Chapter 17
Cowboy Casanova
Joe and Tommy got home and Joe began packing for there European Adventure, since that was where Adam and Sauli were getting married. The week went by quickly and they didn't do much, Joe stayed home and wrote more desperate love songs, and moped around having Tommy bark random orders at him to stay alive, and prepare for the wedding. The day that they were set to get on the plane to leave for Belgium (where the wedding would take place, Adam had enough money to pay for everyone who was going, to get over seas, and Sauli's parents wouldn't have to travel as far.)
The Day finally came and Tommy was a wreck, "Where's my speech!"
"On The counter next to the pencil can"
"Where are my shoes!"
"On the bathroom floor?"
"Where's my makeup kit!"
"In your suitcase you already packed it!"
"Where's the invitation you do have it don't you?"
"Yes it's already in the car."
"Are you ready to go do you have all your stuff?" Tommy asked rushing around
"Yes, I put it in the car already."
"Good then come on…"
"I think your forgetting something."
"WHAT?" He whined loudly.
Joe went to the closet and pulled out Tommy's old guitar case.
"Oh thanks baby!"Tommy sad taking it along with his suitcase.
"Why don't you open it before we leave."
Tommy stared at the case, "Why? It's just my cherry bass."
"Trust me…"Joe said trying to hide a smirk.
Tommy huffed a bit and set the suitcase down, and the guitar case as well, unlatching the edges, he opened the case, and his mouth dropped, a Gibson Les Paul Standard Over Size Body Electric Bass, Gold Top guitar was settled snugly in it. it looked oddly firmillar though. It had a dent in the left side, right around the gold pegs near the bottom.
and a scratch along the back neck…he thought, wait a minuet, he didn't… picking it up out of it's case he looked and saw two letters engraved in the left top of the top of the guitar head WJR ,Wilmer Jackson Ratliff. This was his fathers old bass… but how did he get it? And how did he restore it? He couldn't believe it.
"Joe…"
"Did you see the second engraving?"
Tommy looked down and saw the engraving, "T+J=Tommy&Joe 4Ever I 3 U." he was speechless.
"Joe…oh my god honey how did you get this?"
"I called your mom, she was happy to meet me, I've had it for about 3 weeks now, took it into the shop, and they fixed it up and put that in there for me, do you like it?"
"I love it!" Tommy stood pacing the guitar back in it's case and standing to wrap his arms around Joe's neck to kiss him.
"Oh my god thank you!" Tommy said kissing him again.
"I'm glad you like it…"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"You know much he meant to me, and every time I play this now, I'll remember both of you…" Tommy said his eyes were getting watery,
"Do you mind if I use this to play at the wedding, so I can brag about it to Monte and Isaac?"
"Of course, why not?"
"I guess we should go then," Tommy said opening the door and locking it behind them they got in the car and headed to the airport. On the plane they sat with Monte, and Isaac, Sophie, and Lisa, and the kids, well they sat a few rows up, it was a private jet so there was a lot more room, and more to do, while Tommy socialized with the rest of the band, Joe sat in the back, with a guitar in his hands that he had managed to hook to the seat so it wouldn't was persevering to write a new song, he picked around with some chords, and then played a new riff. The plane was pretty sturdy except for the fact that it would lean side to side every so often and his pencil would roll of the desk, he was getting annoyed. Why was he even here, its not like he wanted to go to this wedding, or see Adam, or Sauli for that matter, he was getting himself angry, and
he realized this was not the time, or place to start cursing, there were kids on this plane, so instead he put his anger to good use, the new song. A little while later, when they had about 3 hours left, to get to Belgium that is, Tommy came by, tagging along were Isaac and Monte.
"Hey babe, what's going on?"
"Trying to fix this song…" He muttered.
Tommy let out a soft chuckle, Joe could be so consumed sometimes. "Can I read it?" Tommy asked.
"Knock yourself out." Joe handed the paper to him and then dug in his bag for another paper.
You better take it from me, that boy is like a disease
You're running, you're trying, you're trying to hide
And you're wondering why you can't get free
He's like a curse, he's like a drug
You get addicted to his love
You wanna get out but he's holding you down
'Cause you can't live without one more touch
[Chorus]
He's a good time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
Looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don't want to fight
You better run for your life
I see that look on your face
You ain't hearing what I say
So I'll say it again
'Cause I know where you been
And I know how it ends
You can't get away
Don't even look in his eyes
He'll tell you nothing but lies
And you wanna believe
But you won't be deceived
If you listen to me
And take my advice
(Chorus)
Run run away
Don't let him mess with your mind
He'll tell you anything you want to hear
He'll break your heart
It's just a matter of time
But just remember
(Chorus)
Oh you better run for your life (2)
"Okay this is really good, but please tell me you aren't singing it." Tommy said, Monte and Isaac were reading over his shoulder.
"Oh hell no, I would never sing that, it's for a female vocal, I was thinking of Carrie, she told me she would love to do a song i wrote, or even have us both write together, she told me to call her if I had something."
"Wow… seriously, she gave you her number?" Tommy asked.
"Really Tommy, she's engaged…"
"Damn,"
"And you said you were gay."
"Aw, are you jealous."
"No…"
"I think you are."
"Whatever."
"Yeah Joe this is really good…"Monte agreed and Isaac nodded.
"Thanks…" He said quietly taking the paper back from them.
"Well we're gonna be there soon and as soon as we are, we are gonna head to the rehearsal, I have a car to drop you off along with Sophia."
"Fine."
"Okay, lets get back in our seats, I think we'll be landing soon. I'm not one for safety, but I really don't want to die." Tommy smirked.
They got off the plane and arrived at the front of the airport and hour later, Joe headed towards the car, and Tommy stopped him, he kissed him, nibbling his ear and whispering,
"If your in a good mood when I get back I promise we can do something special." That sent a shiver down Joe's spine and he nodded, smiling wide he nodded and kissed him again. Tommy captured the ip of his tongue and nipped at it before he let it go.