Gargoyles (Angelo Parente Story)

Home for the Holidays. Or not.

Ledemure

So, the last tour before the new album is over. It was pretty nice, if I may say, I had a great time. For example, I did get my kiss from Angelo.

Boom Pow motherfucker.

-Sooo, watcha doing for xmas?- I asked Josh as we pulled our stuff home. I was living with him for now, I didn't have anywhere to stay.

-Uh, christmas I guess...- He shrugged and I sighed. I'm not gonna destroy his christmas, so I'll probably just go on a trip with the money I got from tour.

-Oh, of course...- I smiled awkwardly and grabbed my suitcases.- Well, I'm going away for a trip...- I took the cases to the room I was supposed to stay and started unpacking.

-What do you mean you are going away? It's christmas, you stay with family.- Josh said from the door with his arms crossed.

-Indeed. You should spend with your family. You know how dad would be pissed if he new I'm living with you for now and fucking up your  family.- I mumbled and grabbed my backpack.

-This is your family too and you know it.- He entered the room and touched my shoulder lightly.

-I just don't feel that yet. I feel awkward. I don't know your wife's family. I was in rehab less than two years ago.- I laughed through my nostrils and started packing some clothes to my backpack.

-Yeah...- He scratched the back of his neck.- Are you sure you wanna spend your christmas traveling?

-Yeah... And new years as well...- I finished packing and turned to him and kissed his cheek.- I promise to call you. Pinky promise.- I winked and grabbed my wallet.

-Where are you going to?- He arched an eyebrow and I shrugged.

-I'll see when I get to the airport. See which is the cheapest flight.- I laughed heading to the kitchen. I honestly had no idea of where I could go. Maybe Florida. Or Texas. Maybe canada. Who knows? 

-You're a nutbag, you know that? This is stupid Leda, just stay here goddammit!- Josh was starting to get pissed and we all know how this end.

-Jesus Christ, can't I travel with the little fucking money I got from my work?- I sighted trying to avoid a discussion, and I guess it worked.

-Of course you can...- He muttered.- Fine. Let's go.- He half smiled and I smiled in victory, hiding it before he could see it and get all pissy again. 

Josh drove me to the airport and actually helped me pick a flight. What a nice bro.

-So, Florida huh? Swamps?- He giggled and I shrugged.

-Heh, always wanted to spend christmas with 'da gators.- I giggled and grabbed my wallet, kissing my brothers cheek.- Love you bro. I'll call you.

-Try not to die, idiot.- He slapped my head when I started moving to get in.

-I'll do my best, asshole.- I giggled and all the document shit started. I got in and ran to the gate, it was 15 minutes 'till the plane left. I ran in, gave my documents, ran again, got in the plain and a lady took me to my seat, quick.

It didn't take so long for the plane to leave, and it didn't take long for me to sleep as well.

Florida, rest in peace. Little Korel is coming for you.