Clairvoyant Disease
Sweet California
A soft knock awakens me from the only sound sleep I had had in years. "Checks..." I yell and roll over.
"Im sorry?" a male voice says on the other side of the door.
"Oh Brian, Im sorry, come in." I say leaning myself up onto the side of the bed. Brian entered slowly, once he saw I was decent he walked all the way in and sat down on the side of my bed. He must have brought me here because I fell asleep on his chest.
"What time is it?" I ask through a half yawn, stretching a little.
"Half past 6 in the morning." he says.
I yawned again and looked over to him. He was shirtless, and his hair was dripping yet still. Looked like he had practically just stepped out of he shower. His muscles gleamed in the little sunlight that peaked through the curtains. I studied his tattoos and for the first time really took in the person I had spontaneously decided to run away with.
"How did you sleep?" he asked breaking me from my ogling.
"Better than I have." I say through a sigh.
He chuckled heartily and leaned back on his elbow. "Jack will help with that, or at least it does for me." he says picking at is thumbs.
The room grew awkwardly quiet. I wondered what I should say to him, or what I could say. But all I could do was stare at the shirtless tattooed wonder that sat in front of me.
After what seemed like an eternity he leaned back up and looked me dead in my eyes and smiled. "We should get back on the road. If we leave now, we should make it to California by 11 tonight. If your still tired, you can always sleep awhile." he winks at me and my heart turns flops.
Suddenly I felt myself moving forward. I couldn't stop myself. What was I doing.
"Are you okay?" He asked half worried half wanting me to keep moving closer to him. I didn't say anything. Just kept moving closer to him. He seemed like he was miles away. Finally my nose was touching the tip f his nose. He didn't say anything. He didn't move.
I said nothing. I could feel my heart pounding fiercely behind my chest. I swear he could hear it He had to hear it. There was no way he couldn't. I bit my bottom lip as I stared into his eyes.
His hand reached up to my face as he pulled me closer since I was too chicken to go the rest of the way. And finally our lips were crashing against each others. His lips were soft and plump. His hands were calloused and rough, but it didn't bother me. I liked the feel against my cheek. His tounge parted its way into mine. I winced at the thought of my morning breathe, but it really didn't seem to bother him, so I went for it.
His hand left my cheek and along with his other hand he ran them both down the sides of my arms and pulled his shirt off of me. Forgetting I was wearing a bra I almost hesitated, but I didn't. I jus went with what was happening. He rubbed his hands against my bare breasts and I moaned into his mouth.
He sat up without breaking the kiss and gently laid my back.
Finally snapping back into reality, I realized what was about to happen. I broke the kiss. He opened his eyes and looked longingly into mine.
"Whats wrong?" he whispers.
"Im sorry." I sigh.
"What? Tell me." he says kissing my lips again.
"Ive never..." I say quietly. I really wasn't sure I he had heard me.
He caressed my cheek and kissed me gently. "Its okay." he gets off of me slowly and hands me his shirt back. "You can keep it if you want." he winks. "Whenever your ready we can go." he pulls the shirt over my head gently and kissing my cheek and then disappears behind the door.
Once I knew I was alone again I sighed heavily and tried to grasp what had just happened. I buried my nose into his shirt and inhaled the sweet smell once again. I couldn't believe that really had just happened.
After I gathered the small things I had had with me and walked back into the "living room" of the hotel room. Brian was already there waiting. He smiled to me and held out his hand as I walked closer to him. I smiled back and took his hand. "Ready?" he asks.
I nod and squeeze his hand.
After the seemingly long elevator ride, the doors finally slid open and we walked out. Brian was still holding my hand. I looked around the room dazily . Brian began to chuckle under his breath as we walked by two girls who were leaning into each other giggling and whispering.
"Wonder what that is all about." I say through a small chuckle.
"Hmm." Brian says winking down to me.
After paying for our hotel room and exchanging goodbyes with the front desk man we turned to leave and were soon greeted by the two giggling girls.
"Hello there." Brian says winking down to them.
They were both dressed in punk/goth clothes. One girl had long jet black hair, the other short. They both fashioned torn jeans and shirts that had "Avenged Sevenfold" written across them.
Brian leaned across the counter and asked the man to hand him a pen. The man obliged and handed him a pen.
"What are your names dears?" he asked as he took two pictures from there hands. I couldn't see the pictures at first but I got glance of the spikey hair and I knew it was him.
"Juliet and Marie." the girl with shorter hair answered. She pointed from the long haired girl and back to herself. The girl with long hair seemed like she was going to come unglued as she look at Brian lustfully.
"Here you go." he says and smiles at them warmly. "Pictures as well?"
The girls nodded and each took turns taking pictures with him.
After that was over, he gave each girl a hug and returned back to me and kiss my cheek. The girls walked away giggling even more than before.
"Wanna explain what that's all about?" I say nudging his side.
"Im in a band called Avenged Sevenfold." he says as we walked out side and find our car. Why did that name seem so familiar to me?
I pulled my ipod from my pocket and scrolled through my music and there it was "avenged sevenfold"
"Oh my god your..."
"Synyster Gates. Lead guitarist." he said climbing into the driver side of the car.
"Hmmm." I respond as I climb into my seat.
"What?" he asks as he puts the car in drive and begins to back out.
"Nothing." I say.
He kept trying to get me to answer but I refused. Secretly on the inside I panicked. I almost had sex with a celebrity. Am I gonna be plastered all over the t.v. now?
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After 17 hours, little sleep, and a few conversations, we finally arrived in California at 11:45 pm.
I was sound asleep when we arrived. Brian didn't wake me until we had stopped and parked at his house.
"Wow...." I say through a gasp as I looked up at the house.
"I know your tired, so I wont keep you up, but Matt is gonna wanna meet you." he says winking down at me.
I didn't say anything. I just smiled and followed him to the front door. After fishing for his keys for a moment, he quickly unlocked the door and walked inside. "Matthew mother fucking Sanders....IM back!"
I laughed at the greeting. But after a few minutes there was no response.
“Aww hunny don’t be rude!”he shouts back.
After a few more seconds of silence, at the top of the stairs there was shuffling of feetand then the loud thuds of them walking down the stairs.
“Cant a guy get some sleep?” I sheepish voice answered as another shirtless tattooed muscular man walked downstairs. He was rubbing his eyes and yawning.
“How many of you are there?” I whisper.
“3 more, but they don’t live here.” Brian whispers back.
“Why the hell are you waking me up, I told you I would talk to you….” He stopped suddenly on the second to the last step once he locked eyes with me.
I smiled a small smile, and he returned the smile as he finished coming down the stairs. His dimples were adorable and they made me wanna hug him.
“Im Matthew.” He says extending his hand out.
“Amaryllis.” I say and take his hand and shake it.
“Excuse us a minute Amaryllis.” He says and pulls Brian aside. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it was apparent that he wasn’t too thrilled about me being here.
“We’ll discuss it more in the morning.” Brian says sternly. Without saying a word he grabs my hand and practically drags me up the stairs.
“Its nice to meet you.” Matt calls up to me.
“Same!” I call back as I half run to keep up with Brian.
He leads me to a room at the end of the hall. It was a giant room, much like the hotel room, with its own bathroom.
“This will be your room.” He says as he lets go of my hand. “Get some rest. Don’t worry about getting up early. Just get all the sleep you need, and when you wake up we can go get the things you will, okay?” he says.
“Okay.” I say and nod. He then leaves out of my room and shuts the door. After I follow the footsteps with my ears to make surehe was gone, I locked the door and leaned against it. Sliding down slowly and plopping down on my butt, I look around the room.
Panic welled in the bottom of my stomach. What was I doing? Why was I so far away from home? And in a house with two strange men I know nothing about. One I almost had sex with.
I felt tears threaten to spill over my eyelids. And they did. They fell like rain from my eyes. I cried. I cried hard and loudly. I didn’t care if Brian heard me. I didn’t care who did. I just wanted to cry.
I missed Dillion. I wondered if he was okay, and if he was taking his medicine. I would have to call the hospital soon and request to speak to him.
I pulled my pill bottle from my pants pocket, dumped two pills in my hand, and swallowed them down.
I felt my eyes begin to get heavy as I stumbled to the bed and layed down.
"Im sorry?" a male voice says on the other side of the door.
"Oh Brian, Im sorry, come in." I say leaning myself up onto the side of the bed. Brian entered slowly, once he saw I was decent he walked all the way in and sat down on the side of my bed. He must have brought me here because I fell asleep on his chest.
"What time is it?" I ask through a half yawn, stretching a little.
"Half past 6 in the morning." he says.
I yawned again and looked over to him. He was shirtless, and his hair was dripping yet still. Looked like he had practically just stepped out of he shower. His muscles gleamed in the little sunlight that peaked through the curtains. I studied his tattoos and for the first time really took in the person I had spontaneously decided to run away with.
"How did you sleep?" he asked breaking me from my ogling.
"Better than I have." I say through a sigh.
He chuckled heartily and leaned back on his elbow. "Jack will help with that, or at least it does for me." he says picking at is thumbs.
The room grew awkwardly quiet. I wondered what I should say to him, or what I could say. But all I could do was stare at the shirtless tattooed wonder that sat in front of me.
After what seemed like an eternity he leaned back up and looked me dead in my eyes and smiled. "We should get back on the road. If we leave now, we should make it to California by 11 tonight. If your still tired, you can always sleep awhile." he winks at me and my heart turns flops.
Suddenly I felt myself moving forward. I couldn't stop myself. What was I doing.
"Are you okay?" He asked half worried half wanting me to keep moving closer to him. I didn't say anything. Just kept moving closer to him. He seemed like he was miles away. Finally my nose was touching the tip f his nose. He didn't say anything. He didn't move.
I said nothing. I could feel my heart pounding fiercely behind my chest. I swear he could hear it He had to hear it. There was no way he couldn't. I bit my bottom lip as I stared into his eyes.
His hand reached up to my face as he pulled me closer since I was too chicken to go the rest of the way. And finally our lips were crashing against each others. His lips were soft and plump. His hands were calloused and rough, but it didn't bother me. I liked the feel against my cheek. His tounge parted its way into mine. I winced at the thought of my morning breathe, but it really didn't seem to bother him, so I went for it.
His hand left my cheek and along with his other hand he ran them both down the sides of my arms and pulled his shirt off of me. Forgetting I was wearing a bra I almost hesitated, but I didn't. I jus went with what was happening. He rubbed his hands against my bare breasts and I moaned into his mouth.
He sat up without breaking the kiss and gently laid my back.
Finally snapping back into reality, I realized what was about to happen. I broke the kiss. He opened his eyes and looked longingly into mine.
"Whats wrong?" he whispers.
"Im sorry." I sigh.
"What? Tell me." he says kissing my lips again.
"Ive never..." I say quietly. I really wasn't sure I he had heard me.
He caressed my cheek and kissed me gently. "Its okay." he gets off of me slowly and hands me his shirt back. "You can keep it if you want." he winks. "Whenever your ready we can go." he pulls the shirt over my head gently and kissing my cheek and then disappears behind the door.
Once I knew I was alone again I sighed heavily and tried to grasp what had just happened. I buried my nose into his shirt and inhaled the sweet smell once again. I couldn't believe that really had just happened.
After I gathered the small things I had had with me and walked back into the "living room" of the hotel room. Brian was already there waiting. He smiled to me and held out his hand as I walked closer to him. I smiled back and took his hand. "Ready?" he asks.
I nod and squeeze his hand.
After the seemingly long elevator ride, the doors finally slid open and we walked out. Brian was still holding my hand. I looked around the room dazily . Brian began to chuckle under his breath as we walked by two girls who were leaning into each other giggling and whispering.
"Wonder what that is all about." I say through a small chuckle.
"Hmm." Brian says winking down to me.
After paying for our hotel room and exchanging goodbyes with the front desk man we turned to leave and were soon greeted by the two giggling girls.
"Hello there." Brian says winking down to them.
They were both dressed in punk/goth clothes. One girl had long jet black hair, the other short. They both fashioned torn jeans and shirts that had "Avenged Sevenfold" written across them.
Brian leaned across the counter and asked the man to hand him a pen. The man obliged and handed him a pen.
"What are your names dears?" he asked as he took two pictures from there hands. I couldn't see the pictures at first but I got glance of the spikey hair and I knew it was him.
"Juliet and Marie." the girl with shorter hair answered. She pointed from the long haired girl and back to herself. The girl with long hair seemed like she was going to come unglued as she look at Brian lustfully.
"Here you go." he says and smiles at them warmly. "Pictures as well?"
The girls nodded and each took turns taking pictures with him.
After that was over, he gave each girl a hug and returned back to me and kiss my cheek. The girls walked away giggling even more than before.
"Wanna explain what that's all about?" I say nudging his side.
"Im in a band called Avenged Sevenfold." he says as we walked out side and find our car. Why did that name seem so familiar to me?
I pulled my ipod from my pocket and scrolled through my music and there it was "avenged sevenfold"
"Oh my god your..."
"Synyster Gates. Lead guitarist." he said climbing into the driver side of the car.
"Hmmm." I respond as I climb into my seat.
"What?" he asks as he puts the car in drive and begins to back out.
"Nothing." I say.
He kept trying to get me to answer but I refused. Secretly on the inside I panicked. I almost had sex with a celebrity. Am I gonna be plastered all over the t.v. now?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After 17 hours, little sleep, and a few conversations, we finally arrived in California at 11:45 pm.
I was sound asleep when we arrived. Brian didn't wake me until we had stopped and parked at his house.
"Wow...." I say through a gasp as I looked up at the house.
"I know your tired, so I wont keep you up, but Matt is gonna wanna meet you." he says winking down at me.
I didn't say anything. I just smiled and followed him to the front door. After fishing for his keys for a moment, he quickly unlocked the door and walked inside. "Matthew mother fucking Sanders....IM back!"
I laughed at the greeting. But after a few minutes there was no response.
“Aww hunny don’t be rude!”he shouts back.
After a few more seconds of silence, at the top of the stairs there was shuffling of feetand then the loud thuds of them walking down the stairs.
“Cant a guy get some sleep?” I sheepish voice answered as another shirtless tattooed muscular man walked downstairs. He was rubbing his eyes and yawning.
“How many of you are there?” I whisper.
“3 more, but they don’t live here.” Brian whispers back.
“Why the hell are you waking me up, I told you I would talk to you….” He stopped suddenly on the second to the last step once he locked eyes with me.
I smiled a small smile, and he returned the smile as he finished coming down the stairs. His dimples were adorable and they made me wanna hug him.
“Im Matthew.” He says extending his hand out.
“Amaryllis.” I say and take his hand and shake it.
“Excuse us a minute Amaryllis.” He says and pulls Brian aside. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it was apparent that he wasn’t too thrilled about me being here.
“We’ll discuss it more in the morning.” Brian says sternly. Without saying a word he grabs my hand and practically drags me up the stairs.
“Its nice to meet you.” Matt calls up to me.
“Same!” I call back as I half run to keep up with Brian.
He leads me to a room at the end of the hall. It was a giant room, much like the hotel room, with its own bathroom.
“This will be your room.” He says as he lets go of my hand. “Get some rest. Don’t worry about getting up early. Just get all the sleep you need, and when you wake up we can go get the things you will, okay?” he says.
“Okay.” I say and nod. He then leaves out of my room and shuts the door. After I follow the footsteps with my ears to make surehe was gone, I locked the door and leaned against it. Sliding down slowly and plopping down on my butt, I look around the room.
Panic welled in the bottom of my stomach. What was I doing? Why was I so far away from home? And in a house with two strange men I know nothing about. One I almost had sex with.
I felt tears threaten to spill over my eyelids. And they did. They fell like rain from my eyes. I cried. I cried hard and loudly. I didn’t care if Brian heard me. I didn’t care who did. I just wanted to cry.
I missed Dillion. I wondered if he was okay, and if he was taking his medicine. I would have to call the hospital soon and request to speak to him.
I pulled my pill bottle from my pants pocket, dumped two pills in my hand, and swallowed them down.
I felt my eyes begin to get heavy as I stumbled to the bed and layed down.
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