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I'm really hoping there's only going to be one more chapter, but I don't know. On with the show.
Tommy had checked into another hotel room, leaving Vince alone. He sighed and dropped down onto the bed, wondering if he had done the right thing. You know it was for the best. You weren't really in love, you just thought you were. Best to have done it now, then waited longer when it would have hurt you both more. Vince mused to himself. He knew it was true, but still couldn't help feeling lonely without the drummer curled at his side.
With Tommy
Tommy dragged his bags into his new room, kicking the door closed behind him. He flipped on the air conditioner, trying to get rid of the warm stuffiness that wrapped around the room. He took off his boots and laid down at the end of the bed. The world sucked, he decided. Vince breaks up with him, Nikki kisses him, and Mick wasn't doing much of anything. Tommy wondered if he even knew about the kiss in the music shop. He probably does. Very little escapes that man. Tommy chuckled wryly to the walls.
He sat up and began to dig through his overnight bag, looking for the notebook he always kept with him. He pulled it out and flipped to a clean page. He rummaged around some more, looking for a pen, but coming up with nothing. Cursing softly to himself, he got up and walked to the desk, hoping there was a pen there. He pulled out a drawer after searching the flat, polished surface. He found the Bible and smirked to himself. He picked up the black, leather bound book, and leafed through the pages idly.
I wonder why they leave this here. It’s not like the sinners here are going to change their ways because some hotel room had a Bible in it. He thought with a smirk. He was ignoring the pain of the all-too recent break-up and he knew it. He also knew he still needed to talk to Nikki about that damn kiss. He glared at the book and tossed it back into the drawer and slammed it shut.
He thought about going to see Nikki now, but decided to wait until morning when he had cooled off. Face it. You’re meant to be alone and a little kiss from someone you used to have feelings for isn’t going to change that. Vince was right to get rid of you, so he could be happy. The thought wasn’t angry, just resigned and sad. Everyone would be happy without him just as easily as they would be with him. It didn’t matter whether or not if he was there. No one paid him much attention these days. Vince had, but mainly it had been physical between them. No real emotion connection and that’s what Tommy wanted.
He pulled off his clothes and curled up in bed. The world could wait until tomorrow to be graced with his presence.
Sorry it's so short, but what can I say? Review.
Tommy had checked into another hotel room, leaving Vince alone. He sighed and dropped down onto the bed, wondering if he had done the right thing. You know it was for the best. You weren't really in love, you just thought you were. Best to have done it now, then waited longer when it would have hurt you both more. Vince mused to himself. He knew it was true, but still couldn't help feeling lonely without the drummer curled at his side.
With Tommy
Tommy dragged his bags into his new room, kicking the door closed behind him. He flipped on the air conditioner, trying to get rid of the warm stuffiness that wrapped around the room. He took off his boots and laid down at the end of the bed. The world sucked, he decided. Vince breaks up with him, Nikki kisses him, and Mick wasn't doing much of anything. Tommy wondered if he even knew about the kiss in the music shop. He probably does. Very little escapes that man. Tommy chuckled wryly to the walls.
He sat up and began to dig through his overnight bag, looking for the notebook he always kept with him. He pulled it out and flipped to a clean page. He rummaged around some more, looking for a pen, but coming up with nothing. Cursing softly to himself, he got up and walked to the desk, hoping there was a pen there. He pulled out a drawer after searching the flat, polished surface. He found the Bible and smirked to himself. He picked up the black, leather bound book, and leafed through the pages idly.
I wonder why they leave this here. It’s not like the sinners here are going to change their ways because some hotel room had a Bible in it. He thought with a smirk. He was ignoring the pain of the all-too recent break-up and he knew it. He also knew he still needed to talk to Nikki about that damn kiss. He glared at the book and tossed it back into the drawer and slammed it shut.
He thought about going to see Nikki now, but decided to wait until morning when he had cooled off. Face it. You’re meant to be alone and a little kiss from someone you used to have feelings for isn’t going to change that. Vince was right to get rid of you, so he could be happy. The thought wasn’t angry, just resigned and sad. Everyone would be happy without him just as easily as they would be with him. It didn’t matter whether or not if he was there. No one paid him much attention these days. Vince had, but mainly it had been physical between them. No real emotion connection and that’s what Tommy wanted.
He pulled off his clothes and curled up in bed. The world could wait until tomorrow to be graced with his presence.
Sorry it's so short, but what can I say? Review.
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