allright.
it's 2 AM and I just came up with an idea.
so, I was thinking that my ending is pretty lame.
So I thought, hm...I wonder what someone would come up with.
So, here's your chance to take part in Fever:
Send me YOUR idea for the final chapter.
Yes, I'm serious.
Rules:
1. Must give place/location.
2. Must use Build God, Then We'll Talk as it is in the cd booklet for a guide.
3. Must use ALL of the words in the song.
4. Must take out at least one line in the song for the chapter heading.
OR
1. Must give place/location
2. Tell me which line to use as a heading.
3. Give me a detailed description of what YOU want to happen.
Basically, a storyboard.
You can submit either way, and you can only submit one of each. Maximum 2 submissions.
DEADLINE: July 8th.
To submit: Send to my email- demonomania.afi@gmail.com
Please and thank you.
VxP
Now that that's out of the way...
I looked at them curiously. "What might this be?"
Right when Davey was about to say it, "How are you feeling, dear?" the nurse came it.
Damn it. This is just my luck. Of course. “I’m fine, uh, Nurse…”
“Nurse Fran.”
“Fran…”
She turned around to see Davey, patiently waiting. “Excuse me sir, but you must go. It’s getting late, and visiting hours are over.”
I was stressing. This is not fair. I wanted to hear what Davey’s proposal was. But Nurse Fucker shooed him out.
Staring at the blank TV screen, I wondered what he might propose. To reimburse my money? To pay for the hospital expenses? To go on a date? Ha-ha. I wish. To…to…give me free concert tickets? Hm. Or…no. That’s a silly thought. They would never do that. They’re already too stressed and busy. And, well, they don’t really know me. But…no. Not happening.
I finally decided to pocket that thought away, and turn the television on. Some random Spanish show was on. It was a game show. Wow, those Spanish people do enjoy dancing. I watched the TV for an hour, and then I dozed off to sleep. Well, I forced myself to. I was beginning to understand Spanish. I even fell asleep talking in Spanish.
“Como estas? No. Por favor, no. Un pero, si! Gracias, señor!” Except, it came out in a mumble.
Davey’s POV
I was shoved out the door by the nurse. I wanted to punch her. Of course, it had to be right before I could tell Nicole the wonderful news. I walked down the corridor and heard a crying mother. I didn’t want to rubberneck, but I couldn’t help it. Peeping through the window, I saw a woman with frizzy brunette hair, crying over an empty bed. In her hands was a picture frame. The poor woman. I wished I could tell her that it was all going to be okay, but I didn’t know her, so I honestly couldn’t.
Keeping my pace even, I got to the front sliding glass doors, and looked back. I didn’t want to just leave her in there, wondering. I wanted to tell her. Then, my sidekick buzzed. Looking at the called ID, it was…Nick 13? This was going to be a very, very long talk.
I quickly took a seat in the lobby area, and answered my call.
Forty minutes later…
“Are you kidding me?”
“No, man. I’m not.”
“That’s amazing! Holy shit. I got to go. The nurse over there is giving me dirty looks.”
“Haha. Alright. I’ll talk to you later, Dave.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
I put away my phone and went up to the lady at the front desk. “Excuse me miss, but do you know where the bathroom is? I really, really have to go.”
She rolled her eyes at me and pointed in the direction I have to go in to get to Nicole. This was good. I went into the bathroom, but peeped out every once in a while to see if she was still at the desk. After a few minutes, she was reading some book and looked completely asleep. So, I quietly opened the door and tip-toed to Nicole’s room.
The door hinges creaked open, and the moonlight cast light on her, making her like a ghostly angel. She seemed to be deep in sleep. The electrocardiogram beating in a slow 4/4 time. I knew I didn’t have much time before the desk lady got suspicious. I might regret this later, but I shook her.
“Nicole, Nicole, wake up,” I whispered.
She ended up punching my nose with her hand on accident and woke up very sorry.
“Nicole, I have news. Since I was shooed out before, I came back.”
“What time is it?” She muttered.
I looked at my brand new watch. “Midnight.”
“Aren’t visiting hours like...way over?”
I laughed, “Well, you see… Enough chatter. The reason I came here?”
Nicole’s POV
I was blushing when I saw that I hit him and when I realized it was him. My cheeks were flaming when he was going to tell me. “Yes? What is it?” I was almost giggling in the girlish manner because I was so excited.
“Alright. Well, since Smith was a complete and total dick head and landed you in the hospital, I had a talk with him and Jade was in the room. So…”
I could feel my heart rise out of my chest. I had high expectations, but I was trying not to get so worked up so I wouldn’t be as heart broken that my fantasies didn’t come true. I could hear the electrocardiogram beeping faster than it should be, but this is from excitement. I couldn’t wait to hear. I looked up at Davey and his perfect face with his beautiful chocolate eyes. His lip ring twinkled as his lips moved, caught in the moonlight. The moon also cast a pale glow behind Davey, and he looked like a saint. A gorgeous saint, at that.
“Jade, Smith and I have decided to let you come on tour with us for the rest of the tour.”
I practically screamed. The heart monitor was going so fast I thought that it was going to explode. “ARE YOU SERIOUS?!” I screamed in a girlish fan girl voice. My hand was over my mouth and as he nodded I almost cried.
“I’m quite. I figured that since you missed a show and you obviously would want to get back at Smith, you can go on the last leg.”
I jumped up, but was pulled back down by the tubes. “Fucking hospitals…”
Instead, Davey leaned down and gave me a hug. He was warm and smelt like Axe. Probably Jade’s. His hair tickled my cheek and he pulled away. I wish that could have lasted longer.
“Davey, this is…this is amazing. Why? I mean, why are you doing this? I’m just another of the thousands of AFI and Blaqk Audio fans. Why me?”
Davey hid his eyes and I could see a tint even with the moonlight. He was blushing. “Well, I’m very dedicated to my fans and you deserve something for all of the trouble we…Smith has put you through. So, it was unanimous and we want to show you that Smith isn’t a complete idiot…Okay. I take that back. He is.”
I laughed a little, still not believing this was happening to me. The room felt hot and steamy, my head cloudy like a rainforest after a shower. My head was too fogged over to hear the tap of heals on linoleum and the opening of the door. Both Davey and I looked to see a very angry desk girl, and we were deer in a headlight.
“Excuse me, sir, but you really have to go.”
“Shit,” Davey whispered under his breath. He stood up from his spot and was escorted out. She even grabbed his arm, probably to make him feel guiltier.
After he left, my thoughts were racing with the possibilities, and I eventually, after a few hours, fell into a deep sleep. My dreams were of Davey and I, even though it could never, ever happen.
Davey’s POV
I felt so happy that she was ecstatic about my idea. I couldn’t wait to tell the guys. Pulling up to the hotel front, a valet came to my car door. I rolled down the passenger’s window.
“Good morning sir, are you staying with us tonight?”
“Yes. I actually already have a room here.”
“Would you like me to park your car?”
“Yes, thank you.” I rolled up the window and opened my door, leaving everything on.
“And your room number, sir?”
“1221.” The hotel must’ve known we were in AFI or something. I walked into the lobby where Jade and Smith awaited.
“How long were you guys sitting here?” Upon reaching them, I realized that they were sleeping. So, I bent over and kissed Jade. That always got him up.
Jade immediately opened his eyes, but he obviously didn’t realize it was me because he lifted his hand between my crotch and I squeaked, “Fuck.”
I held my crotch as I staggered backwards as Jade realized who he just punched.
“Shit, man. I’m sorry.”
“That’s okay…Ow…”
He giggled. “Do that to Smith.”
“Punch him or kiss him?”
His eyes sparkled. “Both.”
“MY PENIS CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE BEATINGS!!!”
The concierges gave me dirty looks as Smith jumped up off his chair and looked at me, still holding myself.
“Dude, what the fuck?”
I looked down and let go of my penis. “So…haha…yeah…uhm…I told her.”
Jade looked interested. “Really? What did she say?”
“She was ecstatic. I don’t think she could have thought of anything better. I really can’t wait to get her on the bus and…”
Smith coughed, “Fuck her.”
I shot him a dirty look. “I do not.”
Jade and Smith looked at me, “Suuuree ya don’t.”
Okay, maybe I do…but still…”Do not.”
Next Afternoon
Walking around the lobby, looking in the small store they have, I was waiting for Dillon. Emma and Vicki to walk through the revolving doors to the hotel. Jade had invited them to hang out with us until Nicole was out. I picked up a golden bracelet and looked at it on myself. Hm…I’m not the gold type of person, so I put it back. I ended up buying a silver chain link necklace I could store charms on. The woman at the counter said something like, “This will match your eyes,” or something to me. I just nodded and thanked her.
Walking into the lobby, Jade and Smith in the same chairs they were in last night, I took a seat next to Jade and took my necklace out. I unhooked the one I was wearing, which was rusting because it wasn’t actual silver; I replaced all of the charms, re-ordered them over and over out of boredom.
I flipped open my sidekick just as the group walked through the doors. Dillon was wearing his iPod, Emma and Vicki texting. I quickly put my phone in my back pocket and stood to greet them.
Both Emma and Vicki put their phones away and greeted me hello and hugged me. Dillon turned off his iPod and we shook hands. Next, it was Jade’s turn. Smith jumped on them all. No surprise there.
“So, I heard from Nicole you snuck in on her last night,” Dillon said.
I blushed, “Well, yes. I did. Did she tell you why?”
“No. She told me to ask you.”
“I’ll tell you later.” I had to leave him hanging.
After a fifteen minute tête-à-tête (pronounced tah-ta-tah), we all decide to go out for pizza.
Sitting down at the restaurant, I asked if they had anything vegan, as in pizza. The girl looked at me, and then said she would go check. Coming back, she said they did. Surprise, surprise.
A few minutes after ordering, Dillon got a phone call.
“Hello? Yes, this is him. Uh-huh. We’re at (insert name here). Okay. See you in ten. Bye.”
We all looked at him intently. We were having a guest? Please be Nicole.
“Everyone, that was…”
