So, here it is. My David Story.

A little background...

I participated in an interactive fan fiction on a friend's site, and my character ended up with David. I spent so much time immersing myself in his music and stories about him (which are hard to find, by the way) that he took over my thoughts for quite some time. I couldn't get him out of my head. He's still in there, rattling doors and opening drawers and such, but he's behaving himself. Mostly.

This story came out as an outlet for me to try to get through my little obsession. I told some of the girls from the other fan fic exercise, and they thought it was hysterical that I got so wrapped up, that I couldn't think of anything but him.

They convinced me to "go public" with the story, so here it is.

I hope you enjoy it. It starts here.

~ Hath

Chapter 101: Home Again

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I arrived home to Boston and work to find that one of my last official duties here is going to be firing somebody. Wonderful. Apparently while “Hath” was out playing with her friends, "New Hath" was not playing nice, and made some REALLY bad decisions that I've now spent oh, 6 hours on the phone trying to smooth over.

They want me to extend my end-date now. NO WAY! I told them I'm getting married in May, and already have another job lined up, and there's no way I can do that. Sheesh. Just what I need. I've got a rock sitting in between the LJs now. Grrr. They're starting to make noises about withholding money they owe me and stuff like that. Christ, now I need a lawyer. Can you believe this shit?

Yeah, they now offered to give me a promo if I stay. I of course told them no. They offered more money. I said, and I quote, "do you know who I'm marrying?" Petty, small, and snobby, I know, but they were pissing me off. I swear, I'm gonna be in bed next to Sam on bed rest soon. I can't get out of there soon enough! I vented all this on the board, and Sam the sweetie jumped right in to offer her help.

I knew that they were just spouting off – that they’d never dare try anything like that. Not only is it illegal, it'd be in the papers so fast, it'd make their heads spin. I had no qualms about THAT getting into the papers. They really pushed at me to stay, and I think that empty threat was their last resort. They don't know that when push comes to shove, I push right back. I told them if we were firing Ethan, they had had better select someone else to step up because they have two weeks. We'll see who they drag up now. They're not happy with me right now, but the feeling is mutual.

The morning passed in its usual flurry of meetings that I now had to take a more active role in again because of Ethan. Jesus, what a pain in the ass.

In the afternoon, we got a message from Lucy that put my petty problems in perspective:

Didn't know if you girls had heard...but they are charging Richie with child endangerment. They say if he's found guilty a jail sentence is likely. This is killing him, you all know how much he loves Ava. I'm really worried about him. He's putting up his brave face as usual, but I don't know...I'm worried this will push him over the edge.

I'm not including Sam in this PM b/c of her condition. Richie doesn't want to get her involved...but I would almost feel better if Sam was representing him, I mean of course provided she improves and gets off bed rest, but until then...don't say anything to her. ya think Mama G could sequester her like they do jury's tv, no papers, no I know she can't keep all that from her, but if you could ask her to maybe, keep an eye out so that if she does find out...she doesn't find out by hearing it on the news.

I replied right back to her that David and I would fly out on the 6th and go to court with them on the 7th. I mean, it went without saying, but I wanted to say it. We offered to stay at a hotel, but Lucy, being who she is, said hell no. So, we’re staying at casa de Sambora.

I reminded Lucy that Sam is pretty savvy, and she'll find out about this sooner or later, and she'd take the news better if it's offered to her rather hidden from her. I also called my mom, and got Richie and Lucy an extra rosary. She asked if I was calling because of what was on the news. I smiled. She paid more attention to the entertainment news now, and already knew what was going on. She said she was praying for strength for them, to be able to handle whatever happens.

I called David to tell him we knew what was going on, and he said he already knew, and would keep an eye on Richie; they all would. None of them want to see him hurting any more than he already was.

I hope it all works out.

* * * * *

David pulled Richie aside one afternoon. “You got a minute, man?” he asked.

“Sure, Davey,” Richie answered. “What’s up?”

David sighed and paced a little. “Hath and I were talking, and we want to be there for you guys whatever this episode unleashes on your lives.”

Richie nodded. “Thanks man; that means a lot.”

David bobbed his head. “We want to postpone the wedding until we know what’s going on.”

Richie just stared at him. “Are you fucking kidding me? No. No way.”

“But --”

“Shut it and listen.” Now Richie started pacing. “It’s not that I don’t appreciate the sentiment. Really, I do. But you are not postponing the best thing that ever happened to you because of me.” He held his hand up when David would have interrupted. “I’m not done. I would feel terrible, worse than I do now, if my stupid-ass moment caused problems in any more lives.” Richie turned away, a sheen of moisture in his eyes.

David stepped forward, and clapped his friend gently on the shoulder. “We just want to be supportive of you, man, that’s all.”

“I know, and I appreciate that, but dammit, you can’t disrupt your lives because of this.” Richie turned to look at David, the two sharing an unspoken question between them. Richie sighed, and his shoulders slumped. “If I have to miss the wedding because of --” he couldn’t make himself say ‘jail’, “then I’m going to be apologizing to Hath for the rest of my life, but that’s what I’ll have to do.”

“Damn, Rich,” David said in commiseration.

“No shit,” Richie said. “Do we understand each other about the wedding?” David nodded. “Good,” Richie said. “Because I’d have to shave you bald if you did that, and Hath would kill me.”

* * * * *

Later that night, my brother called me. “Hath? It’s John.”

“I know,” I answered. “I do have caller ID you know. Plus, I recognize your voice. And thanks for calling me ‘Hath’”

“Ha, ha. Look, Rich just called me.”

“Yeah, I kinda figured that he’d be calling you from time to time. What’s wrong?” I started pacing circles around the living room. I didn’t know what he knew.

“He said you and David wanted to postpone the wedding? What the hell?” my brother was getting agitated.

“We just wanted to be able to show support for him, and what’s it to you?”

John sighed. “Nothing, sis, but hell, do you know what that looks like? That looks like you have no faith that he won’t go to jail.”

All the blood drained from my face, and I sat down hard on the couch. “Jesus,” I said. “I didn’t think of it that way.”

“Yeah, well, you’re not a guy.” John laughed. “Anyway, he wanted to hear what I have been working on, and Jesus, Hath, he said I was good.”

I just laughed right back at him. “I’ve been telling you that for years!”

“Yeah, but you suck at music. You couldn’t carry a tune if I gave it to you in a bucket. He knows what he’s doing. He’s one of my idols. This is a big deal,” he said.

“It sure is. Don’t fuck it up,” I said, humor in my voice.

He was dead serious when he answered. “I won’t. I swear it.”

“I know you won’t,” I answered. “Love you bro.”

“You too, sis. I gotta go practice more. Bye.”

I got on the boards to see what was going on, and I gave an apology to Lucy, which she graciously accepted.


Lucy, David told me he and Richie talked. Well Richie talked, David listened.

Please don't be too upset with us about wanting to change the wedding. We honestly just wanted to show our support, but in light of Richie's comments to David, well, we're leaving it as is. NO way do I want Richie shaving David bald

Also, my brother called me; he said Richie called him earlier to touch base about playing. Brother dearest said that Richie sounded glad to have a distraction. So, sorry again if I got you guys pissed off.

Still love me?

The next morning, Dad and Ang took off for their respective homes. Dad was itching to get back home among his things, and Ang needed to make some hard decisions about what she wanted to do with her life. She was completely taken by Nathan and didn’t know what to do with that. She was still coming back for the weddings and the babies’ births, but she needed to get some things done at home.


Joviswoman said...

I'm asking for more because even though I KNOW you've not got any more, I'm a GHB and can't help but try.

Loving in H.

G x

willowLL said...

as usual, this is just wonderful. I've missed this story and I'm glad to read this!

Anonymous said...

finally you´ve posted more! *jumping*
I´m on your blog every day to look if there´s more and just when I´m not at home you post the next

Loved the chapters! I´m glad that Sam and Mama G get closer now. And the visit in Arizona was hot and funny.
I love your style, it makes me laugh and it´s touching at the same...

can´t wait for more!!!


Tina C said...

Thank you for the new chapters!!!