Pieces of YouIt was early Saturday morning, just to the point that sunlight was barely starting to light the eastern part of North Carolina. A young man sat in his house, barely opening his eyes to a new day and the new event to behold in it. Stretching thoroughly, he sat up out of bed and wandered his home. He lived by himself, barely out of his 20's and thriving. The empty house echoed with his footsteps as he trudged into a smaller room. It had 2 chairs in it, one was an older couch starting to lose its color. Both chairs faced an almost blank wall except for a television and some band poster. He shrugged and flopped down on the couch and simply sat there, nothing to do yet that day and he was going to enjoy having some time where he wasn't busy running around. The boy delivered magazines as a job, so days where he was allowed down time were almost like a blessing.Pieces of You in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sighing contently, he pulled a magazine off the top pile next to his couch. If there were ever any extras in his deliveries, he got
Love At First Fright ch.13Several rounds of stupid truth or dares later, the boys were finally starting to get creative with their questions or dares. Mostly getting filthier with each person that passed.Love At First Fright ch.13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"OK OK " Joey let out a small giggle, swaying from the toxic effect of the drink on his young mind.
"Acey, truth or dare." He finally managed to get out. They had long past stopped drinking on the vodka. They found that 7 shots was more than enough for them. Two of them had already thrown up, but simply washed away the taste with water and resumed playing with the others.
"Truth." He nodded confidently. He had learned after the first few dares that it was much safer sticking to truths.
"Wuss." Ben rolled his eyes, earning a snort from the other teen.
" Ok, so have you ever had a wet dream about another guy?" Joey rose an eyebrow and chuckled softly, his normally pale cheeks tinted pearl pink from the alcohol. The other teen let dreads fall over his face as his cheeks flushed a deep red almost matching sai
Love At First Fright ch. 14Morning came all too fast for the still recovering boys, heads throbbing heavily. Corey let out a small whine as he slide his eyes open and tried to readjust to the room. He began to sit up, then stopped when he remembered that Joey was still fast asleep on his chest. Looking down, he saw that the raven haired beauty was already stirring, waking up slowly as well. Tilting his head up, two pairs of beautiful icy eyes met another and a smile formed across Joey's face.Love At First Fright ch. 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Morning you." Corey whispered, careful not to wake up everybody else who was still passed out.
"My head hurts like a mother fucker " Joey grumbled, resting his head back on the blonde's chest.
"Lets get you some food and water then. It'll help." Corey nodded and helped the boy up, cradling him close to his chest like you would an infant. Progress to the kitchen was slow, but they eventually made it down. Joey collapsed at the table grumbling as Corey shifted through some of the cabinets to find the smaller
Pieces of You Ch.4A few hours passed of what seemed like the longest afternoon of Wednesday's life. He kept looking up at his bedroom door every five minutes, hoping to see some sign of life from the poor boy he had sent to rest. He was happy that Joey was finally getting to rest, but he wanted to help him with this problem at the same time. He sighed deeply and sunk back into his couch, fingers running over the strings of his black and white Les Paul. His mind was abuzz with so many things, he didn't know where to even try to start admits all these questions.Pieces of You Ch.4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He huffed angrily and stood up, walking to his kitchen for something to drink. The singer was too distracted to work on music at the moment, his mind was locked on Joey. He certainly didn't mind that the man was gay, it almost came as a relief when he first heard it.
Taking a deep breath, he sipped on a freshly opened beer and closed his eyes, thinking about just that. He tried picturing Joey with another guy, just to see what it might be like. Su
His Fingers "Wednesday." I heard someone whisper. I groaned and tried to squeeze my eyes shut tighter. The voice came again, but this time with a poke in the shoulder. I hunched my shoulders and groaned, trying to get away from the annoying finger and voice waking me up. The small finger did not stop poking my shoulder. I even wiggled away, getting closer to my wall. The fuckin' finger followed me. Angry that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep now, and angry that Joey's fuckin' finger wouldn't leave me alone, I rolled over and growled at him, lip rising up in a snarl.His Fingers in Short Stories More Like This
"Hi, Wed." Joey smiled at me, waggling his fingers. He was leaning against my bed, kneeling. His hair was disheveled and he was dressed in a baggy hoodie. His make up from last night was smeared around his eyes, rubbed all over his face. He looked really sleepy. I took my eyes off of him momentarily to look at my radio clock. Squinting
Saturday NightIt was another Saturday night on their tourbus. They just finished a concert and boarded the bus to travel to the next venue. Most of the members were already asleep in their bunks. Their bodies drained from the work they put in their performance.Saturday Night in General Fiction More Like This
Corey was just about to go back into his own after he grabbed the water he desired but he saw a low light radiating from the living space. He wasn't really surprised and already knew who would be the insomniac still awake at 2:33 am in the morning. He also identified the changing color of the light as the televisions flickering screen.
Just then he noticed small sounds coming from that direction. He was curious what the little drummer was watching and decided he wasn't really sleepy so he carefully manoeuvred through the messed up place they call bunk floor towards the makeshift living room.
He was greeted with a rather cute picture. Their small drummer was slouched on the couch his eyes a bit widened from fear but nonetheless glued to the mo
Streets Of London"This is where the fourth victim was found. She was actually " "Why do we even have to deal with her?! My feet hurt." Complained a certain small raven haired man.Streets Of London in General Fiction More Like This
A sigh left the mouth of his friend who stood beside him. The taller of the two massaged his temple like he would treat a headache and looked away.
But it was too late. The younger took already notice of the hurt in his eyes.
Of course Joey knew why he had to deal with her.
Slipknot managed to get a day off from touring and being already in London Mick asked him to join the Jack the Ripper walk he was attending.
The bigger man was thrilled about it. He was looking forward to it all day long.
The smaller man couldn't help himself. Being in this band has taken its toll on him. The shows were tiring. Muscles and sinews overstrained from playing days after days with no end. His body ached to finally get some rest between.
But now after he saw the glimpse of hurt in his friend's eyes makes him regret saying it.
He was about t