Chapter 14 - On Christmas

Chapter 14& I will be 14 on Tuesday. I am depressed right now&some jerk flamed one of my pics. >.< He makes me sad inside, I was in a really good mood today and he freaking ruined it! Uggg I need love& I feel so alone& anyway; Im here to give you what you want, more to my story that for some odd reason you keep reading.











Christmas Day. Vince, Kitty and Rod had their first gig at the bar Vince worked at. Bands played there all the time and Vince was somehow able to talk his boss into letting his band play. Everyone has to start somewhere, Vince mumbled under his breath. They were the third band up, and they patiently waited backstage for the second band to finish. Kitty was playing her guitar and singing to go over the song, while Vince tuned his bass. Rod went over the tabs on his practice pads one last time. Vince spoke to them as they practiced, You guys ready? This is what all our effort was for. Kitty looked up and smiled, We got this! Rod finished his warm-up; You should have tuned your bass before we got here Vince. I unlike someone I know, had work. Since I took off for the night, I had to work in the day time. Kitty chimed in, Dont fight boys, were on winter vacation! And this is our first gig! Im so excited! She squealed, People are actually going to hear us play! This has got to be one of the greatest days of my life! The boys smiled at her then an announcement came on over the intercom. Okay ladies and gentlemen, its time for our third band of the night! They havent named their band as of yet, so I guess I will just have to tell you their names. They walked on stage and prepared themselves to perform. Drummer, Rod Bryant. Bassist, Vince Morall. And the pretty little guitarist, Kitty Kat. She is also the lead vocalist. Kitty then took the mike and spoke to the crowd, Well you all look lovely tonight!, The audience cheered, Tonight we are going to play you a song that we have been working on for a while. Its called My Sorrow. Kitty then began to sing, opening with the chorus, and the boys played along with her.





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You stole my heart from me





Give it back





You took a part of me





Give it back





Take me by the hand





Dont let go





You do it cause you can





But this is my sorrow











I cried in spite of you





But all I really wanted to hear





Is you say,





I love you too











You stole my heart from me





Give it back





You took a part of me





Give it back





Take me by the hand





Dont let go





You do it cause you can





But this is my sorrow











You pushed me around





Abused me





My face in the ground





Used me











You stole my heart from me





Give it back





You took a part of me





Give it back





Take me by the hand





Dont let go





You do it cause you can





But this is my sorrow











The worst is, I let you





I thought if I did





You would say,





I love you too











You stole my heart from me





Give it back





You took a part of me





Give it back





Take me by the hand





Dont let go





You do it cause you can





But this is my sorrow





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They preformed beautifully and the audience loved them. The announcer hushed them, That was a great performance! Thank you, Kitty, Rod and Vince for gracing us with that wonderful melody. Next up& The voice was droned out as the three of them left the stage. They exited through the back door carrying their instruments. Vince lit up a cigarette and they walked in silence. Kitty was walking ahead of them but suddenly stopped. She turned to look at them, Did what I think just happened, really happen? Rod answered her, If you think we just preformed our first song in front of at least fifty people at a bar on the outskirts of downtown Washington D.C, then yes it really did happen. Vince shouted excitedly, And it was fracking awesome! He threw a fist into the air and laughed. As he did all this the cigarette that hung from the side of his mouth did not fall. The rush from the whole incident had just sunken in. Kitty and Rod cheered, they jumped up and furiously wrapped their arms around one another without thinking. Rods face quickly turned bright red and he released the embrace he had on Kitty, though she clung tightly to him. Vince pointed and laughed at him as the snow began to fall. The streets were empty and quiet. Kitty let go of Rod and spun around with her face up to the sky. Vince grabbed her hand and spun with her. The two of them forced Rod to join in. Kitty broke apart and ran ahead of them. Vince spread his wings and flew after her. Rod trotted quickly behind them. Kitty made an announcement as she ran, Come on you guys, lets go back to my house, you can spend Christmas with my family! Its two in the morning, my parents will be waking up in about three hours. You guys can crash on the couch for a while. Vince agreed with her, Okay, if we hurry we can catch the bus, it will be here any minute.





They neared the bus stop. Rod caught eye of it first, Hurry the bus is already there! They sped up and got there just as the bus began to take off. Vince flew up to and landed on the hood. He leaned in a peered over the edge into the windshield at the driver who immediately slammed on the breaks. Vince was flung forward. He quickly spread his wings to slow himself down. He did a summersault in the air and stopped when his feet landed on the side of a building. He safely brought himself down and hurried over to the bus that was now letting Kitty and Rod on. Dont worry guys, Ill pay for you, Kitty offered. The bus driver had mixed emotions with Vince. She was angry that he had been on the hood, but she was worried that she had hurt him, Oh Gosh, Kid? Are you alright?! Vince put out his cigarette in the ashtray at the front of the bus and smiled at her, Oh Im fine, Ive done that tons of times before. They took seats near the front of the bus. Kitty and Rod sat in front of Vince. Rod was on the inside seat. He yawned and relaxed. Kitty took this as an opportunity and snuggled up to Rod. Rod blushed but didnt push her away. He was freezing and she was quite warm. He let her get close to him. The two of them shut their eyes and fell into a light sleep. Vince watched them from between the seats. He leaned back and sighed. He saddened and stared out the window. Vince was lost in deep thought. This is the first Christmas Ive spent, alone. I wonder& no. Vince coughed violently and sat straight up. The bus driver spoke to him, You gettin sick? Why dont you come that this front seat up here and talk to me, your little friends have fallen asleep so that just leaves you and me here on this bus. Vince moved to the front seat. He leaned his arm on the armrest and propped up his face with his hand. The bus driver noticed his melancholy mood, Whats bothering you, boy? Vince looked at her as if she were crazy. She spoke again, I know what yer thinkin. This old hag is tryin to get me to tell her my problems, not gonna happen. Well think of it this way, you will probably never see my face again and it looks like you dont have anyone to talk with right now. Vince sighed, What do you want me to say? Well it would be nice if you told me what was going wrong in your life. Well, I dont know where to start. I guess you could say, Im an orphan and this is the first time in Ive been away from my lover on Christmas. The woman chuckled, You mean your boyfriend? Vince blushed, How did you know? Well if it was a girl you would have gone ahead and said girlfriend. And you were too embarrassed to say boyfriend. Dont worry Im not prejudice. Ive raised nine of my own children. Three of them turned out gay and one of them is bisexual. You have nothing to worry about. Vince smiled at her, Is that so? Well Ill let you know I date chicks too. Good for you boy. So what was his name? And I know there is more you need to say. Go ahead and tell me yer life story if ya want Vince twiddled his thumbs together and checked to be sure Rod and Kitty were asleep, Well his name was Ace. We had been best friends since I arrived at the orphanage when I was nine. We did everything together, mostly because we hardly had any other friends. Since we were vampire bats, most of the other kids never wanted to play with us. Ace had an older brother, Asher. Asher was like a big brother to both of us. Ace and I really looked up to him. Asher taught us just about everything we needed to know, how to use a microwave, what people to stay away from, shortcuts in the neighborhood just in case, how to put on makeup, girls. Yeah it was just about everything to us. But& one day Ace and I were walking home from school. It was report card day. I remember cause Ace had gotten an A in physical education and home economics. I know they arent really important classes, but Ace never aced anything, and he was really excited. He couldnt wait to get home and show Asher. So we took a shortcut and hurried home. We raced up the stairs to Ashers room and flung open the door. Asher was sitting there alone on the bed, writing a letter in silence. Ace asked him what he was doing, he didnt answer. He finished writing his letter and looked to us. He told us that he loved us and to take care of ourselves. Then he made us promise that we would never do what he was about to do. We, me being ten and Ace being eleven agreed. Ace stepped forward and questioned him. But Asher then opened a drawer beside him and pulled out a pistol. The last thing Asher ever said was that he was sorry, he put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. That was the second time I had watched someone die. At first Ace and I didnt realize what happened. Blood splattered on our clothes and bodies. Ace screamed and ran out the door, I chased after him. He ran down the street and didnt stop till I caught up with him and tackled him to the ground. We were at least five blocks away from the orphanage by then. We sat in an ally and cried until we couldnt cry any more. That day, Ace and I promised that no matter what ever happened we would keep in touch and be friends forever. Let me tell you when we got back home, it wasnt pretty. When I was fourteen, Ace and I got to talking one night and we wound up confessing our love for one another. I dumped my girlfriend the next day. Ace and I dated and were happy until I moved away a few months ago. We fought before I left, but I called him a few weeks ago and he still loves me so& I dont know whats gonna happen, but I just yammered on about stuff you probably didnt want to hear. The bus drivers eyes were wide, but she kept them fixed on the road, Wow kid. Youve been through quite a lot to be so young. You said earlier that you were orphaned when you were nine? Oh yeah, my mother had cancer. Oh I see, you poor boy. Im so sorry. The bus pulled to a stop, This is were we get off, Vince stated. He shook Rod and Kitty to wake them, Guys were at the stop. The drowsily staggered down the steps to the outside world. The bus driver stopped Vince, Kid, here, She pulled a box out of her purse, This was my sons before he went off and got himself killed in the war, I want you to have it. She opened it up to show that it was a gold watch then gestured it to Vince, Maam I cant take that. Please, I want you to have it. Vince smiled at her, Okay, Ill take good care of it. He took it and placed it in the case of his bass. I know you will, sonny. He began to walk down the steps but turned, Maam, I didnt catch your name. Its Evelyn Okay, well thank you and have a nice Christmas, Evelyn. He stepped out of the bus, You have a nice Christmas too, Vincent. Vince thought as she shut the doors, Wait a minute! She began to drive off. I never told her my name. He watched the bus drive off. Kitty called to him while she yawned, Vince hurry up youre lagging behind. She and Rod were walking side by side far ahead of Vince. He raced to catch up with them.





When they arrived at Kittys house there was a giant Christmas tree in the center of the living room. WOW! This place is nice! Rod was astonished. Yeah its even nicer than your old house Rodney, Vince picked Dont call me that! UGGG I hate that! Kitty plopped herself on the couch and almost instantly fell into a deep slumber. Rod laid on a loveseat to the right of the couch and Vince took the recliner. Vince relaxed and thought of the woman he had met earlier that night. He pulled out the watch and examined it. It was pure gold. He wound it but there was no tick, The battery must be dead, he thought. He put it away and looked to Rod who was still awake. Vince hushed his voice to a whisper, Hey, isnt this kinda weird? I mean we just came to her house for Christmas. Do you think we are intruding on family time? I was just thinking the same thing. Hopefully Kittys parents are friendly like she is and wont be mad. Hey if they are, it was Kittys idea. Yeah her parents are pretty lenient though. Remember that time she spent the night at our apartment. And she spent the whole night out with us several times before including tonight. Vince thought, yeah I guess youre right, but we wont know for sure till morning. Goodnight Rod. Goodnight Vince.











This chapter took up nine pages. Even though the song took up two pages, thats still more than I usually write. This chapter was really dramatic, I know. From here on out this story is dedicated to and is in memory of Asher, no not the Asher from this story, a real Asher. I just named the character after him in memory of him. Asher was the friend of my friends cousin or something like that. Well my friend was devastated when he committed suicide a couple months ago. (I think back in March) I dont know his last name and I never got the chance to meet him, but I know he was a good person.

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