A Spontaneous Fate

chapter 11

Chapter 11

            We were already in November, actually two weeks in and things finally started to get back to normal in the house. Currently, Nathan was “teaching” me how to play the drums but there was more of me banging on the drums than learning actual rhythms. Nathan and I soon went back to normal the day after everything happened with Noel. So this is what happened.

            I stared at Nathan one night across the KitchenIsland and he stared back just as intensely as I was staring at him. Soon we were in a staring contest like none other before. My eyes began to tear up but I was not going to fail and then Nathan blinked. A let out a victory cry and Nathan hugged me and apologized for nothing. It was the weirdest make-up ever and I now declare Nathan as my best friend.

            That was why he was teaching me the drums because he was my best friend and because he didn’t want to practice anymore for the stupid wedding gig we had. That friggen wedding was creating uncontrollable nerves. I had to learn Noel’s part because he was sitting out for the next performance and some practices, which was a far arrangement the guys made between each other.

            Noel seemed okay with it and spent time teaching me some songs that the bride and groom picked out for them months ago. Noel was still slightly awkward around me but apologized at the most random time. The story started with me in the shower one day. He just picked the lock and walked right in, explaining his problem to me. I already forgave him though and held no animosity towards him.

            Mason on the other hand hadn’t been talking to me that much and has been withdrawn from me even more so than before. He only talked to me during practices or to tease me. I’ve also noticed the increase in smoking. He smoked in the house, restaurants (outside of course), and during breaks at work. I despised it and told him multiple times to not smoke around me but he never listened and told me to “loosen up”! How hypocritical, he is the most tense and non-loose person ever in the non-sexual way of course! Even at this moment he had a cigarette between his lips while tuning my guitar even tuning his guitar I borrowed. I told him I could do it but he argued with me that I didn’t have the right ear for it. I simply rolled my eyes and didn’t bring up the fact that I have been playing a cello since I was eight! I digress. 

            So instead I thrashed the drums while I waited for Mason finish tuning the guitar that way I could learn some fairly easy songs. The songs were more pop and pretty much sucked ass but we were getting paid so I couldn’t complain…that much. Mason decided I would sing most of the songs but the first dance for the couple would be a duet. I wasn’t sure how “What a wonderful world” would be like when neither of us had the soul-like like voice. Our voices were much more raw and rough.

            Plus, I never sang with him but it wasn’t a surprise when he kicked out Nathan and Noel that way us two could practice because he knew I liked privacy when I wasn’t confidant enough about singing a song. Nathan attempted to argue but I gave him a pointed look and he finally left, stomping down the stairs like a toddler.

            Mason handed me an acoustic guitar and explained, “I re-arranged the piece that will fit the vocals and the instrumental part.” He handed me the piece of paper while still sucking down a cigarette. As he handed me the paper a bunch of smoke blew into my voice. A let of a loud cough and ripped the cigarette out of his mouth. I quickly put out the killing stick on the ashtray beside me. “What the hell Amelia! That was my last one!”

            “Good! You need to stop because there are other ways to help with stress. Noel is alright, okay. Just stop worrying.” Mason didn’t look me in the eye but instead stared at the ceiling, letting his anger slowly seethe from his body.