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Everything I've Known	By : SolusNemo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > MEST Views: 1114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of MEST. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Eight: The Odyssey

Prancing through a black hole in the sky
From the 30th century so you’ll feel like me
You traded in your high school ring
To get away from the pom pom boys and the jock strap girls
Yeah, give me the super pill to make things better
Yeah, the super pill to make everything all right.

He jogged over to stage left and grabbed an ice cold bottle of water from someone’s outstretched hand. Twisting the cap open Matt poured the contents of the bottle over his head, cooling him down dramatically. He then took a white towel and wiped his face. “I fucked up a few times. I can’t concentrate when you’re around!” He smiled, his hair dripping.

“Didn’t notice at all.” Abigail replied, lowering her head as she smiled. It raised slightly so she could look at him, the stage lights causing her eyes to shine. “I feel like an idiot, but for my first concert this was ... nothing short of amazing. Even Tony calling out that one kid was a welcomed experience.” She blushed softly.

Matt laughed kindly, his face lighting up. The towel still in his hand Matt put his arms around Abigail in a bear hug, giving her a gentle squeeze. He kissed her neck before resting his chin on her shoulder. “You must have been so sheltered as a child.” He shut his eyes and breathed in the citrus fragrance of her perfume.

Not caring about getting his sweat on her Abigail wrapped her arms around the small of Matt’s back. “Not so much. At least I got to look out of my bubble every now and then.” It was a bad joke, but neither of them took much notice to it. “I left a day early, so I should get back on the road tomorrow afternoon.”

“Do you have to?” Matt whined like he used to when he was three. Again he kissed Abigail’s neck and they pulled out of the embrace. “Okay. We’ll just have to spend—” he did some calculations in his head “—8.26 minutes on everything I had planned for us tonight and tomorrow, only not.” He bit his lip grinning. There was a patch of rubbed off sweat on the front of Abigail’s shirt that he was trying not to snicker at.

“And what would be those plans?” She noticed him staring at her chest and looked down, laughing at herself.

“I was thinking dinner. Then we can go back to the hotel and lock the door, unplug the phone and watch some television ... and stuff.”

She clicked her tongue, “Sounds good to me.”

His mouth parted, letting out a quiet sigh. “We have to wait until autograph signing is over, but it’ll be worth.” He smiled again.

Matt was sitting on the edge of the tub looking at Abigail, who was standing next to the sink combing your hair. “You know you get more beautiful every time I see you?”

“It’s not polite to lie.” She set the comb down to turn and face Matt, seriousness etched into her face.

“I’m not.” Matt leaned forward and took Abigail’s left hand, pulling her toward him. He moved her engagement ring to and fro with his thumb and looked up at her, insecurity and pain in his eyes. “All my high school girlfriends called me too clingy, so I understand if you think the same ... I love you and I want you to come with the guys and I. I’m not asking you to drop everything in your life and start over, but Brennan is a twit. You have a light in your eyes when with me that wasn’t there when I first saw you in that bar. There’s a beatitude in your voice that disappears when you know Brennan’s about to enter the picture. You’ll be better off with me, I know it.”

She struggled for words. “Matt, I ... I’ve already run away from my problems once before; I moved from Washington to Rhode Island and I haven’t spoken to my mother, father or siblings in 8 years. Going off with you would be running away again, I can’t do that.”

“I know how tough that must have been, but you would be happy.”

“My job, my studio ...”

Matt took her other hand in his. “That’s no problem. We could put some of your things in a storage compartment in the sides of the bus, Lord knows there’s enough room in those things to keep an army. If you want we could buy you new and better welding things, I have the money. You would love it on the road, all the farms and small towns — the greenery of the back roads we take would give you all the inspiration you need.

“I hide from myself, Abigail, but everyday I’m with you I get the courage to show more of myself. That’s never happened before. I thought the happiest I ever was was when I was nine and my dad bought my first bass at a carnival, but I was wrong. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened in my life, after you I could never go back to the way I used to be.”

“I’m honored, but I have problems of my own. I’m not worth it, there’s no way you’re going to want to stick with me after a day on the road.”

He shook his head. “I’ll stay with you until the end. Please. What do you say?”
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