A Certain History | By : Redneckgirl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Slipknot Views: 2446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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‘I know, I know you’ve got the tummy ache baby cakes but please stop crying’ sad Jade wearily as Jamie shrieked into her ear. Her five month old daughter had a bad case of colic and she had been awake for most of the night, meaning her mother got about fifteen minutes of sleep. It was now 9.45am and Jade was shattered, walking around in the same outfit she’d had on the previous day with her newly dyed flame red hair tied back in a greasy twist, secured with a pin. Her face was pale and she was thin and tired, worrying off her baby weight after the first few months, and then shifting a good amount of the rest in the days after she found out Hilde and Stefan had separated. The guilt had drove her to near breaking point, and what with coping with Jamie too she was really quite strained, and in no fit shape to be rolling out on tour in a months time.
Thanks to the kindness of David Geffen and the good negotiating skills of Sharon she had managed to hold the tour’s commence back until Jamie was six months old, and then strategically work out dates that she could fly home to be with her daughter and also when Jules could fly out to see her on the road with Jamie too. There was no way Jade would take a six month old baby on a US tour, no way in hell. When she was older it would be no problem but six months old was just too young.
As she walked up and down her hallway soothing the disgruntled tot Jade caught sight of herself in the mirror and shuddered. Would Stefan really want her looking the way she did if that was the path he chose? He had called her five days ago to say he needed some time alone, but he loved her and Jamie and would see them as soon as he could to discuss their future, together or not. She more than saw his point at needing some breathing space, his three year marriage had just come to an end in a messy, messy way and even though he had been the one to effectively end things Jade understood he needed some time to get his head straight. Relationships; even at the very sniff of one her life was thrown through loops.
‘Finally, she settles’ said Jade with a happy sigh as Jamie stopped crying. She carried her up the stairs and walked through the open door into her Nightmare before Christmas themed room and put her down gently in her crib. Just as she turned to leave the noise started again, and Jade just wanted to cry as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut and turned to pick up Jamie once more. Little did she know backup was driving it’s way over in Jen’s battered up old Chevy she had brought as a restoration project, blasting drum n’ bass loudly through the sound system worth more than the car. Typical Jen.
Jade was just coming down the stairs when there was a rapping of knuckles on the large front door adjacent to the hallway. Jogging as fast as her tired legs would take her down the remaining few steps she reached out and opened the door to see a face she didn’t expect to see, but was thrilled to none the less.
‘Hey sexy! Hey small loud thing!’ said Sid brightly as he gave both Jade and her howling baby a kiss and made his way into the house, being greeted by the dogs.
‘Not that it isn’t lovely to see you Sidney but what are you doing here?’ asked Jade, closing the door behind him.
‘I came up for a few days of downtime with my boy Chris before we get locked in a studio for fuck knows how long, so I thought I’d use my time constructively and come and help you out. Here gimmie the kid’ said Sid, taking Jamie out of Jade’s arms and holding her to his chest.
‘Man for something so small you sure make a lot of noise! Yes!’ sad Sid, bouncing Jamie gently in his arms and rubbing his hand on her back. ‘Your auntie Jen told me your all gassy, see if you were old enough I’d give you beer to make you burp but that’s just not possible’ he continued n a soft voice, making Jade laugh for the first time in days.
‘Are you sure you don’t mind Sid?’ Jade asked, reaching out and squeezing his arm affectionately.
‘Dude, I’m your friend and I wanna help you out. Now, take this and smoke as much of it as you want and go crash out for a few hours up in your smoke room. Me and the little noise machine are gong to start by taking the dogs for a run around out back’ said Sid, passing her his stash tin and then packing her off upstairs, reaching out and smacking her ass to usher her away quicker.
‘Come on then Jamie Kay, just you and me for a few hours’ said Sid, going through to the lounge and feeling quite proud of his baby skills since she seemed to have quietened a little. Meanwhile upstairs in her self built smoking room lined with cushions and drapes with a huge sliding window her mommy was rolling herself a much needed joint. Sid was a god, she had just decided. Licking the sticky side and twirling the paper around the roach with a flick of her thumb Jade sealed the moistened side and tapped it down a few times before lighting the end and taking a grateful puff.
‘Oh jeez that’s better’ she exclaimed as she exhaled, unlocking the catch and pulling the window open towards her as she sat on the floor beside it cross legged on a huge burnt orange cushion. The whole of the small room was decked out in an eastern theme, since she had designated it the only room anyone was allowed to smoke in inside her home Jade had decorated it in the style of a Moroccan shisha den in rich oranges, purples and reds.
She took another drag and felt her mind beginning to slow down, and her hearing finally come back after being deafened by her daughter for so long. It felt good to have some time alone; a luxury single mothers didn’t get very often. And it would be one of the very last times Jade got a few hours alone before the tour began thanks to her wonderful friend Sid, and when she was out on tour she found it hard to adjust to the routine again after so long and after getting so used to Jamie’s waking and sleeping hours dictating her own.
There were many nights she would lie awake in her bunk unable to sleep as the tour bus rattled along the highway along with those of their support bands, Chimaira and Godsmack. She would lie there and listen to the sound of Jo snoring in the bunk above, sit and play the PS2 until she went cross eyed, or spoke endlessly on her phone; mainly to one man in particular.
‘So where you at right now then?’ asked Jim as he sat with his acoustic guitar across his lap in the studio where their second album was being recorded in, taking a break from the three hours of guitar parts he’s just finished laying down.
‘Somewhere on the outskirts of Washington, I’m not too sure though because it’s dark and the bus is going too fast to read the signs whilst lying down’ said Jade as she turned onto her side.
‘Are you in bed then? Or bunk rather’ asked Jim, lighting a cigarette and thanking Joey for the can of beer he had just passed him.
‘Yup, and guess what? Once again I can’t sleep! I party my ass off and drink like a fish and believe me my tolerance to the booze has lowered since before I got pregnant but still, when it comes down to sleeping t just doesn’t happen’ said Jade quietly as she looked out of the window briefly, pulling the curtain back with her foot.
‘Sucks to be you at the moment then huh?’ he said, taking a swig of his beer.
‘Yeah, it really fucking does’ she admitted, reaching up into the little net magazine holder behind her head and pulling out her cigarettes and jumping out to find and ashtray on the table beside the bunks.
‘So have you heard anything else from Stefan?’ Jim then asked.
‘You asked me that yesterday dude’ laughed Jade quietly, blowing the smoke from her first inhale through her nose.
‘I know, I was just hoping he’d come to his senses already’ said Jim, scratching his by now longer and once again black hair.
‘I’m giving him time, and applying the rule my aunt Kay always tells me. If you love something let it go, then if it comes back to you...’
‘It’s yours forever’ Jim finished for her.
‘Exactly’ said Jade after a few moments of silence,
‘Well, I hope he makes the right decision, you guys belong together’ said Jim.
‘I hope he sees it like that too, anyway big guy I’m finally feeling a little sleepy so I’m gonna go’ said Jade, getting comfy.
‘Is the sound of my voice really that bad?’ said Jim, making her giggle. ‘Okay I’ll let you go, g’nite JB’ he finished.
‘Nite Jimbo’ she said, closing her flip phone and putting it with her cigarettes into the net above. Back in the studio Jim put his phone down on the table and just sat and stared at it for a while, completely zoning out while he did. So much so he failed to notice Corey clicking his fingers in his ear.
‘Earth to James’ he said loudly, shaking the uber tall guitarist from his daze.
‘Sorry dude, whassup?’ said Jim, noticing no one else was around. He must have really spaced out not to notice the two men previously sat next to him were now nowhere to be seen.
‘I think it should be me to ask you that question’ said Corey. Jim was one of his best friends, and after knowing him for all the years he had Corey instantly knew when something was up. ‘Come on man, we’ve been friends for how long now? You know you can talk to me about shit whenever you need to’ Corey continued, passing Jim a cigarette. He took a big breath and looked at his friend, knowing his number was up.
‘You know when we stayed with Jade a few months before Jamie was born?’ Jim began, lighting his cigarette and passing Corey the lighter.
‘Uh huh’ said Corey as he took the lighter, unlit cigarette between his teeth.
‘Well, just before she felt asleep she said something to me that’s had me thinking ever since’ said Jim.
‘And that would be?’ replied Corey, watching a frown crease Jim’s brow.
‘She said, and I quote – ‘I’ve missed you so much Jim, maybe I wouldn’t have been in this mess if I hadn’t have got on that damn plane, maybe things could have been different if I had said.....’ and that’s when she fell asleep. And now I’m just sat here wondering what the rest of her sentence was’ replied Jim, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
‘I think you know though dude, I think you know exactly what she was going to say, and it’s that that’s killing you isn’t it?’ said Corey gently.
‘Yup, because there ain’t a damn thing I can do about it. She’s in love with Stefan; he’s the one she meant to be with. It’s fate. And it doesn’t include me either’ said Jim.
‘Oh my god, are you finally admitting you have feelings for the woman? Was that a pig I just saw flying across the sky out of the window yonder?’ said Corey, trying to make him laugh.
‘Yeah, she’s like a tattoo that girl. Get’s under your skin’ said Jim simply before getting up, grabbing his cigarettes and walking out of the studio. Corey just shook his head in his friends wake, feeling sad for him that after finally recognising his feelings for their friend, it was about two years too late. And two week later they would hear news that further confirmed this; Jade and Stefan had got back together.
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