Cast Under His Spell

One

I'm in my dreary hometown of Khartsyzk, Ukraine after a lengthy, exhausting tour. I had fun and all but it is starting to get the best of me. I'm struggling physically and mentally. Being trapped in a bus for long hours and/or plane, I can't take it anymore. I first stopped by my mama's and papa's house to see them because I missed them so much. My mama and papa always has me stop over after tours to see them so they know I'm alive and well. "Bozhe miy! Denys, tse dobre, shchob bachyty vas!" My mama, Tonja, greets me warmly and hugs me. She kissed my cheek then looked at me in the eyes, smiling her lovely smile that I got from her. I smiled back, "Tse dobre, shchob bachyty tebe mama. Yak spravy?" I yawned. "Ya dobre." She says ecstatically. My papa, Yuri, isn't home yet from work. "YA lyublyu tebe mama." I yawned again as I hugged her tightly. I'm a mama's boy I admit. She's helluva lot better than my papa. No idea why she is still with my dumb papa after thirty or so years of marriage and I have no idea how they lasted this long. I love my papa, don't get me wrong but I have more of a preference for my mama. "YA tezh lyublyu tebe, Denys." She cooed before standing up on her toes and kissing my cheek. We broke the hug and she let me in the house. My mama's cat, Nika, ran up to me, rubbing her ass against my leg. She is in heat. Fuck that pussy. Metaphorically speaking. Mama made me pierogi which are similar to dumplings. I have always loved pierogi since I can remember. Mama and I conversed about tour and how it was atrocious as usual. It's stressful and I cannot handle it anymore. Mama suggested I take a break from the band which I hesitantly agreed with. I scarfed down the pierogi, stayed and talked to mama for a little longer until I was dozing off. She let me go home and as I was leaving, my papa, Yuri, shook my hand and we chatted for a few moments until mama told him to let me go home. When I got home to my lonely place, I took off my clothes and laid in bed; hoping for a girl to be next to me. I couldn't sleep. As tired as I was, I just couldn't fall asleep for the life of me. So I went on Facebook and came across an alternative Russian girl named Iya. She had a page with two MILLION likes. She's a musician. As well as a model, gymnast, dancer, photographer, and an artist... I liked her page. If there was a 'love' reaction for pages I would love reacted her page. She went live seconds after I'd liked her page. She has long, bright blond hair with lavender streaks and pitch black low lights. Her eyes are a bright blue, flawless face, gorgeous smile. She's adorable. She was wearing a Ramones shirt too!!! She went live to perform a new song she wrote and five hundred kids from Europe, South America, and North America commented a lot of good things and gave good reactions. Her song that she performed was 'Free Fall' and it was a beautiful, deep acoustic song. The song was about three and a half minutes long. When the song ended, she thanked everyone for watching. She has a gorgeous voice. I discovered her Instagram moments later. I followed her on there and messaged her. "Hey Iya! This is Denis Shaforostov. Nice to meet you, lovely!" She responded right away with "My lord! Hey Denys! Nice to meet you too!! What's up?" I cannot believe she replied!!! "Nothing much. I just watched your livestream on Facebook and I'm impressed by your talent. Say, do you have FaceTime?" I asked. "I do. Why?" "I'd love to talk to you. Is that okay?" "Yes!" She sent back quickly. She gave me her email for me to look her up and went on from there. "Hello Mr. Stoff." She giggled when she saw me. "Hello Ms. Chikovna." I laughed sleepily. We chatted for hours until she fell asleep on FaceTime. She is so cute!!! I fell asleep after a while of admiring her.