Not Just Another Suicide Story (Dalton Rapattoni)

Happy Accident?

I drove back to L.A around seven, sliding a note under Cole and Dana's shared room. I parked the van at work and took my ghetto car to my ghetto apartment. I threw my keys on the counter and walked into the tiny kitchen. What to eat. Fuck, I'm starving and all I have are condiments! Looks like diner food again. I grabbed my keys and walked to the little diner a few blocks away. it was called Sidney's Hideaway. Sid was a good friend of mine and would usually slide me some food a couple days a week. It wasn't the cheapest food, but it sure as hell was good. I went in through the back door because girls were mobbing the front ones. Some celebrity was in the diner again. It was a huge attraction beacause it was a quaint little place. 

"Sidney I'm home!" His hefty laugh boomed through the kitchen as he walked over to hug me. Sid was the only father figure I ever really had. My birth father and step fathers were animals, and basically dead to me. 

"So Sid, you got anything for me? I'm starving and running low on food." He gave another laugh and pushed me towards the front. 

"I got celebrities out front, my waitress just quit. You fill out their order and keep them happy, and I'll see what I can do about feeding your skinny ass." I threw an apron on and put my hair up quickly, trying to mimic the way Cole did it last night. Before I moved I heard Cole's voice. 

"She was so nice. She is also my Hip Thrust friend. She's a good dancer and I can't believe the way Dalton and her moved together!" 

"I know dude. It looked like they were one person. It was so cool to watch." 

"Not cool Dana. Graceful and beautiful." I walked out and pulled my pad out of my pocket. 

"Hello my name is Ace and I will be your waitress this afternoon. Now what can I get you to drink Cole, Dana, Gabe and Will Jay." Cole turned to face me and freaked out. He climbed over Dana to hug me. 

"So Drinks? Cole you will have a Coke?" He nodded and the guys followed suite. I came back and took their orders. Fifteen minutes later i brought their food out along with my own. I sat down the tray and scooted over beside Will to eat. We talked about a lot of stuff before I got a call. I showed it to Cole and he said it was Dalton's number. I decided to screw with him. 

"Cole say something. Anthing. Say a sentence, sing a line I don't care." He gave me a couple sentences and I held my breath as I mimicked his voice. 

"Hello...No its Cole...Maybe something is wrong with your speed-dial...Jesus don't bite my head off, it was just a guess. Okay, yeah talk to you later...Drink lots of water. Bye." I breathed out, still another couple minutes of air left. Glad I was the best swimmer on the team. My lung capicity kicks ass! 

"How in the world did you do that?" I explained how I can immitate voices, then they all asked me to do each of them. Not in that way. I talked with them a bit more before bouncing to the bar. Another night in hell, another day closer to getting paid.