I'm Sorry- A Slipknot Story

Chapter 27

-evening-

All of the guys and girls ended up staying and playing video games, eating the sickness food and drinking the drinks and listening to the music I have, which is over 200 CDs. Sid managed to dance to my music, and I joined in.

"Hey girls, look what I brought," Chantel says, holding up a bottle of wine.

"You are a savior," Lexa says, helping me get the glasses for the 8 other girls.

"Who else is having it," I ask, Sid deciding he'll try it. 

I get another and Sid sits down at the dining table next to my seat, Chantel opening the bottle and pouring all of us a drink and sitting at hers. The guys play more video games and I take a sip, Sid hesitating and looking at it. He sips a little and makes a face, tasting the fermentation.

"Whoo, that's got a kick," he says, setting the glass down gently and blinking a few times.

"It does, but if you're like me, you won't get drunk off of it," I say, taking another sip.

"You don't get drunk off of wine? I'm learning something every day," Sid says, taking another sip.

-morning-

Turns out, Sid got drunk and couldn't go home because everyone else left with their girlfriends and wives. So, I let him stay the night in Arron's room after I put on a few blankets and a sheet. He passed out as I was putting the blankets on, so I carried him up the stairs and put him in the bed, covering him and sleeping in my room.

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I wake up and stand, no hangover whatsoever this morning. I change into jeans and a sweater, walking down the stairs to see a card and a bouquet of flowers on the dining table. I open the card and smile, thanking whoever gave these girls the hearts that they have.

'I heard that flowers boost a happy mood. I hope you get better and keep that amazing heart from going stone cold.

-The Girls'

"I'm going to miss them on tour," I say to myself. I walk into the kitchen and start some coffee, glancing at the clock. 8 am. I walk back to the living room and see a note along with Chris' mask. I pick up the note and read it, smiling evilly.

'I know you love tinkering, so could you try to make Chris's mask cum by a remote control?

-Corey'

"Might as well," I say, picking up his mask and looking inside. I hang it on the back of the garage door and hear Sid trudge down the stairs, groaning at his hangover.

"Well good morning," I say. 

He puts his hand up in a hi and sits where he was last night, putting his head on his arms on the table. I pour him and myself a cup of coffee and sit on the other side of him, setting his coffee down in front of him. He looks up and smiles at the coffee, drinking it slowly.

"I don't know what I would do without you," he says, not looking at me.

"Who? Coffee or me," I ask, making him sharply exhale from his nose in a laugh.

"Both. You mostly," he says, looking at me with tired eyes. There's a comfortable silence between us, until he finishes his coffee and stands, bidding a goodbye and leaving. I stand and put both cups in the dishwasher, starting it and going out to the garage to make Chris' mask cum.

-afternoon-

I hook up the little tubes in the nose to the nostrils and wipe my forehead, probably getting grease on it from the other projects I decided to do as well. I hold up the mask and remote control, smiling at the achievement I've made. I hear a knock on the front door, so I hide the mask behind my back and put the controller in my pocket, opening the front door. I see Corey, Sid and Jim there, waiting for me.

"Hi. Didn't expect you three to be here," I say, Corey smiling a little.

"Can you come with us? Chris can't find his mask," Corey says.

"Sure," I say, slipping on my shoes and walking with them to their studio, where Chris is having a mild panic attack.

"I can't find it! It was right here," he exclaims, seeing me and calming down a little.

"I heard you can't find your mask," I say, him nodding and looking more. Even under his percussion set.

"I'll help you look for it," I say, starting to look for it. I hold it in front of me and jump up.

"Found it," I say, Chris running to me and taking it.

"Where did you find it," he asks.

"It was by your sanity. In a dark corner," I say, making him laugh.

"Thanks, I don't know what I would do without you," he says, hugging me.