Neighbours

Chapter 1

Adam Raki rapped on his neighbour's door.

Knock knock

The door swiftly opened. A tall man with grey-blond hair and a tattoo on his neck was standing inside the doorway.

"Hello, who the fuck is this? What do you fucking want?" The man growled.

"Oh-oh, I just wanted to talk to you about your band..." Adam answered. He avoided eye-contact with his neighbour, and look down at his feet, instead.

"Yeah, what about my fucking band?" The taller man snarled.

"I just wanted to inquire about the volume of the music you play," Adam looked up at his neighbour, his blue eyes met the other man's hazel ones. So much for avoiding eye-contact.

"What about the fucking volume of my band's music?" He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, he took a deep breath and blew the smoke into Adam's face.

Adam scrunched his face up and coughed, "please, don't do that! And the music, well, it's a bit too loud. Could you possibly lower the volume?"

"Maybe," the man sighed and continued,"how about you come inside so we can discuss this without fucking freezing to death - it's too fucking cold out here."

Adam stood outside the front door, surprised. He rarely ever got invited into other people's homes.

"C'mon! It's either you come the fuck in or you fuck the fuck off." The man motioned for Adam to come inside.

"Oh-oh, yeah, I'm coming in!" Adam said, and stepped into his neighbour's apartment. The other, taller man closed the door behind him.

They went into the living-room, which was full of instruments, and took a seat on one of the black, leather couches.

"Ok, now let me properly introduce myself. I'm Nigel. Who the fuck are you?"

"Oh, ok, Nigel. I'm Adam... Adam Raki." He replied.

"Nice to meet ya, Adam." Nigel said, and took another puff of his cigarette.

"So, your band..." Said Adam.

"What about 'em?" Nigel retorted.

"Well, you know, with the volume of the music and stuff..."

"Oh, yeah. Well, I'll see what I can fucking do, kid."

"Ok. Well, bye." Adam stood up and made his way to the door, "also, I'm not a kid - I'm an adult human."

Nigel rolled his eyes,"Right, well goodbye." He got up to close the door behind Adam.

*The Next Day*

The sound of electric guitar rung in his ears, and he could feel the deep, heavy sound of the bass in the core of chest, pounding into him, and disrupting him from his routine.

He could hear a crude voice singing:

"I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God"

The noise was coming from up above, where Nigel lived. I thought we talked about this! Adam thought.

Adam covered his ears and walked up a flight of stairs to Nigel's apartment.

He banged on the door.

The music stopped and the door opened. Nigel was standing in front of him, wearing a light-blue T-shirt with little orange and grey dogs on it and a pair of jeans. A lit cigarette was hanging out of the corner of his mouth.