4. helter skelter

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10/05/1981

-10 am-

I'm literally in the car with Tommy and Vince right now, driving to Nikki's place. Tommy's driving, Vince is sitting at the back which leaves me to the passenger seat. Every time I glance at Tommy he is side eyeing me. I cannot fucking do this anymore.
At this point, he's literally not even focused on the road anymore, he's just staring at me.
"Can you stop that?" I ask, exasperatedly.

"What?" He asks, as his brows furrow.

"Staring at me." I state, bluntly, not caring if I sound silly or delusional.

"I'm not fucking staring at you, Val. Get a fucking grip." He tells me as he looks away, at the road for the first time in this entire car ride.

At this point, I can feel Vince's eyes burning into my back.
Getting pissed at him more for calling me by my nickname, not telling me to 'fucking get a grip'.

"Fuck you, Tommy." I say, obviously irritated.
About 20 seconds goes by until he finally opens his mouth again.

"You wish."
What the fuck is wrong with this guy?

At this point, Vince is chuckling in the back.
"Shut up, Vince" I murmur to him.

-10:30 am-
Other than the inconvenience between me and Tommy, we successfully got to Nikki's place and let's just say I might as well replace Vince with him at this point. Nikki and me were immediately a match, and no, he didn't hit on me, we got along like long lost best friends. He was a wildcat just like me. Loves to party, lives for the moment and most likely does not care if he lives or dies. Me and him planned to hang out together with Vince sometime, I specifically told him no Tommy. He for some reason, didn't get my hatred towards Tommy at first, but I made myself clear either way.

After that, it was solely just Vince telling the others about his idea on forming a rock band and all.
Nikki and Tommy were both down for it, though, at the very moment they didn't have a guitarist. Yes, there was indeed 'the guy' Nikki had been talking about but he wasn't there to confirm so the band couldn't be completed. After that we just hung out and I tried to personally avoid Tommy as much as possible.

-2 pm-

"Dude, we have to go to this bar just down the street later tonight" Nikki told me, wanting me to go with him. I really liked hanging out with him, so obviously I was going to agree.

"Sure, I'll be there. Would you mind picking me up from Vince's at like 11?" I asked him.

"Nah, not at all. I'll be there." He smirked in a friendly way and patted my shoulder as he walked away.

"Yo it's time to go Val, come on!" Vince yelled to me.
I didn't say anything back I just stood up from the couch and made my way to the door and then outside.

Tommy was driving again. And once again, Vince had already taken away the backseat from me.
Not having a choice, I got into the car and made myself comfortable on the passenger seat.
The entire goddamn time Tommy was staring at me from the corner of his eye again. After a while, I stared back for like the thousandth time again and at this point I started chuckling to myself and proceeded to look away.

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