Cowboy Diaries - a Jon Bon Jovi fan fiction

37: Come Together

14. June 1992, Pizza Parlor in Sayreville

Alec's  POV

"Can you please stop talking about that shit now?" Said an annoyed voice behind me. 

I hadn't even realized before that Jon had been sitting near me all the time. He seemed to be very angry as I looked into his face. Actually he had been acting strange the whole day. Even though I didn't know why. 

Everything was just fine to me today. Our album had just been released and we were anticipating our next tour. Everything seemed to get into a right direction again finally. 

But when I thought harder about it, I remembered that there actually had been a strange tension around since I got back to the band. Not like they didn't like me anymore, we had all been extremely happy at our reunion. 

But it felt like I had missed out on something, like they all had moved on and I hadn't. I was still stuck in the 80s, not really having noticed the changes in the last years. I liked to tell old stories, no matter how bad they were. Right now, I realized, I had enjoyed talking to Heather about everything, even though I had told the story soo often already.

But Jon didn't like it at all. He didn't like it when anyone brought up the past. He even was ashamed of almost everything he had done back then. At our last rehearsal, he had even refused to play our old songs except the greatest hits because, I quote him: "they sound too childish. It's embarassing. We really should've grown up a bit by now. Who cares about high school prom anyway."

All in all, it was just spoiling the fun. Especially Jon's new perception of the band. All too often I heard him talk about 'business' and our 'job' now. Since we let go of our manager the weight was on Jon's back. 

To a point I could understand him. He wanted to have anything under control and he wanted only people involved that he could trust. That weren't many these days. And so he figured he would do it all himself. 

Still I didn't want Jon to dampen the mood. If I wanted to talk to Heather about it then I would do it. So I just ignored Jon's comment and kept on talking. It was not like he needed to listen. He was free to leave or go anywhere else.

Heather's   POV

I listened with great interest as Alec continued to talk. Of course I had heard the story before, Richie had told it to me so often. But he always had forgotten some important details. This day was the first time I got to know all the background information. And Alec, even though it was a really serious topic, had such a funny way of telling it. He liked to build in some jokes and fantastic comments from time to time.

As he had finished, it seemed like some hours had gone by but I couldn't exactly tell. We all were kinda drunk by now. Still, after having heard the whole motivation behind Corey's actions, I couldn't really understand his main intention. Maybe it was the alcohol. 

But I rather thought he was just crazy. Basically all that happened was that Corey somehow wanted to win Dorothea for himself. So he had to bring Jon into a bad light. I suspect that there had first been plans to kill Jon, but then Dorothea would never have found a liking to him, if her husband had been killed by the man that was then wanting her. 

So he made everything look like an accident. Made Alec the victim, maybe hoping to get some ransom money since he hadn't been killed like planned. Corrupted some doctors and police officers so they spread the news of the fake death and kept quiet, and then hiding Alec in a remote shed for months, only feeding him toast, cornflakes, and other non-effort-taking food.