing. The acting was phenomenal; perfectly cast. The sets were so cool looking. I especially liked Glinda's bubble, that thing was sweet. I can't lie; Kristin Chenoweth looked damn good in it. And that dress she wore? Shit… Did I mention that she was hot too? Because she is. In a big way.

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Right, um, so where were we? Oh right, aspects of the show. The songs were beautifully crafted, and when 'Defying Gravity' came on Idina and Kristin blew everyone else out of the water. Their vocals were so perfect that night; I've never heard anyone live sound that good.

I was shocked during intermission when my dad told me that after the curtain call we were going backstage to meet the cast. Shocked I tell you. Never in my life had my father done anything so…nice/sweet/amazing. I think I gave him the biggest hug I'd ever given him that night. I guess it paid to have a dad with such tight connections.

After most of the theater cleared out we were escorted to the backstage area. I can still remember how fast my heart was beating. It was literally about to pound out of my chest and it had me a little freaked out. I mean, I didn't wanna die before I met Idina and Kristin. How lame would that have been right? I could feel my hands getting all sweaty too, so I started manically wiping my hands on my skirt and waving them around in the air.

I also have this nervous habit of playing with my glasses when I'm really nervous, so in between wiping and waving I was also wiggling the thicker, artsy type frames that I had on. It was so sad man, like honestly I'd never been as nervous as I was that night in my whole life.

When we walked through the door to the dressing rooms we were assaulted with a loud blast of voices. Congratulations were being shared with cast and crew alike for a show well done. Dad got some pictures of us with the Wizard and Madame Morrible, who happened to be standing in the common/hair and makeup area, quick and then we were moved back further to the single dressing rooms. With knocks on two of the doors, out stepped the two most gorgeous women in that backstage area. Well, the two most gorgeous women not including me of course. ;-)

They were still in costume and looked even better in person than they did on stage. Who knew someone could make green face paint look that damn good? That Taye Diggs was one lucky son of a bitch…

Anyway to make a long story short, we got to hang out with the cast for a little while and take a few pictures. It was so awesome getting to spend time with them. They were all so down to earth and real, unlike the majority of LA. It was such a refreshing experience.

They were nice enough to sign a script and my playbill before we left. I have both sealed air tight and locked away in a safe but I won't lie, I often find myself staring at them both for hours, just reliving that night over and over; going through every single detail in my head.

That was the last time I ever said anything remotely nice to my father. That was the last night we shared peacefully together. I'm pretty sure that was the last night I told him I loved him…and meant it.

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I yawned and stretched my back, pleased when I heard it pop a few times. I was exhausted lately. It was like this last year too; I loaded up my second semester schedule with AP classes so I could get most of the Gen. Eds out of the way, so it made school pretty intense and completely drained me.

There was a knock on my door and I knew who it was.

"Come in Ky."

She walked in timidly, as if she'd never been inside my room before. It was an endearing quality, but after so many years you'd think she'd out grow it. She took a seat on the other side of me and got out her books. We were in the same classes; we made sure of that during scheduling. Neither of us was stupid in school, by any means. We just decided it'd be better to stick together, just in case.

"Again?" she asked when she saw what was on my screen. "You're going to turn into one of those obsessive computer nerds that blogs about anything and everything aren't you?"

I stared at her in slight disbelief and altered my voice, "Uh check me if I'm wrong Sandy, but aren't you one of those obsessive computer nerds that blogs about anything and everything?"

She laughed lightly, "You've seen Caddyshack one too many times, Ash."

There's another thing I adore about her, she gets my quotes. Best best friend ever; without a doubt.

"And I don't blog about anything, thank you very little. I'll have you know that my Mulder Appreciation site has debates about his inner workings and thoughts throughout the course of the show, and they are very intelligent!"

I shook my head and smiled at her, "Let's just do our work shall we? Or I could always call the Idiot Brigade over so we could drink awesome shooters, listen to awesome music, and ya know, just soak up each other's awesomeness."

Her eyes widened in shock, "Don't you dare bring those disappointments to the human race over here Ashley Davies. There will be hell to pay. That might even call for some Avada Kedavra action."

She pulled out her wand and pointed it right between my eyes. She always had that thing with her, it was cute. And a little scary; I was worried she was going to put someone's eye out. It did provide a chance to have a little fun with her though.

"Easy Ky, you know what all that magic talk does to me," I said while looking at her seductively. "You also know you remind me of Hermione…and can I just say again all the things I would do to-"

That's all it took to get her laughing so hard she snorted. She put down the wand and grabbed her math book instead, ready to take on the exciting world of equations with more letters than numbers.

"You're almost too gay to function."

"Thanks Janice. Say crack again," I smirked.

"CRACK!"

No matter how big of a nerd, she was still the coolest person I knew. I clicked submit on my post and ignored the email alert that just popped up. Such trivial things could always wait til later; Kyla was always number one priority.