James Hetfield, My New Neighbor

Chapter 9: Friendship

After work, I headed back home. When I went in side the house, Stacy was already on her way to leave. "Hey Stacy, how was she?" I asked before she headed out. "It was a good day. The usual stuff. She took her medicine earlier and we had spaghetti for lunch." She explained. "That's good. You look like you in a hurry." I said. "Oh yes. I actually have a date soon at 8. Just going to the movies." Stacy said. "Wow sounds nice. What you guys gonna see?" I asked. I was interested because Stacy hardly goes on dates. Usually she thinks all guys are jerks.
She been heart broken too many times. Maybe she's back on the saddle.
"A classic movie. 'How to kill a Mockingbird bird'." She said. "Sounds good." I said "So I better get going...oh wait. How is the new neighbor?" She asked. "He's ok. Nice guys." I said.
I never told her about seeing him at work. When he touch my hand so gentle, not even about the soap situation. I didn't really wanted to tell anyone. Not even my grandma. I just think it would ruin the friendship James has with my grandma and James is half my age. He could be like my dad. If I had one.
"So he wasn't such a douchebag looking creep after all?" She asked. "Well sometimes you need to get to know a little about more than what you see, right?" I said. "Right." Stacy agreed. "Ok so whose the lucky guy?" I asked. Stacy looked like I wasn't supposed to ask that question. And replied "uuuuhh....his name is j...je...Jeremy." she said stuttering.
I felt like she was trying to say some other name. But she saved it with 'Jeremy'.

"Oh cool. Well I hope you have fun." I said sincerely. Stacy is a good nurse to my grandma. A good friend. She is like a sister I never had. I was very sincere for her to have a good time.
"Thanks, Elena." She said with a big smile.

I let her go on her way to the front door. My attention is on my grandma now. She was watching television. It was a "Abbot and Castello" movie.
"Hi grandma." I walked over and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"Hello, sweetie. How was work?" She asked.
"It was a regular day." I said. It was actually the best day. Seeing James made my day greater than great. I sat next to my grandma to watch the movie with her. Then after I planning to have the spaghetti leftovers and the put my grandma to bed. Then me to get ready for bed.
But before that. While I was watch the movie with my grandma. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and notice it James sent me a text.

James: Hi

Me: Hi, James

James: how r u?

Me: I'm doing good. I just got home from work. How about you?

James: I'm still working. I was trying to think of a design of a new custom car. But I thought of something else.

Me: Oh. What was It?

James: Food...

Me: lol

James: I actually got to get going. Later I have something important to do. I just wanted to see how r u doing. Is your grandma Ok?

Me: yeah, she just watching tv with me.

James: That sounds relaxing. Have a good rest of the day missy Melanie.

Me: You too James. 🙂

James: 😉

After, texting I decided to eat spaghetti leftovers. As I was eating I was thinking a lot about James. Then I imagined how could it would be if me and James were eating spaghetti together in big plate and we caught the same noodle in our lips. Like that Lady and the tramp movie.

I finished eat and continue to watch the movie with my grandma. When it was over I helped my grandma to go up stairs. It was 8:30pm. When I got her into bed, she then looked at me and touched my cheek and said "Darling, your mother and your grandpa are proud of you very much. I feel it. Eventually, I'll be with then and when I do. Just promise me, that you keep yourself happy. Do what ever makes you happy." She tells me. "Ok grandma. Let go asleep now." I tell her. I was ready to be told something like that. I'm afraid to loose her.

After putting her to bed, I was thinking more about my mother now. Less about James.

I was taking a shower and all I did was stand there under the water. I started to have tears coming out my eye but I wanted to wash them away. The last years with my mom were so much suffering. The treatments were hurting her even more. Her body became weak and she started weighting less than me. Her hair was the first thing that had to go. Her body was second and her heart was the last. I started cry even more and fell to my knees on the tub floor and I fix my position to sitting on my butt and holding my legs to my chest.

After getting out I was still sad. Fearing death will soon take my grandma. I put my pjs plaid pants on and had a black tank top on. I dried up my hair and the brushed it. Then I jumped into bed. I decided to listen to Music on my phone with one ear buds in my ear. I was listening to Ozzy Osbourne' s "Crazy Train." To keep my mind off things.

Then I received a picture message from James. I was excited and I forgot about why I was crying. I open up the message and it was a picture of him at work. He had that cute smile on his face. He was wearing a white t-shirt and he was sitting on a chair and it showed a tool table in front of him.
On the bottom was a text.
It said: "I hope this pic didn't sent late and I woke you. Sorry if I did. 😁"

I texted back "😊"

I didn't receive a text back but I felt happier than earlier.