Twisted Guitarists

Chapter 1

Paul's pov:

It's been around a week since Ricahrd went to New York. I'm starting to really miss him, we used to hang out at each others house regularly. Now everything feels lonely. My house feels empty. I keep trying to make myself busy in order to mask out the loneliness, I play loud music to make the house feel less empty. I keep questioning myself if this feeling of loneliness is normal, I mean it's normal to miss the person you used to meet daily, right? But it's more then just missing him, it's like a part of my life went away. I wonder if he feels the same... probably not... Gosh i hate this, i have never felt like this, not even when i me and my ex-wife got divorced and moved away from her, well at that time i stayed with Richard...I dont know what to do, I dont want to fall back into old habits.
This morning i woke up all sweaty and even more tired then when i fell asleep. I had the most wierd dream, me and Richard were on this little mountain from where you could see the whole city, it was at sunset. My head was resting on Reeshes shoulder, everthing felt so safe, the atmosphere was just perfect... till i woke up. After i woke up i went to the kitchen and made myself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. While i was sipping on my coffee i remembered Richard sitting at the other end of the table, also sipping on his coffee and smoking a cigarette. I allways hated the fact that he smoked, but at the same time i found him... attractive? What the fuck, Paul? He is you best friend, and he is a he! I keep having the wierd thoughts, i guess it's because i haven't touched anyone in a sexual way in a long time... i hope it's because of that. I mean, i can't be gay, I've dated women my whole life! And I can't like Richard, as I said, he is my best friend...I hate this, I'm a mess...
Today I'm gonna meet with Flake and Christopher, we are going to a stake house. I think it'll help, I hope so...