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Sebastian launched himself off of the steps as Rachel pulled up. He slowed down when he got a good look at Rachel's face. He looked like he hadn't slept in the three days that they had been home. "Man, how can you let some bitch do this to you?" came the baffled question. Rachel just sighed. "I'll tell you when we get inside."
Sebastian and Rachel trekked upstairs so Rachel could spill the beans. However, Rachel wished he could get out of this whole conversation. He didn't know where to start. So he tried to stall for time. He tried to make like he was looking through his bag for something, but Sebastian knew better. "Rach, dude, spill it. I want to know all about his bitch." Sebastian exclaimed as he flopped down on the guest bed.
"Just promise you won't like freak out and kill me, ok?" Rachel asked with a scared look in his eyes. "Dude, would I ever like try and hurt you man? You're like my best friend in the entire world, why would I want to hurt you?"
"Well, you never know. Alright here are the rules. If you interrupt me I will quit and not tell you anything at all understand?" Sebastian nodded his head in answer to Rachel's question. "Ok, I met Bobbi at a bar when I was around 18. I was playing pickup bass for a friend's band and he was there to see them play. After the set we had a couple of drinks and I went with him back to his place. Yes, Baz him. I'm attracted to men, get over it and let me finish. We hooked up that night and I thought I would never hear from him again. Well, a week later he called and asked me out for dinner, and I had been with him ever since. But after Skid Row got on their feed, more specifically when you joined the band, he got reaqlly possessive. And he would accuse me of being with you and all that stuff. So when I got home I got the shit beat out of me. After I started feeling better I started packing my stuff and then I called you. so I guess I didn't get kicked out, I guess I'm running away." Rachel finished with his head under the pillow, afraid to see Sebastian's reaction.
"Dude, you look like you could use some food, and I always think better when I'm eating, so let's raid the fridge and see if, maybe, we could talk Maria into cooking something for us. I'm not allowed to cook anymore." Sebastian said with a wild grin on his face. "What did you do to get it to where you couldn't cook anymore, or do I want to know?" Rachel said still looking slightly frightened. "Oh it was nothing big, I was baking a chicken and I forgot it was in there until the smoke detector went off. Maria told me that the smoke detector isn't there to tell me when the food's done." Sebastian stated as he leaped off the bed and made is way down the stairs, Rachel not far behind.
"Hey, Maria. How are you doing?" Maria looked up from her book into the sad, bloodshot eyes of one Rachel Bolan. She had never seen him look like that ever. Not that she really saw him that much to begin with. "I'm fine Rachel, I think I should be asking yo how you're doing. Are you alright honey?" She couldn't help it, she was born to care for and about people. Even if she didn't really know Rachel, she knew he was close to Baz. "Do you want anything to eat or drink? I think I have stuff to make brownies or something like that. It's almost time for dinner, what do you want? I'll make anything you want." Rachel was shocked that she cared so much. "Well I don't want to put you out or anything..." Rachel started but was interrupted by Sebastian. "I'd like steaks and mashed potatoes and some carrots and..." Maria rolled her eyes and looked at Rachel. "Do you see what I have to live with? Raising a kid will be no problem compaired to him. Sebastian! Close the fridge, you're wasting energy! Geeze. Come on Rachel, let's see what I can find in the kitchen."
Rachel slowly followed Maria into the kitchen, unsure on how to act since he'd never been in this situation before. Sebastian was still holding the refrigerator door open and all they could see, past the door, was his ass hanging out. "Open target." Maria whispered to Rachel just before she smacked Sebastian hard on the hind end. Rachel couldn't help but laugh as Sebastian squealed like a little girl and smacked his head on the inside of the fridge. Maybe it was a good idea to call Baz.
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And that is where I am going to leave you my friends. Simply because my hands are cramping. Ha ha. And I think it's long enough.
TTFN
Ta Ta For Now
Sebastian and Rachel trekked upstairs so Rachel could spill the beans. However, Rachel wished he could get out of this whole conversation. He didn't know where to start. So he tried to stall for time. He tried to make like he was looking through his bag for something, but Sebastian knew better. "Rach, dude, spill it. I want to know all about his bitch." Sebastian exclaimed as he flopped down on the guest bed.
"Just promise you won't like freak out and kill me, ok?" Rachel asked with a scared look in his eyes. "Dude, would I ever like try and hurt you man? You're like my best friend in the entire world, why would I want to hurt you?"
"Well, you never know. Alright here are the rules. If you interrupt me I will quit and not tell you anything at all understand?" Sebastian nodded his head in answer to Rachel's question. "Ok, I met Bobbi at a bar when I was around 18. I was playing pickup bass for a friend's band and he was there to see them play. After the set we had a couple of drinks and I went with him back to his place. Yes, Baz him. I'm attracted to men, get over it and let me finish. We hooked up that night and I thought I would never hear from him again. Well, a week later he called and asked me out for dinner, and I had been with him ever since. But after Skid Row got on their feed, more specifically when you joined the band, he got reaqlly possessive. And he would accuse me of being with you and all that stuff. So when I got home I got the shit beat out of me. After I started feeling better I started packing my stuff and then I called you. so I guess I didn't get kicked out, I guess I'm running away." Rachel finished with his head under the pillow, afraid to see Sebastian's reaction.
"Dude, you look like you could use some food, and I always think better when I'm eating, so let's raid the fridge and see if, maybe, we could talk Maria into cooking something for us. I'm not allowed to cook anymore." Sebastian said with a wild grin on his face. "What did you do to get it to where you couldn't cook anymore, or do I want to know?" Rachel said still looking slightly frightened. "Oh it was nothing big, I was baking a chicken and I forgot it was in there until the smoke detector went off. Maria told me that the smoke detector isn't there to tell me when the food's done." Sebastian stated as he leaped off the bed and made is way down the stairs, Rachel not far behind.
"Hey, Maria. How are you doing?" Maria looked up from her book into the sad, bloodshot eyes of one Rachel Bolan. She had never seen him look like that ever. Not that she really saw him that much to begin with. "I'm fine Rachel, I think I should be asking yo how you're doing. Are you alright honey?" She couldn't help it, she was born to care for and about people. Even if she didn't really know Rachel, she knew he was close to Baz. "Do you want anything to eat or drink? I think I have stuff to make brownies or something like that. It's almost time for dinner, what do you want? I'll make anything you want." Rachel was shocked that she cared so much. "Well I don't want to put you out or anything..." Rachel started but was interrupted by Sebastian. "I'd like steaks and mashed potatoes and some carrots and..." Maria rolled her eyes and looked at Rachel. "Do you see what I have to live with? Raising a kid will be no problem compaired to him. Sebastian! Close the fridge, you're wasting energy! Geeze. Come on Rachel, let's see what I can find in the kitchen."
Rachel slowly followed Maria into the kitchen, unsure on how to act since he'd never been in this situation before. Sebastian was still holding the refrigerator door open and all they could see, past the door, was his ass hanging out. "Open target." Maria whispered to Rachel just before she smacked Sebastian hard on the hind end. Rachel couldn't help but laugh as Sebastian squealed like a little girl and smacked his head on the inside of the fridge. Maybe it was a good idea to call Baz.
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And that is where I am going to leave you my friends. Simply because my hands are cramping. Ha ha. And I think it's long enough.
TTFN
Ta Ta For Now
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