Jan 30, 2006 21:17
let me no wat u think aye,
Chapter one...
Benji sat his back against the door to his prep room, he studied his scars closely, he picked up his razor blade and quickly dragged it across one of his scars opening it up. Blood seeped out, he grabbed a cloth and pressed it to the wound, he had to be quick they had to go on in about 10 minutes someone would be here soon, quickly he pulled the cloth away and hastily shoved his cuff back on. Standing up he quickly shoved his blade in his drawer, just in time too, “ Benj, are you ok?” questioned a soft concerned sounding person; Benji immediately knew it was his twin Joel.
Benji paused for a moment, trying to hold back the tears, “uh- yeah im-im fine” he mumbled. He knew he didn’t sound very convincing! “Benj that’s it im coming in” came Joel’s voice knowing that something was wrong and before Benji could say anything more the door was opened and he was met by a very concerned Joel. Benji didn’t say anything he knew he couldn’t hide it from Joel no matter how hard he tried,
“Benj, show me your wrist” Joel murmured softly. Benji didn’t move, but didn’t struggle when Joel carefully took hold of his arm, Joel gently pulled the cuff down, “ Jeez Benji” Joel started but was cut off when Benji tears now pouring down his face threw himself into Joel’s arms sobbing. “Shh” soothed Joel “its ok”, as Joel was soothing Benji he grabbed a cloth held it to Benji’s cut, threw it aside and replaced it with a bandaid and placed his cuff back on his wrist, “that will have to do for now we have to be on in about” Joel was cut off by a knock on the door, “Benji gotta be on in 5, have you seen Joel?” came there manager’s voice. “Ah shit” Benji said noticing that his eyeliner had gone everywhere he picked up his eyeliner and started to re-do it. Joel yelled out “uh- yeah im in here with Benji we’ll be out in a sec. “um are you guys ok?” questioned the manager. “Yeah were fine be out in 5” Joel quickly said.
Joel pulled Benji into a hug, he looked at Benji and said “come on we gotta go, we’ll talk about this after the show ok?” Benji agreed, wondering what in the hell he had done right to get a twin brother like Joel.
Benji soon forgot all about his wrist, he was just happy to be on stage. It was all going really well until they got to Hold on. Benji closed his eyes concentrating on his guitar waiting to sing the back up he was going to give this song his all, trying not to let the pain overtake him, if only they knew how real this song was to him and Joel, he heard Joel begin to sing and closed his eyes concentration on nothing but the words,
“ This world, this world is cold but you don’t, you don’t have to go, your feeling sad your feeling lonely and no-one seems to care. Your mothers gone and your father hits you this pain you cannot bare, but we all bleed the same way as you do and we have the same things to go through.. Hold on, if you feel like letting go, hold on it gets better than you know.”
By this time Benji knew the tears were streaming down his face, he could feel Joel looking at him. “Oh well” he thought fans seem to love it when I get all emo, if only they knew the real reason.
Chapter two,
Benji pretended not to notice Joel staring at him as he downed the last of his Woodstock, tossed it next to the various other cans and stumbled his way into the kitchen of the house that the band shared. Benji stopped for a moment staring into the fridge trying to remember what it was exactly he was getting, ah that’s right another can of Woodstock. Benji grabbed two, one for him one for Joel,
Benji sat down sighed and said “alright Joel just ask me already”. “Are you ok”? Came the soft concerned voice of his twin”, “yeah im ok, just got a bit emo, thinking about, ya no everything” Benji tried to laugh it off. “Benj im worried about you, you seem really down some days” Joel said with a bit of a questioning tone. Benji paused taking a few gulps before replying with “Gee thanks Joel” rather sarcastically. Joel rolled his eyes “you know what I mean, I mean I know I cant exactly talk seeing as how ive been there done that, but-but”, Joel paused momentarily gathering his thoughts before continuing
“I guess what im trying to say is that im worried about you” Benji looked deep into Joel’s eyes “I know I get down sometimes- ok maybe a lot of the time, but as long as I have you, the rest of the guys, mom and the fans ill be fine, honest no matter how down I seem or feel ill pull through” Benji said with such a convincing tone that Joel knew somewhere deep down he was the same old Benji” Joel moved closer to Benji and almost whispered well as long as your okay, coz as long as your okay im ok”
Benji looked at Joel, he couldn’t help but think how cute he looked, sitting there, looking deep into his eyes as though searching him for some sort of comfort. Benji was about to reply when suddenly Billy burst, or more so stumbled through the door
“hey guys sup, anyone up for a little fun?” Billy questioned in a flirtatious tone. Benji grinned “sure Bill what you got in mind? That is if Joel’s up for it?: Benji questioned tilting his head to one side. Joel had a grin on his face “well sure, who knows what may happen, could be interesting. But first I suggest we all go down and get some more booze and then drink a bit and Billy can explain what he’s got in mind. Sound ok? “Joel asked grinning. “Sure lets go” both boys chorused.
Just at that moment Paul walked in, surveying the situation, Joel with his keys grinning, Billy attempting to put his shoes on but being unsuccessful in tying them up, and Benji trying to stand up and quite miserably failing. “Hey guys where are you going lemme drive ok?”
Paul more so demanded than questioned. Joel still grinning laughed it off “honestly Paul were fine, they mite be a bit intoxicated but im not” as he was saying this Joel headed for the door, but tripped over his own feet, landing sprawled out on his back, him, Benji and Billy cracked up. In between gasps Joel managed a “heyy that came out of nowhere”. Paul now grinning looked at Joel and laughed “Joel you tripped over your own feet they cant come out of nowhere!” Joel still sprawled on the floor looked thoughtful “damn.. I have feet, when did that happen?” Joel questioned. Paul was amazed at how well he could talk, all of them for there state sure there was slurring but they actually made sense, usually that never happens even when they are sober, though Paul admitted to himself he wasn’t much better either it must be a gc thing