James Hetfield- Whiskey In the Jar

Deal with the Devil

The next day-

5:13 a.m. Text from James:

Hey Lorie, call me as soon as you see this.

-James

5:32 a.m. Text from Lorie:

Can it wait till 10?

5:33 a.m. Text from James

No -James

Lorie:

"What happened?" She turns on her bed to be on her belly.

James:

"I've been thinking about who I want the girl to be in the video." He whispered into the phone.

Lorie:

"Who do you have in mind at this time of night? I swear if it's some hooker, I'll quit." She sassed James, at the same time she stood up her bed to go get some water.

James:

"No, it's not some hooker or table dancer or whatever! Meet me at the studio at 7. Oh, and can you be a sweetheart and bring me coffee? See ya when I do." He hung up.

Before leaving her apartment, she took an extra set of clothes since it was too early she didn't want to change, she left in her pajamas. She wore a black silky spaghetti shirt with bottoms that covered her feet, she put on her pajama button up that matched with her bottoms.

James is lucky Starbucks is open. She thought on her way to get coffee.

After 10 mins of waiting she got their coffees and headed towards the studio room.

"Alright, you have me here 3 hours before my shift starts, you have your coffee and you have a huge smile on your face that makes me want to-"

"Want to what? Kiss me? Adore me more?" He teased, but Lorie wasn't in the mood.

"More like punch you, since you woke me up so early, but all is forgiven if you just give me the name of this girl." She half smiled while cupping her hands together.

James handed Lorie his phone and when she saw the picture on display she dropped the phone in shock.

"How do you have that picture?" She asked not making any eye contact with him.

"So, it is you?" He asked in a serious voice while he picked up his phone.

"Where did you find it?" Lories' voiced cracked.

"Lars sent it to me, he asked me what we talked about and I told him. He used Google to do some research on you and this is what he sent me." James had put his phone away and stared at Lorie.

It took her a while to catch her voice, "I was 19 when that picture was taken, I had gone to a Halloween party and my drinking had gotten out of hand and I was feeling feisty. You know, sexy and daring. But that picture wasn't supposed to leave my phone. My "boyfriend" at the time thought it would be nice to show his girlfriend off. He got on my phone one day and sent himself the picture and soon everyone had it. The only good thing about that photo is that it was taken after we had graduated so, I wasn't remotely as talked about compared to if I had been still in school."

James kept listening, opening and closing his mouth wanting to say something but wouldn't.

"You don't have a girl in mind, do you?" Lorie asked James, he looked down and said, "You."