Simple Love

3-Meet The Band

"There you are you slow ass motherfuckers!!" Eli, the drummer, screamed, grabbing my hand and glaring at Andy, dragging me into the studio. "We've been waiting forever you fuckface. " he said, tightening his grip on my wrist. I wanted to whine, but I knew he'd just get even more mad.

"Sorry, we were getting coffee. Uh.. I... hmm... sorry Eli. I..."

"If this is just another one of those 'poor me' or 'm little sister died six years ago today' things, then I'm fucking done with you. You need to get over it!!" He said, starting to raise his voice, but knowing Andy was behind us. He pulled me into the elevator and shut it before Andy could get in. I sighed, wanting my best friend's comfort.

I hadn't thought about what today was. I guess I was just trying to block out all of those memories. Now that he said that, I felt tears welling up in my eyes. "You... bastard" I said, getting ready to scream. "You know for a fucking fact that I can kill you on the spot. What the fuck Eli?!" I said, now yelling with tears streaming down my face in a constant flow. "Why would you say that?" I said, barely above a whisper.

"You're such a fucking baby, Anika. So your sister died, big deal. You need to get over it. Now stop acting all big and bad and get to the fucking studio room and act like the good little girl you are." He said through gritted teeth. I wanted to beat the shit out of him right there, but I knew that he would retaliate by hitting me ten times harder.

I walked into the studio room, putting on my best fake smile. Mike, my older adopted brother, came running over to me, burying his face in the crook of my neck. Even though he was 29 and 6'7'', he still seemed to have the biggest weak spot for me. I smiled and ruffled his hair, making him smiled and lift me up, and spin me around. I felt weightless, but that was limited. Eli cleared his throat from behind and I sighed, angry. Mike sensed something going on, because he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers together, and walked over to where his guitar and my mic were.

"Testing one two one two." Mike said into my mic, making me die laughing."tis good, leetle Anika" he said, rubbing my back. I smiled and pushed him away playfully.

"Alright... here we go fuckers. Get your arses over here." I said into the mic. They ran over, Eli still glaring, when I told them what song to play. Andy and Mike started off the beat of the song that I wrote the night I found my sister. Eli started playing too, giving me my que to go. I we choked up and almost fell to the ground to sob, but I didn't. I waited a second, then started to sing.

I found you lying on the floor.
I guess you were right
I guess you couldn't take anymore
I wanted to spread some light
Hold on tight
But I made you fall
I'm sorry i made you fall.

We never got into fights,
We were too close
But things happen
And things change
People move away
And life Isnt the same
I think it was time for a change
Now you're gone

I can save you!
I will, just ask me to.
Believe and you will see
I can save you
I wanted to save you tonight.
Ask me.
Just ask me to.
I want to save your life.

And I found you lying
Found you lying on the floor.
After I busted down your door
And you were gone.
All I wanted was to save
You.

I wiped the tears from my eyes as I stopped singing, and put my mic back on the stand. I could feel the daggers coming from Eli's eyes, and I turned around. "Annie, that was better than any other time we played it. You're gonna be okay, I promise, love bug." Mike said, walking over to me and hugged me. Instead of just whispering things to make me feel better, he sighed and touched my back. "Eli's phone was still on when you two were talking. I'll beat the living shit out of him, and you know it. Stay strong love bug." He whispered, making me sigh out of relief.

"Thank you. I love you bubby" I said, taking Andy's hand and leaving the studio. "We'll be back tomorrow around the same time!" I yelled back at them. I saw Mike packing up and leave too, leaving Eli alone in the room, looking ready to kill. I shoved it off and put my head on Andy's shoulder.

"What the fuck did Eli say?" Andy asked, bending over to let me on his shoulders. I held onto him, playing with his hair, and sighed.

"Nothing Andrew Gayle. He just wanted to say he is sorry for my loss, and that he hopes you try to change your hair style because it's not working out for him." I lied. If Andy knew anything of what Eli really said, I'd be having to bail him out of prison.

"Fuck that. If that mother fucker thinks I'm gonna change my look just for him, he's got another thing comin" he said, knowing I was lying, but going along with it. I giggled, never wanting anything to happen between me and Andy. Without him I'd be dead too.