What Dreams May Come | By : jacquelyn620 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 2171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author’s notes: I do not own any of the guys from HIM. Nor do I know them personally. This is pure fiction. The only thing I own is my original character. So please no flames, cause I will simple delete them without reading them.
Thank you! Please enjoy and review/rate! Thanks again.
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Ville sat there, quietly listening to his mp3 player, in the extremely uncomfortable seat at the airport. The guys had insisted that he go with them to Dallas. Dallas wasn’t such a bad city, but why Dallas?
When he had asked the guys about the trip, they barely told him a thing. All they really told him was the hotel they would be staying at. He wondered why the guys were being so hush-hush about the whole trip. Were they planning something? Was there a reason why they wouldn’t tell him much?
He felt like he was in the dark again, just like he had been with Jonna.
‘No not again,’ he thought, ‘the guys are right. I have to get over her.’
Ville sighed as the song on his mp3 player switched songs. He growled softly to himself when I heard his own voice blare over the sound of his own player. He hated the fact that the song playing over the radio seemed to fit perfectly with his situation…. “Solitary Man.”
Melinda was mine 'til the time that I found her
Holdin' Jim
And lovin' him
Then Sue came along, loved me strong, that's what I thought
But me and Sue,
That died, too.
It was true. It was his story, just different names replacing those of Melinda, Jim and Sue. Of course in his mind Sue was none other then Jonna. She did come along and loved him, but then she turned into a Melinda. Ville started to call the night he had caught her with…with him.
~flashback~
Ville lazily walked up to his apartment door. He and the other guys had just gotten back from shooting their latest video in America. He was exhausted from the long flight. A ciggie hung from his lips, the only one he had smoked in the past 20 hours due to the law about not smoking in airports. The end of the cigarette glowed before the ashes fell the ground before his feet.
He rambled through his pockets to find his key, taking what seemed like ages. All he wanted to do was unlock the door, drag himself and his bag into his bedroom and crawl in next to his wonderful fiancé Jonna. He eventually found his key and slowly unlocked the door.
Once inside, in the faint moonlight that flooded through the windows, he could see that the apartment was actually tidy. He smiled, knowing that it was Jonna’s doing.
“Oh..god..”
Ville turned his head. He thought that that sounded like a male voice. He dropped off his bag by the front door and made his way door the hallway to his bedroom. The door was closed. He heard another moan.
‘Maybe she’s just watching a movie,’ he thought.
Ville’s gloved hands grabbed the doorknob, slowly and quietly turning it so it did not make a sound. Then, at an extremely slow rate, he opened the door slightly. The scent from the room hit him first, the scent of sweat and sex.
He peered through the opened part of the door. The first sight he saw was another man in his bed. A blonde haired man that he soon recognized. It was his friend, Jonne. He opened the door a bit more to next see Jonna. Ville saw her on her knees, leaning over the end of the bed. One of Jonne’s hands held her hair back as she slid his cock in and out of her mouth.
Ville stood there for a few moments, almost frozen in the moment. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. All this time, he had believed that Jonna had loved him and only him. He never would of suspected her of fucking around with other rock stars.
Seeing this sight infuriated him, which rarely happened. He pushed on the door with all his might, causing it to slam into the wall with a loud bang. Both Jonne and Jonna looked up at the door. Jonne had a rather drunken look on his face. As for Jonna, she was scared, like she had just gotten her hand caught in the cookie jar.
Ville stared daggers at her, “Jonna! What the FUCK?!”
She smirked at him, “You’re always away. I got lonely.”
This infuriated him even more, “So you decided to fuck Jonne here. He’s a rock star too. He’ll be gone just like I was.”
“Negative’s not as big as HIM is,” she yelled back at him.
At that moment, Jonna felt a hand come across her face. She fell to the ground, looking up she saw Jonne standing above her.
“You whore,” he yelled down at her, “how dare you insult not only me and my band, by HIM!?! Without HIM there would be no Negative.”
Jonne quickly put his pants back on and grabbed his shirt before he headed out of the door.
Jonna just stared down towards the floor. She didn’t want to look up at Ville.
“Get out,” was all that she heard him say.
She grabbed her clothes and her coat before she went out the door.
Ville just stood there, replaying over and over in his head what had just happened. He still couldn’t believe this. He felt the tears roll down his face.
~end of flashback~
He just sat there, thinking of that night. He continued to think about it when they finally got onto their plane.
Ville sat there, in between the window and Linde. He leaned his head against the cool window pane. His eyes closed slowly as he drifted off.
~Dream~
“Ville….Ville,” a voice came out of the darkness.
He looked around, searching for the voice. He saw the figure of a woman, a very curvaceous woman. She had no face. He knew that this was his dream girl dream again. Only it was different this time. He heard a voice, he had never heard a voice before.
He moved forward towards the woman, waiting to finally know who she was.
“Ville…come to me…” the voice continued, “Ville my darling…my love...my Jack…come get your Sally.” Then the figure turned and ran in the other direction.
He didn’t want to loose her again. He ran after her, trying to keep up in the void of darkness that surrounded them.
Then he heard laughter. It was a cute sort of laughter that sounded like a young girls but also had the deepness of a full grown woman.
He sped up, finally able to reach out and grab one of her arms. The woman swung around, facing him now. Ville looked down at her, no face like always. This didn’t make sense to him since he heard her speak.
“Wake up Ville,” the voice said again.
~End of Dream~
Linde started to shake Ville, “Ville! Wake up!”
Ville stirred slightly before he opened his eyes to see Linde.
“Are we here?” he asked, still a bit tired.
“Yes we’re here. We’re here at Dallas Fortworth,” Linde as he just smiled and shook his head at him.
Ville yawned several times before they finally got off the plane and eventually out of the airport. It seemed like ages before they finally made it to their hotel.
Once Ville got to his room, he just sat down on the bed. Thinking about his dream girl, wondering if he would ever find her.
‘But then again who knows,’ he thought to himself, ‘She could be halfway around the world, or just around the corner.’
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Ok I know it’s a bit of a shorter chapter but there! So please rate and review! I want to know what you guys think, it does help me later on in the writing process! THANKS!
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