Out of Time [Brian Jones]

Tell Me

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I want you back again
I want your love again
I know you find it hard to reason with me
But this time it's different, darling you'll see
You gotta tell me you're coming back to me
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Several Shots. Pain. Bleeding. Death. 08121980.

Definitely not a nice way to die, was my first thought, then I realised that I ended up on the lap off somebody and sat up as fast as I could and came face to face with John Lennon.

"Well that's new, I always had birds throwing themselves at my feet, but my lap? You're moving fast, luv." He laughed.

"Eh... Sorry." I looked around and took a free space, next to his girlfriend. Opposite of him I could make out George Harrison. The other two Beatles were not around, but I supposed they didn't hang out all the time together. Mary got in, after me, sat down next to George and was chuckling. At least my suspicious who we were waiting on was right, even if I could have done without meeting them this way.

"So you've met John, Charlie?" Mary joked.

I rolled my eyes. "Very funny."

They laughed again. "She's a serious one, isn't she?" John pointed out and I really wished I had turned Mary down. Even though I still was curious why she was now after so many celebrities... She never had been and now it seemed like she enjoyed this a tad too much. "Pity, Paul's not here you look like you would be his type." I just shook my head. I didn't really care if Paul or whoever would have liked me I was just accompanying Mary, but somehow I felt like if this continued, she probably would get rid of me. I mean we were moving in different directions and if she really was going to become some party girl, of course I would stay her friend, but I suspected that we wouldn't hang all the time any more.

"I doubt she would go for Paul. She's got a thing with Keith Richards." Mary told them.

"Mary!" I exclaimed. Why was she telling them this? And more importantly I didn't have a thing with him in the first place.

"Really?" George asked and John laughed. At least his girlfriend seemed to be quieter and I felt automatically sympathy or pity, if she had to put up with this all the time. She was some small Asian woman, I didn't know her name, but I was sure I had seen her face in some newspaper before. I probably should pay more attention to these things, if Mary decided to drag me along. I felt awkward not knowing half the people, we nowadays saw.

"Well at least that explain why I thought I've seen the hat before, but not on Richards, luv. Don't tell me you got a thing with Jones as well?"

"Blimey! For real is that Brian Jones hat? That's why you didn't talk to me about it, when I asked, isn't it?" Mary exclaimed happily.

I sighed. "It's a long story and I have nothing with neither Keith nor Brian... We've just met up a few times and I don't even see why that's so important anyway..."

"She is a serious one..." John mumbled.

My first impression of John Lennon was that he was annoying and I doubted it would change during the course of the evening. Somehow that made it easier to ignore his death. It still was over 10 years away and he annoyed me too much to really care about him dying for the moment. Yes that sounded cold, but really if I cared for everyone I met I probably would have gone insane by now.

The rest of the ride the others were still discussing things and I was just sitting there keeping quiet. I still felt out of place and couldn't see why Mary had been so for it that I joined. I mean she was accompanying George and John had a date as well. I was the fifth wheel, not that I minded I just didn't see why. They let a joint go around and I just let it pass. I really was no friend of drugs. I already saw enough things that weren't there without any, so why should I even risk more? Alcohol just dulled it and after some time you could hardly see anything at all that sounded much better at least for me. Mary took a drag and I really asked myself if she ever had been like this and if I never had paid attention to her or if there was more behind it. Perhaps I should ask her instead of just making suspicions, but not now. This could wait.