Regrets

Papa Nihil

I am the saxophone player for Ghost. I was sent to talk to Richard. I agreed with Cardinal Copia that the band Rammstein needed help. It was sad to hear everyone left the band over Paul being forced at gunpoint to bury them. I know he made a mistake. But, to hate him wasn't right. I walked into the room and sat down next to Richard.

"Hi, I am Papa Nihil the saxophone player for Ghost. I was sent to tell you that Cardinal Copia found the people who did this outside the room. He followed them and they were busted. They were wanted in 5 countries and were sentenced to life."

"Yes, it is over and I am sorry about your band."

"It is ok."

"Can you sit here and watch Paul while I have a meeting with my other band?"

"Sure."

I sat down and was thinking about how when I followed this case everyone blamed Paul. He didn't deserve the blame. I felt sorry for him.

I was in bed and Seestor Kim walked into the room. She was wearing nothing but a see through nightgown. She had me strapped to the bed. She came closer to me. She started to bite my nipples. Then she started to suck on my dick. I was blindfolded. Then she sat on me and started to ride me. I cum inside her.

"Papa Nihil, you sexy beast."

"Papa Nihil, wake up."

"What happened?"

I looked around and looked down and realized I had a boner. It had been a year since Rammstein and our band was kidnapped and Paul still didn't wake up. I was in the room watching him while Richard worked with Emigrate on the third album. He spent nights and days off with Paul. I looked at Paul and saw he was looking at me. I saw the doctor was looking at me as well. I knew this was bad.

"I have to tell you since he is to be released to you. He has to take these. He has Paranoia and anxiety. He may not speak. We tried to get him to but he wont. He also looks off into space and it is like he isn't there. He also has these weird episodes and has to be sedated that is what these meds are for. I have no clue if he will fully recover. At this rate it doesn't look like it."

I walk out of the hospital with him and I really felt sorry for him. "Paul, I am Papa Nihil. I am the saxophone player for Ghost. I am here to help you."

I took him to the room Richard was staying in. He changed his cloths. I was to take him to a big dinner that was called that night when I said I had good news and bad news. I then seen him pick up one of Richard's guitars and play it. He didn't forget how to play. He knew I was watching him.

"Paul, I think it is time."

He just looked at me. "All the guys that hurt everyone got life in prison. You have nothing to worry about."

He looked so nervous. Why, was he hurting? Why, did I feel this was going to end badly?