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Bittersweet	By : TaimaMarie Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, Ville Valo, Raab, Dico, or any other celebrity mentioned. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN: Thanks for the reviews, pluska and Ero! Ero, part of the reason my mother HATES Bam is because she thinks it's unfair to April. She has often wondered how much his life insurance policy is worth, and if she's the beneficiary, and if so, why didn't she just *ahem* sabotage a stunt or two? That's my mom for you! I hope your son doesn't *really* turn out like him, haha. *huuugs*
pluska, I am trying really hard to make their relationship seem genuine, and make sure that the way Bam really is (in my mind, anyway. I've never met the kid) still shines through. Part of the reason the chapters are so short is because I actually get away with writing them for my Creative Writing class. Fan fiction, in college?!? It does happen! I have to do thirty minutes of writing three times a week, so I just started doing chapters and turning them in, so this is what I come up with in thirty minutes. Not much, actually. And if I write shorter chapters, I update a LOT more frequently.

The house slowly filled up again. Lenny was in the kitchen, kneeling on the counter as she pulled dishes down to set the table for supper. Bam leaned against the door way, watching her. They really should work on putting them someplace lower for her, he thought. Someday she was going to fall off that counter and hurt herself. Currently, she was humming the song pouring into her ears from her headphones.

Lenny hated ear buds. She said they dried out her ears and didn't fit right. And she was terrified they were going to vibrate her eardrum and burst it or something. Bam had laughed the first time she said that, but true enough, it always crossed his mind when he turned on his music.

So instead, she had some nice headphones that sat across her head. She hopped down, carrying the stack of plates as she did so, her hips swinging in time to the music. Bam watched her mouth carefully as she formed the words that were being sung.

Through the darkness and broken glass, I'd come for you if you'd only ask. Oh, Lovex then. She had recently heard the band and fallen in love. It was interesting to watch the fads she went through. One month she wouldn't be able to get enough of that anorexic Brit, and another week it'd be The Goo Goo Dolls twenty four seven.

If nothing else, she tried to be eclectic.

“Give me those,” he muttered to her, taking the plates. She snapped out of the dream land the music had taken her to with a small jump. Bam just rolled his eyes and kissed her on top of the head.

“Hey Bam?” she slipped down the headphones, switched off her mp3 player.

“Hey what?”

“When am I getting my surprise?”

“Sooner than you think.” he gave her a meaningful look, and she shuddered.

**

The bed was delightfully warm, unlike the rest of the house. Lenny woke up hours before she had to, as was her habit. Rarely did she ever really sleep through the night, waking now and then to check around the room, to snuggle into a more comfortable position, to assure herself that the dream world wasn't real, and that the monsters weren't waiting under her bed to get her.

Lenny pulled the quilt tighter around her body and nestled further into the mass of blankets she piled under her head in lieu of a pillow. She said they were too hot and she felt like she was suffocating. Bam had long since stopped questioning her. Nothing she said made sense.

“Lenny,” someone was nudging her hard. She made a groaning sound and tried to
catch that scrap of sleep that was hovering just in front of her. If only she could snatch it, pull it over her again.
“Leeeenny,” oh God, it was Bam. And he was waking her up in the worst way. He liked to roll into her with his shoulder so she couldn't ignore it.

Prick.

“What?” she muttered. “It's dark thirty out, I'm cold and tired and cranky so unless the house is on fire, I really don't think you should wake me up.”

“You're so grouchy in the morning.” he chuckled. He was getting off the bed, walking towards the closet. Curious, the girl sat up and rubbed her eyes,

“What are you doing?”

“Packing,”

“Packing? Packing for what? Where are you going?” Now she was fully awake. In fact, she pushed the blanket away and walked towards him, standing in her white silk nightie.

“I'm not going, WE'RE going.”

“Well, okay, where are WE going?”

“To your surprise!”

“At,” she turned her head to check the clock. “Five forty five in the morning? Christ, Bam! God doesn't even make the sun rise for a few more hours.”

“We're getting a head start.”

Lenny mumbled something about a head, but Bam was sure it would be unpleasant and painful sounding, so he didn't press the issue. Instead, he handed her a suit case. She went straight for her dresser drawer filled with the ratty jeans and bulky sweat shirt. This was the drawer where she kept her not-really-sexy clothes. Clearly she was intending to punish him for something. Actually, this was just what Bam wanted her to do. Once packed, Bam brought her laptop case and boots and coat. Her eyes were beginning to droop shut again, and so he tenderly put her arms in her coat, slipped the boots over her feet, tucked her hands away in the mittens.

Sleepily, she stumbled after him to one of his cars. He put their things in the trunk and settled her into the passenger seat. They hadn't even left the driveway out into the mid-January day when her eyes were shut again, and she was sound asleep.

***

“Lenny? Wake up,” Bam shook her shoulder. She stretched and rubbed her eyes.

“What? Where are we?” she blinked several times. There was a log cabin, a frozen lake, and a whole lot of snow.

“You said that you wanted to know if we could be quiet together.”

“Yeah,”

“So I rented us this cabin! Isn't that great?” Bam beamed.

“Did you really?”

“Yup!”

“But you brought your editing equipment, didn't you?” she frowned. It would be like him to try and find a place with fewer distractions to work. Not that she blamed him. This place was just packed with inspiration.

“Nope.” he shook his head.

“So, I don't understand. We have the fax machine and high-speed up here so you can do video conference calls with Ville for the new video?” she tried again.

“Nope, not that either.”

“Oh, the Jackass crew isn't coming up here, are they?” Lenny moaned. “I cannot stand to watch Steve-O eat one more disgusting thing.”

“No. Lenny, nobody's coming up here. Nobody even knows where we are, except the guy who owns this place. You've got the only piece of technology here. There isn't cable TV, or high speed Internet, or—well, anything actually.”

Lenny was silent for a full minute.

“Why did you let me bring my laptop?”

“Because I know you're on a dead line.” he shrugged. His girlfriend only shook her head.

“Bam, forget deadlines. Forget everything. If I'm up here with you, then I really want to be up here with you. I don't want any distractions. How long are we here for?”

“A week,” Bam reached for her and helped her out of the car. “Come on, let's see what kind of food we have to work with in here.”

****

After sweeping up some of the cobwebs and shaking the dust from the ancient bedspread, Bam lit a fire in the fire place. He and Lenny lay comfortably against one another, watching the flames and sipping hot chocolate.

“So why did you bring me up here?”

“Because I realized that you were right when you said that you and I couldn't be quiet together. And I wanted to see if we could. And because I wanted you to have a chance to have me all to yourself. I mean, the times when we are alone, we have Ville with us, and I love Ville, but sometimes I'm afraid that you get jealous.”

“Jealous of what, babe?” she reaching into her cup and plopped her marshmallow, half melted and sticky, into her mouth.

“Jealous of the fact that he and I have so much more of a history than you and I do.”

“Oh, Bam,” she set aside her empty cup and crawled over towards him, snuggling into his chest. “You and I are building a history together right now.”

“But how can you marry me if we don't have a million couple stories?”

“Couple stories?” she wrinkled her nose. “What's that?”

“Like, you know how you go out to a dinner with a couple, and they have a bunch of stories about things that have happened to them? Like, how they met or their first date?”

“And how they aren't really funny or interesting to anybody but them?” Lenny giggled.

“Yeah! We don't have anything like that.”

“Yes we do. Only ours are funny and interesting to everybody else. Like how your mother caught us in bed together in London? Or the fact that we went to London together when you had only seen me three times? Or how we met because I was dressed up like a fairy princess?” she reminded him.

“I thought—I guess I'm scared that you're going to want to be like a normal couple.”

“Normal couple? Bam, whatever gave you that idea? Have I ever given you the impression that I wanted to do anything NORMAL in my whole life?” Lenny laughed, and he laughed with her. “Our whole relationship has been, well, kind of strange. But that's the way I like it. I've never felt this way about anybody else before, ever. And I certainly never thought I'd feel this way about somebody within a year.

So no, we don't have any of those normal couple things. And that's okay. I mean, I would rather be discovering my life with you. I would rather be living like that that already know my whole future, have everything planned out. There's so much about myself, people, the world, there's so much about everything that I don't know. But I'm learning, and I'm finding things out. And you know what? I like living not knowing what's going to happen next. I like everything being an adventure. Do you know why?”

“Why?” he was captivated by her, by her every word, her every gesture. Her fingers were tangling and twisting in his t-shirt.

“Because it's an adventure with you. And the one thing I know, the one thing I can rely on in all of this is that you're going to love me the whole way through. That no matter what I say, what I do, I'm not going to lose you. It makes me feel free. I've always been so afraid in my other relationships that I would make a mistake and they'd turn and leave me.”

“You couldn't get rid of me if you tried.” Bam tugged gently on her hair.

“I know,” she rolled her eyes. “And I love it.”

Bam held Lenny closer to him and stared into the flames, feeling their hearts beating in unison. Yeah, he kind of loved it too.
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