I promise that soon there will be other characters from the show than just fred but the next two chapters are his journey back to Seattle
So here is ch5
The Journey home part 1
I don't own anything but the story concepts involved
I had been driving for like 18 hours when I got to Chicago and even with all the drugs I still was bored as hell. Driving cross country by yourself sure is boring, so I decided to go ahead and get a room in Chicago and see what kind of action I could find for myself. I pulled into a hotel and secured myself a room and quickly hopped into the shower sure that I was carrying the stench of the road on me. I hopped out of the shower and looked in the mirror the man I saw looking back at me just doesn't look like me. The long brown hair that is pas my ears creeping along my neck and the scruffy beard that shades my face are a far cry the clean shaven face I used to rock back in high school. But I guess back then I also didn't have the tattoo of a dark angel with flowing locks and demon horns reaching along my entire right shoulder onto my back, chest, and arm. She has her arms outstretched across the wings that are black with a menacing grin and the most gorgeous flowing locks of hair with two horns coming out the top of her head. I got it about two years ago and people always ask me what it means I always tell them that it means that I saw it on a wall when I was high as balls and thought it looked sweet so I got it slapped on my shoulder and change the subject. I also had become a bit of a work out fiend and had become a bit more muscular over the years I mean it really helps in this industry to be physically imposing over people plus chicks did the guy with the muscles. As I was sitting on the bed I started to realize that I had no clothes other than the sweats that weird old prelist had given me along with that awesome chevelle. So I threw them on grabbed a wad of cash and headed to the nearest store to get some essentials.
When I got back to the room I threw some clothes on that were more appropriate for going out to a club, hey if I'm in chi town I'm going to party while I'm here. I rolled up a J with some green I had picked up while around town and sat back and hit it while unwinding and goggling local hot spots I could go and check out that would be pretty close to the hotel, I don't want to venture to far not knowing the city that well. After finding a few prospects I looked over towards the bed and saw the duffel I grabbed from Murph's house. Thinking back to that night that changed everything as I took another slow hit off the joint, "shit Murph man I'm so sorry I did that man" I said to the air before I slowly got up reached into the bag and lined up two lines of powder before I bent down and made them disappear. After which I just exploded and flipped the table over and threw lamp that was behind me across the room while a couple of tears slowly escaped my eyes. I turned and check myself in the mirror making sure that my hair was in order and that my gear was all in order, at this point I was starting to bounce of the walls so it was time to roll out into the evening and see what the night had for me.
After some walking I found myself at this dance club joint which I didn't pay attention to the name of. Once in I headed straight to the bar and posted up and scanned the room for the talent that was in the joint this evening. Appeared to be an even ratio split between girls and guys, there seemed to be a lot of attention going towards the dance floor where a couple of cuties where really getting down with crazy moves wow that is for later after a few drinks. That's when the bar tender came up "hey man the names Deuce what can I get you?"
"Get me a rum and coke triple shot and a double shot of vodka" he nodded and walked over and made my drinks came back over "that will be $8.50" I handed him a twenty and he came back with my change but I waved him off to let him keep it. You always want to tip the bar tender well so they make your drinks stronger for you. If tip weak your drinks are weak. I slammed down the vodka and started in on the vodka while making my way around the bar and onto the dance floor. After a good while I headed back the bar for a new drink and when I got back up there the bar tender Deuce was chatting with those two girls from the dance floor earlier one a red head and one a brunet. I saw him kind of point me out of the crowd as I approached. "Deuce my man hit me up with another round and get these two lovely ladies something to drink and how about something for you as well huh" shooting both the girls a wry smile they both just kind of giggled. Deuce came back I handed him a fifty and told him to keep whatever was left over and we all took some shots together. At this moment things started to feel how I like it when I'm out it was starting to get hazy and I feel like I was the king of the freaking world at this moment the three of us kept doing shots for a bit before they went to dance again and I went to go and use the bathroom.
On my way back out to the main part of the bar I slipped out a side alley so that I could go ahead and renew my energy levels with a little powder boost. Just as I was inhaling my sweet bliss I heard commotion coming and a girl start screaming, I immediately went into panic mode and threw my stuff into my pocket. Shit of course I get caught man I'm such a careless bastard doing it in public like this I was just asking to get caught shit. Quickly I flipped around to see who had gotten the drop on me only to see that I was in fact not the reason for the scream. It was the brunette from inside man what was her name I just couldn't remember she was having some kind of confrontation with a guy.
"damn it Brad I told you we are over and I don't want to be with you anymore you just have to get over it!" she hollered at him as he loomed over her "Well I just don't think that I can do that you see you are mine and you always will be mine" right then he grabbed her and pushed her against the wall and started to paw at her short skirt. Out of instinct I felt this rage boil over in me and I leapt forward tackling him to the ground and started to level down punches from atop the mounted position just throwing haymakers seeing the face of everything I had ever done on this man. I just kept throwing punch after punch until I got up at which point I started to stomp a mud hole into him and just couldn't stop myself as tears boiled over I was seeing pure red at this point. I backed up got a running start and kicked him straight in the face. The girl grabbed me and started screaming "don't kill him he's not worth it he's not worth it." Suddenly I started to be able to concentrate again and I got down next to him on the ground and he was bleeding profusely at this point. "Listen very closely to me you dirt bag this girl and any one she cares about are under my protection and I have killed bigger badder aholes then you so if you ever come near any of them and I catch wind of it I will come back and I will straight kill you got that" I was talking with a coldness that I didn't even realize that I had in me when I noticed him just slowly nodding his head at me. I stood and dusted myself off. "I don't think this guy will bother you anymore" she jumped into a hug with me making my baggy fall out of my coat pocket and just then we saw the lights from cop car coming. She looked down at what had just fallen to the ground and then her eyes went back up and met mine and we both then turned and looked towards the cops heading our way. At this moment I am so screwed it is not even funny but all of a sudden she grabs the baggy and shoves it into her bag then grabs my hand and pulls me down another alley as we are running from alley to alley until we reached an apartment building which assumed is where she lived.
When we got up to her apartment I sat on the couch while she went into the kitchen and fetched us some drinks. When she came back into the living room she handed me a glass of water and a bag of peas to which I shot her a what the hell stare she pointed towards my hand and I looked down noticing that my hand was starting to swell after beating off that dudes face. I just nodded my thanks to her.
She was first to break the silence when she pulled my baggy out of her purse "So is this why you were out in the alley tonight?" I just nodded to her she looked at me sideways then back at the bag. "You ever tried any before?" I asked she shook her head no. "Well if you want to you just saved my ass it up to you, but if you ask me I would suggest you don't. But I don't believe in giving advice and I aint here to be your hero or your savior so the option is here if you want it." She just stared at me for a moment before she threw the bag to me "line it up I want to see what it is like just this once not to follow the rules, I mean I ALWAYS follow the rules and what does that get me? Huh? Almost raped is what it gets me if it weren't for that little powder and you I would have had the worst night of my life so line it up my new friend whose name I am way too drunk to remember at this particular moment."
I looked around and found a picture frame that would serve as a great surface as which we could free base from. It was a picture of this brunette and her little red head friend from earlier tonight at some kind of dance show oh well bout to get high as hell. I poured enough power out to make four lines my two lines were significantly bigger than hers seeing as it was her first time I didn't want to give her too much and over load her. Once I had made the lines I pulled a hundred out of my pocket and rolled it into the form of a tube and showed her how to take the lines up. As she took her lines she had a typical reaction and felt teary and as if she had something stuck in her throat I assured her it would pass. As we sat there she just stared at me twirling her hair in her fingers shaking a little bit. Slowly we started to move closer together until we were sitting face to face. She leans forward and whispers in a real throaty voice "If I haven't said it let me say it now thank you" with those words being said our lips crash together and I'm quickly sweeping her off of the couch and into her bedroom slamming her into the bed losing all of our clothes along the way.
Upon waking in the morning I found that the brunette was no longer beside me man she rebounded faster than me after the three rounds last night. I dragged myself out of bed and started to head out to the bathroom when I heard a hush argument going on between little red and the brunette from last night as well as a couple of dudes that I didn't recognize wait one of them was that bar tender Deuce. Currently red was talking. "Rock what happened you just disappeared last night then we find Brad beaten almost to death in the alley behind the bar." Brunette was just sitting on the couch taking the hits and had obviously not alerted them to my presence in the bedroom as that might make things a little worse considering I don't even know her name and I don't think she knows mine. She retorted quickly though "well I got tired so I just came home and crashed you know I didn't even see Brad last night" Then the guy I didn't know chimed in "really sis well why then when me and CeCe came here to check on you all we found was some tables knocked over and this picture frame sitting on the coffee table obviously coated in drugs?" Oh shit that would be my cue to get out of here sorry brown eyes but I got to get back on the road. I threw my clothes back on and strolled back out into the living room from her room all of them just staring at me I pulled her to her feet and kissed her deep and long placing into her pocket of her robe my email address and a little more product for her help. Releasing her I just stared into her eyes and stated "you were one of the funniest chicks I have ever met in my life don't you ever change I'm just sorry I can't be your hero but I have to continue my journey onward but we will always have last night." I kissed her again turned and nodded to the rest of people all of which staring at me the two guys both looking as though they were ready to murder me and made my hasty retreat getting back to the hotel and back onto the road. Just one more stop before I get to Seattle three days and I'll be back home I don't know if I'm ready for that.
