Chapter Five: Teach. Me. DeVille

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Chapter Five: Teach. Me. DeVille

I woke up on Rikki's arm, apparently he had moved me inside last night because I woke up on their bed, Bobby was in a chair snoring away, and C.C. was in the floor looking up at the ceiling, eyes open, like he was in a trance, I moved into sitting position and C.C. looked up he smiled "Hi."
I nodded "Hungry?" He shrugged and I got up leaving Rikki and Bobby asleep, walked down the hall and to mine and Brets room, he was still gone. I walked into the kitchen where C.C. sat at the small table "Did Bret ever come home last night?" I asked, he shrugged "I don't know, Bobby mentioned something about him drinking a lot" as he said this he focused on his beer bottle looking at it. I looked at him "What else did Bobby say?"
Before he could answer, Rikki came in "Morning baby!" He yelled and wrapped arms around me, placing a gross kiss only cheek "Ew!" I said and shoved him away, he laughed and sat next to C.C. "Oh, if Bobby comes down I did nothing" he said, and smirked, I rolled my eyes and went to refrigerator grabbing eggs, Bacon, and butter then got some bread. I looked back "Was Bobby the last one to see Bret?" I asked and went to cooking.
Silence filled the kitchen.
I stopped What I was doing and looked back, arms crossed spatula in hand. "Anyone going to answer me?" I asked, Rikki had a great poker face, C.C. looked constipated. I walked over to him and put a hand on his chin making him look up at me "C.C. was Bobby the last to see Bret?" I asked softly, and ran my hand through his soft hair.
Rikki was giving him a look, C.C. looked worried and constipated "Yes! Just Please get your hand off me!" He yelled, and shoved my hand away, fixing his hair, he banged his head on the table. Rikki smacked a hand to his forehead.
Bobby.
I marched upstairs and busted down the door to their bedroom "Bobby Dall!" I yelled, he jerked away, and looked up at me with big eyes, I slammed the door back and marched across the room to him, he sat there other a sly smile and arms crossed "You aren't going to hurt me."
I took him by his collar and slammed him down on the bed, holding him there by his shoulders "Bobby, Im going to ask one time, where is Bret?"
He looked me in the eye "I don't know" he lied, I narrowed my eyes, and let go of him, I stomped my foot and went to the chair and curled myself up in it "Here I am worried about Bret, no idea where he is, my best friends are lying to me, and I don't know What to do anymore."
Bobby stayed still for a minute, then got up and came to sit in the floor next to me, his head was level with mine, he pushed hair out of my face "Mel Bear, I didn't want to tell you" he sighed "I saw Bret talking to a woman last night, flirting, drunk, and he said not to tell you."
I looked at Bobby, and instead of crying I bit my tongue "Whisky a go-go?" I asked, he hesitated but nodded, I got up and stepped over him I went to mine and Brets room and slammed the door.
I got dressed in black jeans black boots, a black cheap trick shirt, and wore black makeup red lipstick, I walked downstairs the Boys were in the living room, I grabbed my leather jacket, then went out the door, before anyone talked me out of it.

It had rained.
I walked down the wet sidewalk, hands in my jacket pocket, I looked in the Whisky and saw Bret at the bar. A woman was talking to him. A blonde.
I walked in and up to the bar and ordered a Whiskey then walked up to Bret and sat behind him. "Last night was fun Bret" she said, and ran her hand down his arm, I took drink of Whiskey, and watched as Bret smiled "Yes, Yes it was."
"Do you have a girl friend?"
I listened to this next part closely "Yeah, but she dont-" the woman didnt let him finish, "Well, if you want I could be." The bad thing is.
Bret was actually considering this.
I pushed away from bar, and slid the shot glass down it,the bartender caught it, I smiled "Go on Bret, clearly our love has faded" I snarled, he looked back at me, his face had gone pale "Mel."
"Amelia to you, Mr. Michaels " my voice cracked, and I ran out of there and out the door, I slowed down walking as I hid my face tears came crashing down. Bret grabbed my arm I jerked away looking back at him "You know I loved you and trusted you, now your just doing this to me. Thank Bobby by the way, if it wasn't for him I would still be lied to."
With said I walked back to the apartment and marched up to Rikki "Where is C.C.?" I asked, he pointed up, I walked up to the roof and up to C.C., he was looking up at the clouds his pink guitar in his hands, I slammed the door to the roof top, and he looked towards me, I sighed "Thank you."
"For What?" He asked, looking confused "Telling me Bobby was the last to see Bret."
I sat beside him and smiled, he nodded "Welcome."
"Now teach me, DeVille."
He was confused "Teach you What?"
"The guitar" said, pointing at the pink one in his lap, he looked ay me with wide eyes, then a smirk.
"When and where?" He asked, I nodded and laughed.
"How about now?" I asked, he smirked and nodded.
Then he smiled "Want to learn from Brother C.C., eh?" he cracked, I shoved his shoulder.

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