Date: Fri, 11 May 2001 23:22:55 -0400 From: steelo64 Subject: Angel's Wing (part 8) Hey people waz-up, yeah i'm still writin nut not gettin much mail, but who cares, (I DO, I DO) If yeah like it or not think I should change sumthing or add sumthin jus tell me. Alight I'll See ya latez. Shawn steelo64@msn.com The next morning Shane woke up with a huge headache. He tried to get but was stopped by an arm draped over his midsection. He felt the body next to him get off of the bed and leave the room. And he began to think about last night. ///Ok lets recap on how my life became a void of suckieness, I found that Trish had volunteered me in a talent show but it not that bad because it's for charity. Justin seems to be getting a bit to friendly. I learned that Lance already has a boyfriend and now they're probably together in John's room fucking like rabbits. I drank myself into oblivion and tried to get my keys from Jc but he was too strong. I tried a pressure point but he didn't respond and carried me to his room to lie down. After that I can't remember. /// Just then I tried to get up and felt the arm push me back down. "Mmm you awake?" Jc's voice rang in Shane's head from last night's activities. "Yeah and thanks for not letting me leave last night I owe you." "No problems besides what are friends for." "Thanks anyway." I said as I got up from under his arm and began getting dressed. "Well you do owe me a favor.." He trailed off with a look in his eyes. "Yeah, I guess." "Well you could stay and talk to Lance." I turned to look at him like he grew a third head. "Umm no, I refuse to be a plaything." I said glaring at him. "Then stay with me." He pleaded with those damn will-braking eyes. "I promise I'll come to say goodbye to you before you leave." I headed towards his room door, with him trailing behind me. Walking into the main room I see Justin, Joey and Chris eating breakfast and watching TV. "Oh good Shane's here, time for some real food!!" Joey said throwing his toast down on the plate. "Sorry Joe I'm leaving." "What do you mean? Haven't you talked to Lance?" Justin asked with worry written all over his face. "I just wanna leave without extreme hostile feelings, besides I don't feel so hot." The guys all walked over to me giving me hugs with sorry faces. First Chris and then Jc. While caught in Justin's hug he softly asked could he come to the concert. "I wouldn't have it any other way coach." I smiled as we pulled apart failing to hold a tear. Joey was next and had tears in his eyes also. "Bye Joe." He said nothing as he grabbed me into a crushing hug. I felt him pull deeper as a tear fell on my bare neck. "Aww Joe don't cry, I promise next time you come through I'll make you the bomb ass breakfast." "K" he said simply as he let me go. I headed towards the door not daring to look back knowing I would crumble. I reached for the handle when it was pushed open revealing Lance behind it. I couldn't help but look into his liquid pools of emerald and felt my knees get weak. Luckily the voice in my head shook me back to reality, only a bit late as a tear escaped my eye as I passed him out of the door. ***Lance*** I woke up feeling like shit, my head throbbed, my throat was sore and my back hurt. John said I 'had to be punished' because I tried to leave him. He'd done this before, if we were in the mall or just out and I so much as looked at another guy he would wait until we got home to hit me. Mostly he would tie me down and rape me until he was satisfied. I thought I was rid of him in Tampa, but somehow he followed. I would have called the police but he threatened to expose me and the guys to the press. My free life was over once again. I snuck out of the room and limped my up to our floor; I opened the door only to be hit with another reality. Shane stood there with bags in hand ready to walk out forever. I stared into his could gray eyes seeing a storm of emotion, regret, fear, sadness and a loss of trust was evident. As he brushed by, I inhaled deeply taking in his sweet scent one last time. I walk over to the couch and stared into nothingness. My train of thought was broken my Jc. "He did it again, didn't he."? He asked in a voice that said he already knew. I gave him a confused look. "I saw you limping." I sighed and nodded. "I'M GONNA KILL HIM." He yelled as he headed for the door. "NO!!" I yelled as I jumped and grabbed his arm. "You know what he'll do he feels threatened, he'll destroy the group." As much as I wanted to let Jc lose on John I knew I couldn't. "It was my fault thinking I could trust and love him, and I'll pay for it." "No." Joey said standing and grabbing my shoulders. "You should never be sorry for looking for love. He had us all fooled and whatever happens we'll go thought it together." I smile at his word but knew that I couldn't let John hurt them. I went to my room to catch a shower. I was scrubbing like a mad man trying to clines myself of the guilt and shame that took refuge on my body. I got out of the shower and headed towards my bed to lay down. As soon as I touched the bed there was a knock on my door. I answered it see Jhon there with a pissed Jc glaring behind him. "Hi baby you weren't there when I woke up." He asked in a innocent voice, thinking the guys didn't know what was goin on. "I'm sorry I had to make a call to management." I lied. "Oh ok, so what are you doing now?" He asked with a slight grin on his face. "I have to talk to the guys about today." I squeezed by him and into the main room where everyone else was. "So what are we doing today?" Joey asked totally ignoring John presence. ///If I could find a way to stay with the guys it will give me time/// I thought, while everyone was suggesting where to go. ***Justin*** I sat on the far end of the room watching John's smug face, if I had the chance I would slice his thought in a heartbeat. Knowing what he does to Lance made me wish that him and Shane worked things out. My plans on torturing John where interrupted by a ringing cell phone. Al the guys including me checked and it was none of ours. I spotted a phone on the kitchen table and went over to it. It was Shane's phone and the caller Id said 'main house' I walk with it into my room and answered. "Hello, Shane's phone." "Who is this, and why do you have Shane's phone?" The familiar voice asked. "Justin and I have it because he left it. Who is this?" I asked a little irate at the caller's attitude. "Where is Shane?" "He said he wasn't feeling good and wouldn't talk to us. Any way who is this?" "His brother, and I need to know where he is?" I was more startled at the sound of urgency in the voice, than the fact that he was Shane's bother. If his brother could watch him when we couldn't I did the most logical thing and gave him Shane's address and my cell # just in case. "I walked in the living room noticing that John had left. "Where the goober?" I asked nobody in particular. Everybody answered "Up in his room." That caused a small chuckle within the group. "Who was that on the phone." Jc asked. I told them all about the call and the steps I took to make sure Shane would be looked after. "I didn't know Shane had a brother." Lance said in a low voice looking at the floor. "It's ok scoop, we can go to the club tonight and you can talk to Shane." Justin assured. Even though it was a bet, I began to see that all Lance wanted was to be happy and that included Shane. I'll what ever I have to, to keep them together. "Oh yeah what do I say, sorry you had to met my other boyfriend, but we can work I out that after he uses me you can have a turn." Lance answered sarcastically. "No we'll explain what really is going on." Jc said. I could tell that Jc had something going on in his mind. All right what are we going to do until then? Joey asked. We decided that we would go out to the mall and try to avoid John for the rest of day. I really didn't like that guy maybe I could persuade Shane to help me take care of him. ***Shane*** The ride home was a horrible quiet, leaving to think of what I left behind, sure he was a lair, but he was sooo cute and a good kisser with a nice body. I decided to find Trish to try and forget my troubles. I couldn't find my cell and because I was close to the restaurant I stopped by. Kathy told me that she had taken the day off to set up for the concert. I drove to the bar and found Trish inside setting up decorations. Ok let me tell you the full set up of the bar/club. In the day it was somewhat of a concert hall slash opera house it use to have about thirty rows that sloped down ward towards the main stage. The band pit was a good 25ft wide space in front of the stage. It even had a second level where the path way circled the interior on the hall. At every 5 ft there were observation boxes that stood out a bit to over look the floor. Ron redid the whole place and made it a club. He took out 25 of the 30 rows and level the slope a bit by steps so that tables sat on the steps. He filled in the pit and made it a dance floor. The stage remained and the bar was to the far right. The observation boxes were all turned into tables still over looking the club. When I had arrived I saw that Trish and Ron had done a good job decorating the place with red and purple drape looking things all over the place. Trish was setting the tables with candles and napkins, while Ron was draping some of the speakers with the red and purple drapes. "Hey Shizz," Trish called from across the hall. "Glad you made it, you can help with the table setting." I made my way through towards Trish with my hand in my pocket as I slowly turned around looking at how big the club was when it was empty. "Why are you setting places at the table?" I asked, knowing that there wasn't much of a kitchen to feed a club full of people. "Well because of some of the celebrity guest coming, Ronnie persuaded some of the diners to help the cause tonight for simi-free advertisement." Trish, Ron and I worked all day until about 2 hour before we opened. I was due for a much-needed shower, since I still had on yesterday's clothes. We all left for the night to get ready. It wasn't stuffy but a nice shirt was required. It was going to be a laid back night. I picked out a black silk shirt that had little dragon embroider in light blue with small gold clouds around them. I loved this shirt, it looked so complex but then it didn't. I'm not ashamed at say I picked it up at sears either. I put some black slacks and a pair of dress shoes. I looked in the mirror and smiled. "Damn, I make this look good." I laughed at my self, and headed for the club. I picked up Trish and arrived at the club with 15 minutes to go. We hurried around lighting candles and setting places making sure everything looked nice. We put out the red carpet and the velvet rope so that we didn't get flooded. We started letting people in at around 9:00 and it was full by 9:30 I didn't know it would fill so quick. There a few reserved seats open so I knew they had to be important people. As I walked to the back, to check on the mic set up when I heard a bit of commotion from the front. ///Must be one of the special guest. /// I made my way back to the floor and saw sitting in one of the V.I.P seats none other than. So write me k c yall later