Life's Better When You Gotta Bassist In It // L.A. Guns •Kelly Nickels•

Fuck Off Kelly

I have no idea how long it was since Kelly left, I was in my room, figuring out my finances. I had envelopes with different things labeled on them.

One for groceries, one for necessities, and others for other things. I generally didn't think this through and now I was completely lost. I'd never rented or paid bills before. I'm only 18 for Christ sake. I put my head in my hands and let out a frustrated sigh.

I got up and decided maybe a shower would help. I grabbed a towel and some pajamas. I had to work tomorrow. I checked my watch before I took it off and it was 4:30. I sighed again. I never did have a good sleep schedule, and that sucked, especially now that I have a job.

I have to get up early at 5, to make sure everything's fine for the whiskey later at night. I took the shower and changed into the pajamas. A little bit after that, I went to my room and tried to go to sleep.

I heard the front door open. Kelly's home, finally. I tried to get back into sleep but then I heard my bedroom door open and someone fall onto the bed next to me. I sat up and whipped my head around at the person.

"Kelly what the fuck! Are you drunk?" I asked. "I only had like...12-3-46 beers, man." He said, barley making sense. I looked at him. I got up and tried to pull him off my bed and to his own, but he wasn't moving.

"You know what? Fuck this, have the bed, at least I'll have a recollection on what the fuck I did tonight and not have a hangover. Fucking fuck fuck dude." I said frustrated as I grabbed a pillow and a blanket from my bed.

I walked into the living room and looked at the couch less floor. Guess I'm sleeping on the fucking floor. I threw my pillow on the ground angrily and laid down on the floor, covering myself up with the blanket.

Maybe Kelly moving in here wasn't a good idea. I didn't move out to get away from a drunk just to move in somewhere else with a different one. Only time will tell. I finally fell asleep on the uncomfortable ass floor.

I was in the middle of my sleep when I heard noises and other people. I sat up and saw a bunch of dudes, including Kelly looking at me. "What the fuck Kelly, who the hell are these people." I said, rubbing my eyes.

"Well Erin, this is my band." He said. I thought back to the night I met Kelly and when I saw the band. L.A. Guns. I yawned, "Right, L.A. Guns." I said standing up.

"Kelly, next time you bring people over, fucking inform me." I said. He shrugged. "It's not my fault you slept on the floor." He said. He really had no idea what happened. "Yeah, yeah it is, you came into my fucking room last night drunk and you wouldn't move. You better not have done anything to my room." I said waking to my room and finding it the way I left it.

I let out a sigh of relief and glanced at the alarm clock. It was 8:43 and I was supposed to be at work 3 hours ago. "Fuck!" I said throwing off my shirt and changing my clothes. I pulled on my shoes and walked back to the rest of the guys.

"Fuck you Kelly! Since you decided to kick me out of my own god damn bed, I'm late for fucking work, Jesus fuck fuck dude." I said. "Hey I didn't kick you out of the bed, you chose to leave." He smirked. I then turned around and punched him in the arm.

"I'm sorry, but I'll have to meet you guys later." I said to Kelly's band as I ran to the door. "Fuck off Kelly!" I yelled down the hall. I drove to the whiskey and ran into my boss.

"Erin, your late." He said, not too happy. "I know, I over slept, I'm sorry." He told me that it better not happen again and that I had to stay till 12 tonight. I nodded and got to work. People were coming and going constantly.

"Can I get a Jack and Coke"

"Can I get a vodka shot"

It was never ending. Eventually it was my time to go home and I was exhausted. I took my tips and walked to my car. I drove home. As soon as I opened the door, I was met with Kelly and his band. "You guys are still here?" I asked mid yawn. "It's 1:30." I said.

"Yeah, we were waiting for you." Kelly said. I turned to him and rolled my eyes. "Thanks to you, I had to work 8-12 tonight, and I barley got any tips, so fuck you." I said walking to my room. I shut my door and changed into sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt, lighting a cigarette and walking back out of my room and to the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Kelly asked from the living room floor. "What the fuck does it look like I'm doing? I'm making food, I didn't get to eat anything, I'm not eating food from the god damn whiskey." I said, pouring myself a bowl of cereal and walking over to the living room where Kelly was sitting on the floor with his band.

"So whose your friend's?" I asked, the cigarette dangling from my mouth. "Here we have Phil, Mick, Tracii, and Steve." Kelly said. "Nice to meet you guys." I said. "Same to you." Tracii said.

"So how'd Kelly meet a girl like you?" Phil asked smirking and staring at me intently. I didn't know he was British, and if I'm being honest he was attractive, all of them were. "I met him the other day at the bar." I said taking the cigarette out of my mouth and taking a spoonful of cereal and putting the cigarette back.

"The bar? Kelly, you sly dog, moving this fast?" Phil teased. "No, I saw her at the bar and she looked like she needed a drink. I offered to get her one but she doesn't drink, and then she left because she missed curfew." Kelly laughed.

I flipped him off, and took another bite of the cereal. "Curfew and doesn't drink? How old is this chick?" Tracii asked. "I'm 18, and I missed curfew because I was at your guy's show, and I don't drink for a handful of reasons, it's not a big fucking deal."

I finished my cereal and put my bowl in the sink. "Your 18?" They asked. I nodded. "Everyone has an age, mine just happens to be 18." I shrugged. "Well then." Phil said staring at me. My tiredness then hit me all at once.

"It was nice talking to you guys, but I'm literally about to pass the fuck out, so good night, I'll see you again sometime." I said walking to my room. Before I went to my room, I stopped by Kelly. I still had a lot of the cigarette left and I didn't want to waste it so I took it out of my mouth and handed it to him, and he took it-continuing the way to my room.

"Night fuckers." I said before I shut my door and flopped onto my bed, instantly falling asleep.