I'd Like to be Somebody Else

Chapter 11

       They got a van. Kenzie and Jamie agreed to go, along with some of the band's mates. We all drove to Scotland. It took us ages to find the club especially since we were all too stubborn to ask the locals.

    Me, Kenzie, Jamie and the band's mates drank, danced and watched the other bands play, waiting for Oasis' slot. They were flawless that night.

    Noel told us about the fiasco they'd had with getting on stage in the hotel. Luckily they decided "roughing it" in the cars/ van wasn't the best idea.

    They'd met a guy called Alan McGee and gave him their demo tape. He seemed really interested but he didn't seem like the kind of person that could actually give Oasis their big break.

    We partied hard in our hotel room, like they'd been signed there and then. Someone brought a shit load of cheap beer and kept the alcohol flowing. Everyone but Oasis had already been at least a bit tipsy from drinking at the club.

    Someone tried to pass a cigarette to me. "No thanks, I don't smoke." I rejected politely.

 "It's not a fag. Try it." he encouraged.

    I took it and took a drag. "Thanks." I coughed and gave it back, waiting to feel it's effects.

    After few beers, more drags of weird cigarettes and pills Liam came and whispered in my ear. "Come with me Stacy."

 "Where?"

    He took my hand, "I proper love you, you're gorgeous." He'd clearly had enough beer already but Noel was right, at least for the night,

    I stood up and kissed him. I didn't think about what I was doing, I was drunk and off my head like never before. He lead me to the bathroom for some privacy.

 "D'you love me?" he asked as he shoved me against the door.

 "Yeah, course I do."

    He kissed my neck roughly, holding my waist against the door. I tried to keep up with his pace.

    He kept kissing my neck, moved his hands, pulling down my jeans and then his own. He was rough and aggressive.

    It was over a bit too quickly. I blamed the drugs and the alcohol and the fact that everyone was on the other side of the cheap door.

    We walked out like nothing had happened, not that anyone noticed.

...

    I woke up laid against Noel's bare chest, Bonehead had his arm resting on my stomach. My head hurt really bad and I couldn't remember much after leaving Liam.

    Bonehead moved, stretching his arms. "Bonehead?" I whispered.

    He didn't answer. "Er Paul?" It took me a minute to remember his name.

 "Yeah?" he groaned, getting comfy with his back to me.

 "Time is it?"

    He looked around. "Dunno, no clock. Go back to sleep."

    Soon he was breathing deeply, asleep. I couldn't sleep I just stared at the ceiling trying to gather my own memories. I'd gotten so out of my mind I was struggling to remember what happened.

    I remembered feeling Noel and Bonehead touching me, feeling my body like I was all they cared about, like I was a perfect statue. There was a flash of someone making a white line of powder down my chest and snorting it. I couldn't work out who that was. I couldn't remember anything else.