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Savagely Bitter And Deathly Sweet	By : FrankiesLove Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > AFI Views: 1233 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of AFI. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's Note: Chapter seven baby. Special point of view in this chapter. I loved writing this chapter, since this member of the band is my favorite and what not. Anyways, have fun reading it. I enjoyed writing it.

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Control

Two months had gone by and we were on our way back to California. It was a unanimous decision for us to return to our homes for a couple of weeks just to kick back and relax from what had happened recently. Jade had recovered fairly well, and Davey seemed to be doing just as well. I was alright, and Hunter was alright, if that’s any consolation. Smith thought the little vacation would do us all some good. We had just crossed the Arizona border after hanging out in Phoenix for a while. We had done a show there, and amazingly Jade could still play to the best of his ability. It was something that meant so much to Davey and the rest of the band. The recovery was remarkable and it didn’t surprise us really. Jade was a strong person and we knew that he’d get over whatever had caused him to freak out the way that he had.

Now that we were almost all completely a band again, we had taken some time away from our little hobbies, mostly Hunter’s side project, Hunter’s Revenge, and Davey and Jade’s project, Blaqk Audio. I had none because I was content in knowing that AFI was never going to fail me. Bringing my hands up to my face, I rubbed at it a little whilst laying in my bunk. Giving a bit of a growl, I found myself wanting to get up and speak to someone…anyone. Hunter was there, but he usually never had anything to say.

And at the moment I was going to assume that Davey and Jade were somewhere together. Dave had been hanging out with Jade more and more often. That didn’t surprise me much…but it was the fact that all the time spent with Jade was less spent with me…and that had brought out jealousy inside of me. Where it stemmed from, I had no idea. All I did know was that I felt the need to protect him, to take him away from the guitarist and keep him to myself. You would think it was obvious that I had a thing for him…but it wasn’t that obvious. I was, as a matter of fact, better at hiding emotions then anyone else in the band. Which was why I had gone so long without telling Davey my real feelings, hiding them inside of myself and trying to drown the feeling of hopelessness that had started to consume me since he had mentioned to me his feelings for Jade. That night could still play vividly in my mind, and I often thought back to it to see where I went wrong.

“Addy…can I talk to you?”

I sat down the book that I had been reading. The Fountainhead, by Ayn Rand. Normally I wouldn’t have picked up a book, but it had seemed interesting in the book store back in Houston, Texas. So naturally I bought it and already I was halfway done. But I always had time for Davey, and that’s why I managed to put the damn thing down to worry over what was going on with my friend.

“Sure Dave. You know you can always talk to me. That’s what friends are for, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

I saw he was wringing his hands and I offered a smile, motioning him over to me and seeing that he came, still acting a little nervous as he sat down. Leaning against me, I felt his heart racing in his chest. One of his arms was around my neck and he was suddenly in my lap, cuddling up close to me like a child to its mother. I supposed that was kind of what I was to the band, the mother. There were parts of me that loved the band to death; and others that wanted to just spank them until they would cry and try to find Smith. Smith protected everyone…just like I did.

“What’s up Dave? You look…I don’t know…upset.”

“That’s kind of because I am.”

“Oh?”

I cocked my head to the side curiously, listening to what he had just said. Alright…there was that little notion of being the advisor of the band. What the fuck ever. It was in me to be something like that. Clearing his throat, I felt him shift and he looked up at me, his black eyes all doe-like and innocent. Despite seeming like the kind of person that would just as soon whore themselves than fall in love, I knew that Davey was head over heels for someone. Mostly because I was feeling the same for him.

“Yes…I’m in love Addy…and I don’t know what to do about it.”

Chuckling lightly, I reached up and petted his hair, knowing that he hated that. And he indeed brought his hands up, covering his head as if to protect the precious relic that was his hairstyle. Alright, I’d leave that alone. For now.

“So who is it?”

He got nervous again and he bit on his lower lip, touching the ring there with his teeth before he sighed, clawing his fingers through his hair for a moment before I stopped him, fixing the locks for him as he thought on what he was going to say.

“I…it’s…well…I don’t know how to say this without seeming like a total dick.”

“Dave, being in love doesn’t constitute in you being a dick. Now on the other hand Hunter…he’s always a dick…so that rule doesn’t apply to him.”

Davey laughed and that warmed me on the inside, letting me know that I had done something at least right for once. I watched him swallow harshly, seeing the way that his throat moved with the momentum of the muscles flexing. He finally whispered again, this time so I could barely hear him. But I caught the name, and it didn’t surprise me. Though there was disappointment.

“…Jade…”

Rolling over from where I had been laying, I settled onto my back and crossed my arms under my head, seeing that I was going to be in for a long night. The bus was moving, I was faintly aware of that. We were on our way back to Cali…and I didn’t see a problem with that. At least, I didn’t think there was a problem. There was a sound from the bunk below mine and Hunter rolled over, going back to sleep almost instantly. Alright…that was a little weird. He never made random noises in the dark. Shrugging a bit to myself, I settled down once more. Then came the soft panting noises. I was vaguely aware of them…until the sound of his name came from Dave’s voice. Jade. It was moaned out and I felt my lips curve into a bitter smile. That’s right…love the guitarist.

That night passed by fairly slowly, seeing as how Dave and Jade were fucking not but four feet from me…and I didn’t respect that at all. I closed my eyes and tried to force myself to sleep. When it finally came, I felt like I only had about five minutes of that blissful state of calm and yet anger. I was dreaming…but I don’t remember what the dreams were about.

Davey was the first up, his body aching and stretching out just in sight of my eyes from behind that curtain that covered my bed. I swallowed and then saw Jade get out of the same bunk. So they had stayed in there together. That confirmed my suspicions that they were together. Shaking my head, I turned towards the wall and went back to sleep, feeling that shadow consume me again. The dreams came with it…but alas I couldn’t remember anything about them. Not again, anyway.

When we had finally stopped in California for the break that we were getting, I felt myself smile a little and get off bus in front of my house, my body shaking a little bit in the process as well. I looked towards the bus just as Davey came out, knowing that he was going to be smiling and laughing the entire time they said their good-byes to me for a while.

“Are you sure you want to stay here by yourself, Addy? You know, I could always come and stay.”

Oh please! Yes! Stay with me!

“No, it’s alright, I’ll be fine. It’s not like I haven’t lived by myself, you know?”

He laughed and then nodded, reaching forward and pulling me into a hug. I had no choice but to oblige, making it seem like I really didn’t want to. Giving a bit of a smile, I held him against me and then laughed a little bit at his antics. He had started to pick at the hem of my shirt from between our bodies.

“So, tomorrow me and the rest of the crew are going for a little luncheon at the vegan café down the street. Wanna go?”

I laughed softly and nodded.

“Damn right. You know I want to Dave. Jadey and Hunty won’t live without me there to control your antics.”

“That’s right Cap’n. Only you can control the First Mate.”

“Oh, since when am I the Cap’n?”

He laughed and then shook his head at me, smoothing his hair down a little bit after doing so. So vain about his appearance. Raising one eyebrow questioningly, I just shook my head.

“Nevermind Dave. You go hang out with Jade. Where are you staying?”

“At his place for a few days. I’m going to end up heading to mine after I get a few things in order.”

Like several nights of non-stop fucking?

“Alright, sounds good to me.”

I turned from him then, picking up the duffel bag that held my clothes and the back pack that was going to be slung over my shoulder indefinitely until I got to the stop of the stairs, reaching my apartment and unlocking the door. It smelled musty and dusty. But that was fine. Wasn’t like I had anything else to do but clean.

Glancing to the clock, I saw that it was only ten in the morning. Pretty early time to get somewhere. Then again, we had been on that bus for a while, and the drive was pretty much straight through. We all were tired and had obviously wanted to get home. Running my fingers through my hair, I closed the door with my free hand and then looked towards the kitchen.

I opened the fridge and saw that there were a few unopened bottles of beer. Checking the dates on them, they were still good and I popped the cap off of one of them, taking a long drink before I returned to the little living room area. Dust almost literally coated everything and I let out a gentle sigh. Alright, so cleaning was in order now. Setting that beer down on the coffee table, I went into the kitchen and got some paper towels from the cabinet. Next came the cleaner in a spray bottle. Leaving the kitchen, I looked down at the couch and then to the coffee table. Here we go.

And my habit of cleaning ensued.
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