I'm sorry (A James Hetfield story)

time of the life

So... I opened the door for Denise... Then I got into my car, I turned off my radio, so we could drive in peace, maybe that was a bad idea, because all Denise did was look out the window and sighed a few times...

"So... I know this nice quiet Mexican restaurant we could go to..." Denise turned to look at me, we were at a stop light, and I looked at Denise and we both smiled big, she didn't say anything but nod yes, hmm... A woman with very few words, I like that.

"Sure." I drove down a ways and got to his nice quiet Mexican restaurant, it was La Cantina or something... I turned off the car and we both unbuckled our belts, before Denise opened her door, I stopped her.

"Let me..." I smiled and Denise blushed.

"Thank you." I took her hand and I shut the car door, I looked into Denise's eyes.

"You're welcome..." I quietly said, we got into the restaurant and sat down, we decided on what we wanted and I went up to the counter, I ordered a pitcher of water, then I came back to the table where Denise was, she smiled when I sat down in front of her, I didn't feel comfortable sitting next to her, that was too soon for me....

"I saw your records... Very cool." I grinned.

"Yeah... about that... I do have a few Metallica albums." I am blushing now... So she's a fan, so what... That's cool!

"Cool... I saw one that I wasn't a fan of... RATT?... You listen to RATT?" She laughed.

"Ok but what's wrong with RATT?, They are a good rock band." I rolled my eyes.

"Everything... Our drummer Lars once jammed with... Oh what's his name, Bobby Blotzer, he's ok but the singer is all about the chicks, so are the other guys... But Metallica is about the music..." She smirked.

"And the music is great, from both bands." I turned my head and rolled my eyes again.

"Okay, I get it... But don't put Metallica and RATT in the same sentence, it just sounds... Weird." I was truly honest with Denise.

"Ok sounds fair..." The pitcher of water came to Denise and I, we took sips of water.

"So... How long have you been listening to Metallica for?" I leaned back in the chair.

"Ever since I was 10." Wow that's young.

"Wow, that's young." Denise smiled at me.

"I got into Metallica from my cousin, who's a drug addict and does stupid stuff." We all have people in our lives that do that crap.

"It's ok, I understand." I made a bold move and put my hand on top Denise's hand, she didn't move it, that's a good sign to me.

"Thanks..." Denise looked at my hand, she moved her hand from mine and she put her hand down on the table and took my hand... Ok I think I understand what she's saying, even though she's not saying it.

"Do you want to go somewhere?" I had a feeling she wanted something more than food, suddenly our food came, we both said thanks to the waiter and we ate our food, soon after we ate, I paid and we left... Denise and I got in my car, and again... It was quiet, I had to know what Denise was thinking... I turned to look at her, she smiled at me and took my hand in hers.

"Dinner was great." That's not what I think she would of said to me, but okay good.

"I'm glad, is there something on your mind, or something you'd want to say?, You are quiet, and you're not like the other girls I've dated over the years." I was honest here.

"No I'm not like the other girls... I'm quiet but when I talk about something, I never shut up." That's good to know... Thanks.

"Good to know, so... Do you want to go somewhere else, or something..." Hmm...

"We could go back to my place and listen to some music." Alright cool... No RATT!

"Sounds good... And..." I smirked big.

"What?" Denise smirked back to me.

"No RATT!" Can't stand that band, we drove back to Denise's place, she opened the door and I took off my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt a little, I was getting hot quick.

"Motorhead or Misfits?" I laughed softly.

"Motorhead." Denise took the record out and placed it on the turn table, we both sat down on the couch, I was next to her, but I had no intentions of making out with her.

"Good song..." I yelled over the music, Denise reached over and turned it down a bit, I was very close to her body and I guess by accident, I kissed Denise's lips, I pulled back quickly and blushed red at her face.

"I'm sorry..." Denise blushed red to at me.

"It's okay... Come here." I was puzzled, Denise sat closer to me, she took her hand in mine and looked into my eyes deeply.

"Is it getting hot in here?" I was sweating.

"Yes and no..." Denise put her arms around my neck and we looked into each other's eyes... God what should I do?... I give in!

"You're so beautiful." I murmured.

"You are too." I leaned in and kissed Denise again, I picked her body up and placed her on my lap, we kissed more and more, until... I decided to stop, before any thing else happened... I felt bad but well dam it, I really wanted to, but I'm too old to father any more kids... But let's see what happens.

"I know... It was getting hot, I felt it." Felt?... Oh I'm sorry... Wow really?, Dam it.

"No I meant... I felt the passion." Denise smiled at me and I smiled back at her.

"Oh good..." I breathed out in relief.

"I knew what you meant, and no." I smirked at her, and we both laughed loud.

"Maybe I should go." I didn't want to stay too long, it was getting late for me.

"You don't have to." Denise smiled at me.

"I know..." I stood up and Denise did too....I couldn't help but kiss her lips again, this time we both fell backwards and made out more and more, I unbuttoned my shirt and Denise slid it off my body, I growled, Denise leaned back and smiled big, I did too... What the hell am I getting myself into?!...