To Love A Punk

Chapter Six: A Love Restrained No More

To Love A Punk

Chapter Six: A Love Restrained No More

Karen absolutely could not stop thinking about that first day of the tour. Sure, the concert was amazing, what she saw of it anyway. Yes, sales were great, as well. Though, Neither of those things were what she was thinking about. Perhaps, she made too big a deal out of the singular bed?

"Karen? One bed or two?"; Dee Dee asks, as he and Karen are standing at the check in desk of the holiday inn at Montpelier, Vermont.

"Umm...two?" Karen, says confused.

Had she already begun to regret her answer?

Dee Dee looks back at her, clearly disappointed.

The tension is thick in Karen and Dee Dee's hotel room. The couple is usually nothing but happy and romantic when around each other. Now, they each felt awkward and slightly uncomfortable.

"Are you trying to push me away?" Dee Dee asks, trying to hold back his anger.

"No. Why would you think that?" Karen asks, running to Dee Dee, and hugging him.

"Really? Oh, I don't know. You did just specifically request two beds!"

"I'm sorry." Karen says, looking up at Dee Dee, and they gaze into each eyes.

"It's all right, but if there's something bothering you, I wish you would talk to me about it." Dee Dee says, running his fingers through Karen's hair.

"I guess, I don't want you to compare me to the other girls that you've been with. I'm not nearly as experienced as I'm sure they are."

"Sweetheart, I wouldn't do that. I don't care about them, I don't love them. I love you."

"I know." Karen says, looking down.

"Don't be afraid of your emotions." Dee Dee tells Karen.

"I'm not afraid of my..."

Before she can finish her sentence, Dee Dee has unbuttoned her blouse.

Karen's face is now completely red.

"What are you doing?" She says, shocked.

Dee Dee does not answer with words, but instead, pulls Karen close to him. Karen's heart begins racing, and she can no longer control her breathing. Karen and Dee Dee's eyes have now met, and Dee Dee can see the emotion in Karen's eyes, which at this point, is now a mixture of love, nerves, and pure lust. Dee Dee places his hands on Karen's waist, she wraps her arms around him as well. They each slowly move their heads closer to one another, until finally their lips meet. The kiss is everything they hoped it would be, it always is. Though, this particular kiss was different, this time Karen didn't want to stop. For some reason, she decided to give in to that nagging feeling of desire that had always overwhelmed her.

"Take me!" She whispered.

"Take you where?" Dee Dee whispered back, kissing Karen softly all over her neck.

"To the bed."

Dee Dee obliges Karen, and quickly turns off the light on the nightstand.

After the couple had rested for a few hours, it was time to meet the rest of the band for rehearsal.

Karen and Arturo speak with one another, while the Ramones rehearse.

"Unfortunately, there will not be that large of an audience at tonight's concert, since tickets didn't sell that well. So, I'll take care of the merchandise."

"Oh thank you so much, Arty!" Karen says, hugging Arturo.

"You're welcome. You seem more cheerful than usual, today. I bet I know why." Arturo says, laughing.

Karen laughs as well, but does not say anything.

Throughout the entirety of the concert, Karen and Dee Dee could not and would not take their eyes off of each other. Even though, he wasn't the lead singer, he was singing backup. It felt like every love song he sang was being sang to Karen.

The concert is now over. Karen and Dee Dee, along with the rest of the Ramones, are now backstage. The concert went well, as usual.

"So, you wanna go back to the room?" Dee Dee asks, smiling at Karen?

"Sure." She says, smiling back, and blushing slightly.

All seemed to be going well, for the lovers.