chapter 20;
“LJ User - hrtagram_boy”
Chapter 20: Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
Author: Jordan (insane_pyro_grl)
Disclaimer: Fiction, made up by me for creative purposes. I do not own any of the boys, and this journal is not Bam’s real journal.
Rating: PG - 13
Summary: What if Bam had a LiveJournal and no one knew about it? Would you read how he wrote about his every day life, from his perspective? This is his journal: hrtagram_boy, read all about his daily life, his trials, his tribulations, and his love. This will be as historically accurate as possible, if I can mold it that way, so it actually will seem like Bam is writing it himself, in real time.
Notes: One year ago today I began this fic, and now it’s on its twentieth chapter. You guys remember me right? I haven’t posted in a while. Hello to all the newbs, I’m Jordan, and I’ll be your semi-veteran around here [around two years of vamming]. Make sure all arms and limbs stay inside the car at all times, and welcome to the ride kultas, there’s lots more to come.
Previous Chapters
Chapter 20: Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
It came true, it fucking came true, Goddammit. Yesterday when he was in a meeting with the rest of the band, Seppo, and Sire, it was decided that the new record entitled Venus Doom will not be released in July as it was originally planned. It will now be released on September 18th of this year. I almost had a heart attack and started crying at the same time when he told me. He just thought I was upset because it would be longer before I could hear the new album.
He has not a clue that I’m now afraid that my worst dream will come true, and in a matter of time my dad will be telling me that my grandmother’s died. Right now I just want to go home and keep telling myself that everything’s going to be okay, when I really know that it’s not going to be. I decided to stay in the hotel room all day while he did things with the band - I cleared out the mini-bar by two, calling down to the desk and asking if the fridge could be restocked. They said that they could only fill it once per day, so I was shit out of luck.
Being the great boyfriend that he is, he called a cab and hauled our asses to a bar to get absolutely smashed. I downed shot after shot of tequila - burning my throat, yet feeling so fucking good at the same time as I chased it away with glasses full of draft beer .The two of us drank until we couldn’t see straight, and had to be dragged out of the bar and into the cab by the bartender. As soon as we got into the elevator at the hotel, we were all over each other, placing heated kisses on whatever skin was exposed, leaving purple bruises on my neck. Everything else that happened is a little blurry - the booze sloshed around in my brain so much that I kind of blacked out.
I woke up in our bed, feeling empty inside, with my hand stuck to my stomach with that was apparently Elmer’s Glue, and when I tried to move any which way, my ass started sending twitches of pain throughout my whole body. Turns out it wasn’t glue - but another liquid. I only found this out when I was in the shower and he came in behind me and began nibbling on my neck to say good morning. One thing led to another within the steamy abyss of the shower, the water pouring on the two of us, steam swirling around us in a mist, and we became lost within one another. Needless to say, my hangover went completely away with his healing hands and kisses.
After we showered and dressed, we just laid in bed for a while, talking about how his album was coming, about the impending trials for both Jonna and Vito, about anything at all. It was at those moments that I realized that I should tell him about my dreams, even though I knew he might call me crazy.
I laid in his arms, snug and warm under the covers, as I took a deep breath and began my tale. The dreams I’d had on the couch in the kitchen were first, how I saw Jonna being found guilty, with a restraining order attached. Then I explained the dream about the two of us sitting by the pool in the summer, before I came to the most important dreams - me proposing to him in the fall before our marriage in the spring.
I stopped after that to gauge his reaction, and saw that he was smiling from ear to ear, and he began his geeky laugh, which in turn, made me smile. It was at that moment that I knew that in the fall when I asked him to be mine, he’d say yes in less than a heartbeat. But then I got to the more serious dreams - beginning with the one that came true - how Venus Doom was going to be held back.
It was at that point that I had to hold back my emotions - knowing that my grandmother was going to die within a matter of time. As I told him what I saw, he gripped me tighter, and told me that it was going to be okay while he kissed the apples of my cheeks and held back the tears that were plaguing me.
I’m reassured now that we can handle anything that my dreams or life throws at us. I’ve got him, and he has me, and we’re going to be all right until the day we leave this planet. Within a few months I’ll be engaged, and I’ll be the happiest man in the world, with the best husband I could ever have.
Chapter 20: Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
Author: Jordan (insane_pyro_grl)
Disclaimer: Fiction, made up by me for creative purposes. I do not own any of the boys, and this journal is not Bam’s real journal.
Rating: PG - 13
Summary: What if Bam had a LiveJournal and no one knew about it? Would you read how he wrote about his every day life, from his perspective? This is his journal: hrtagram_boy, read all about his daily life, his trials, his tribulations, and his love. This will be as historically accurate as possible, if I can mold it that way, so it actually will seem like Bam is writing it himself, in real time.
Notes: One year ago today I began this fic, and now it’s on its twentieth chapter. You guys remember me right? I haven’t posted in a while. Hello to all the newbs, I’m Jordan, and I’ll be your semi-veteran around here [around two years of vamming]. Make sure all arms and limbs stay inside the car at all times, and welcome to the ride kultas, there’s lots more to come.
Previous Chapters
Chapter 20: Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
It came true, it fucking came true, Goddammit. Yesterday when he was in a meeting with the rest of the band, Seppo, and Sire, it was decided that the new record entitled Venus Doom will not be released in July as it was originally planned. It will now be released on September 18th of this year. I almost had a heart attack and started crying at the same time when he told me. He just thought I was upset because it would be longer before I could hear the new album.
He has not a clue that I’m now afraid that my worst dream will come true, and in a matter of time my dad will be telling me that my grandmother’s died. Right now I just want to go home and keep telling myself that everything’s going to be okay, when I really know that it’s not going to be. I decided to stay in the hotel room all day while he did things with the band - I cleared out the mini-bar by two, calling down to the desk and asking if the fridge could be restocked. They said that they could only fill it once per day, so I was shit out of luck.
Being the great boyfriend that he is, he called a cab and hauled our asses to a bar to get absolutely smashed. I downed shot after shot of tequila - burning my throat, yet feeling so fucking good at the same time as I chased it away with glasses full of draft beer .The two of us drank until we couldn’t see straight, and had to be dragged out of the bar and into the cab by the bartender. As soon as we got into the elevator at the hotel, we were all over each other, placing heated kisses on whatever skin was exposed, leaving purple bruises on my neck. Everything else that happened is a little blurry - the booze sloshed around in my brain so much that I kind of blacked out.
I woke up in our bed, feeling empty inside, with my hand stuck to my stomach with that was apparently Elmer’s Glue, and when I tried to move any which way, my ass started sending twitches of pain throughout my whole body. Turns out it wasn’t glue - but another liquid. I only found this out when I was in the shower and he came in behind me and began nibbling on my neck to say good morning. One thing led to another within the steamy abyss of the shower, the water pouring on the two of us, steam swirling around us in a mist, and we became lost within one another. Needless to say, my hangover went completely away with his healing hands and kisses.
After we showered and dressed, we just laid in bed for a while, talking about how his album was coming, about the impending trials for both Jonna and Vito, about anything at all. It was at those moments that I realized that I should tell him about my dreams, even though I knew he might call me crazy.
I laid in his arms, snug and warm under the covers, as I took a deep breath and began my tale. The dreams I’d had on the couch in the kitchen were first, how I saw Jonna being found guilty, with a restraining order attached. Then I explained the dream about the two of us sitting by the pool in the summer, before I came to the most important dreams - me proposing to him in the fall before our marriage in the spring.
I stopped after that to gauge his reaction, and saw that he was smiling from ear to ear, and he began his geeky laugh, which in turn, made me smile. It was at that moment that I knew that in the fall when I asked him to be mine, he’d say yes in less than a heartbeat. But then I got to the more serious dreams - beginning with the one that came true - how Venus Doom was going to be held back.
It was at that point that I had to hold back my emotions - knowing that my grandmother was going to die within a matter of time. As I told him what I saw, he gripped me tighter, and told me that it was going to be okay while he kissed the apples of my cheeks and held back the tears that were plaguing me.
I’m reassured now that we can handle anything that my dreams or life throws at us. I’ve got him, and he has me, and we’re going to be all right until the day we leave this planet. Within a few months I’ll be engaged, and I’ll be the happiest man in the world, with the best husband I could ever have.