In Drummer Heaven

Trust Your Friends

"Easy, Jade." I say as I walk over to her.

She is screaming at her now ex boyfriend Vince. I mean he's kinda deserves it, he slept with Jewl. He thinks he's some kinda hot shot just because he can run around on stage. I've never been into dating another musician thing. It's seems more trouble then it's worth. I mean if our band ever got signed we'd be on different tours. It's just not worth it in the end.

"Why Darcy?" She asks me. "You said yourself that he was an asshole scum bag."

"Hey!" Vince complains and I turn to him.

"You slept with her twin sister. I think that's the Oxford definition of asshole scum bag." I say.

"I see you haven't changed, Darcy." He smirks and I roll my eyes.

"How cute, you think I'd change for you." I say sarcastically as a taller guy with dark hair walks up.

"See Tommy, I said Darcy spoke in fluent sarcasm." Vince tells his tall friend.

"I didn't doubt it for a second." The one that must be Tommy says as he looks at me.

Tommy. A Tommy with Vince Neil. He's Tommy fucking Lee. He's got a nice smile...and nice eyes...and---Darcy stop! He's a rock star. You don't like rock stars.

I shake my head and look back at Jade. Now Jewl has joined in arguing. Rose and I look at each other. We each grab one of the twin arms and drag them back to wear they're supposed to be.

"He's such an asshole." Jewl says once we get back to the bar.

"Yeah but Rose will kill us if we get fired." I say.

"So?" She asks.

"Kill him after our shift ends." I say with a laugh and she smiles.

"Hey, what happened with you and his friend?" Jewl wonders and I look over at her.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask and she smiles.

"Don't act like that. I saw that, you know." She states.

"What? What did you see?" I ask and she laughs.

"You're so dumb sometimes, Darc." Jewl says.

We finish out the shift and before it ends Vince and Tommy and the others all left. Last call gets called then people file out. We clean up the bar then head outside.

Since the bar isn't that far of a walk from our house and since we all carry knives on us we're okay to walk as we see it. I mean it saves on gas.

"So Miss Rose, any lyrics coming to ya?" Jade asks as we walks.

Before Rose can answer a couple of bikes ride past us.

"Hey sexy, wanna go for a ride!" One yells while the other whistles.

"Yeah I got something, Jade. The assholes on motorcycles." She says through her teeth and I laugh.

"No, I think you're on to something, Rosie." I say. "We could drive all the way to Vegas just to get away. We outta know better, can't get away from those assholes on motorcycles." I laugh and she smiles.

"So this is why you don't song write." Jewl laughs and I nod.

"It is the very reason I don't right songs. I can smash my drums to anything Rose can write." I say.

"If you can go without breaking your sticks, we'd be fine." Jade says.

"You go through more drumsticks than I do bass strings." Jewl laughs.

"Oh well." I sigh.

"So I'm placing my bet right now." Jewl says.

"About?" Rose wonders.

"Miss I-don't-date-musicians, Darcy Killinbeck, is gonna end up with Vince's friend Tommy." Jewl explains and I laugh.

"You're dreaming." I say.

"You know, I could see it." Jade agrees.

"I think it was made is drummer heaven." Rose laughs.

"I think you need your eyes checked." I say.

"No, man. I could totally see it. The tabloids would read: Mr and Mrs Tommy Lee in a year's time." Jewl says.

"No." I say and they laugh. "I don't know, I could still see Vince and Rose getting together."

"Me too!" The twins yell in unison.

"Oh go to hell." Rose scowls and we laugh.

We make it back to the house and we all go to our separate ways to our bedrooms. I lay in be looking up at the ceiling. It's late but I can't sleep.

I trust my friends with my life...at least the life I have now. I don't talk about my life before Los Angeles because I've never been able to bring myself to do so. I can't stop thinking about it though.

I was born in December of 1964 to my parents Michelle and Anthony in this little town in North Carolina called Cameron. I loved it there. I loved running through the fields. I loved chasing our dog through the high grass. I loved hiding in the woods while we went for walks. I even loved when I fell out of the deer stand and broke my arm. I didn't spend a lot of time there though, five years, a month, and three days, to be exact.

When I was five my parents died in a car accident. After the accident I was sent to my mom's brother's house in New York. I loved New York but I missed my parents. My aunt and uncle had a couple of girls that were quite a bit older than me. They loved their daughters a lot a I kinda feel through the cracks.

I fought with the death of my parents more and more as I got older. When I was twelve I was diagnosed with depression and I still fight with that today. I fell into a bad group of people and I ran away from New York when I was fourteen.

I ended up in Chicago with my dad's cousin and that was fun. Amy was really nice and got me back into school. Amy is the reason I started to play drums (she told me that singers were overrated [don't tell Rose I said that]). She actually supported me when I said I wanted to go to Los Angeles.

I met Jade, Jewl, and Rose at the bus station in 1980. It was fate, we were meant to be a band (even though that band has been nameless for a long ass time). We all works at the mall until we got the job at the bar. The mall jobs were enough to keep the rent to our condo. We all have our GED now, so being in our twenty third year that isn't that bad.

I trust my friends with my life, my life in LA. I mean they'll except me for who I am, I'm just not ready to talk about it with everyone. I trust my friends and they tell me that they see something between me and Vince's friend Tommy. They haven't been wrong yet but I don't want to believe they're right.