I'm back with John fic!

*cough* it is the first chapter by me, and the first chapter in 2017, I hope it still ok :) Enjoy!

Something bright. It’s a light of the sun that shining into my closed eye. I never woke up to the light of the sun, I don’t know why. But today it was a reason to stand from bed. Second reason was that I slept today not on my bed and not in my home. God damn… Home. I need to go, but I don’t want to. I think everybody is understanding my position. What I’ll say to John? It will be ugly on my part to stay… I stood up from bed and my head wasn’t hurting. Strange, but ok, that’s good. I look around the room, I’ll call this “bedroom for minimalists”. There’s was a bed, drawer, little carpet and not for my surprise - another guitar. Memories are bumped into my mind. When I was a kid, my cousin from New Zealand tried to teach me to guitar mastery. It was fun, she always saying:“I need to teach you, not stupid teacher. People who are going to music schools are jerks.“But she died when I was 12. Still missing her so much.

I sat on the floor and grabbed a guitar so quiet, because I don’t know how much is it now and I can woke up John. I felt guitar in my arms and trying to play something. But nothing. My fingers doesn’t listen to me and that’s why a lot of weird sounds are coming from this poor acoustic guitar.

-Good morning, Li - I heard John’s voice behind my back. Fuck, I was so much in my ‘music’, that I didn’t hear how he walk in. I jumped a bit on the floor and quickly set aside a guitar.

-Oh… Mmm… Hi - I said nervous. -I’m sorry that I grabbed your instrument and I didn’t asked you. -Are you kidding? I’m happy that you did it, that was awesome

-Hah, thank you… I mean, I haven’t touched the guitar for like 7 years - I said. -Do you know how much time is it now?

-Umm, somewhere around 8 am - he answered.

-I’m sorry, I need to go

I quickly stood up from the floor and start to going away. I can hear that John tried to stop me, screaming "Li!”, I pretended that I can’t hear him. I was almost standing out of door, but at the last moment cold and firm hand took my arm. It made me stop.

-I said something wrong? Why you are going? - he said with an angelic voice and face.

-No, no… I just need to go, John - I tried to go away again but he didn’t let me.

-Please say what’s wrong, as you going home to your parents?

-No, I just… Have a meeting with my friend, she’s just waiting me and I’m late, so I think you understand me

-And you wouldn’t even take a breakfast?

-No, I’m not hungry, bye - I said, close the door and start running to somewhere.

Of course I haven’t any friends, and of course I haven’t any meetings with them. Voices… Voices in my head talked to me and they said to go away from this house. I don’t know why they wanted me to do this, but actually they calling me to listen to them when a place have got a ghosts or just a some vibrations. If these ‘vibrations’ are bad, voices start to attack myself with prayers to go away from this place.

I walked through the streets, thinking about my childhood. It was an amazing time. I had friends, parents who loves me… Bright days. I didn’t listen to the music so much that time then now. I listened to some music from the radio and I didn’t really care who is it, what song is it. But when I became a teenager it starts touching my soul. Then I start listen to jazz, punk and rock. Music became my addition. Music - beautiful drug.

I wanted to drink, that’s why I walked into small bar through the street.

-Good morning! Want something? - A barman girl with blue hair asked me, when I came.

-Just water please - I said taking a seat

-One dollar

Fuck, have I got any money? My hands walked into some of my pockets in jeans. I was nervous, because if I wouldn’t find this mother fucking dollar I couldn’t even drink a cup of water. Yes! I find it! A little chewed up piece of paper. I gave it to this girl.

-Something happened kiddo? You are looking tired - she said taking a bank note. …“run”…

Voices again… Today I didn’t look through the mirror, but I feel really tired like this girl said. Expect that fact, that now is a morning time.

Evening coming. All day I wallowed on my bed thinking how I will get out of here. All doors were locked, and I decided to go away from window. I was scared a bit of this idea. Yes, it’s not too high, only second floor, but… I was afraid of it. I wanted to meet with John. I just need to do it, I need to see this cute guy again, to talk with him again.

By the way, if I’ll go away from window, I’ll never come back again to the window. But at the same time it will be strange to be in house arrest and came by the door. No, it will be strange just to came. It will be like “Hey, mom, hey, dad, I just return from meeting with guy you don’t know, and yeah, I broke all rules, because I’m in a house arrest” But John, he’ll be waiting for me… Eh, I need to go. I fuck what will be further.

Time was 8 pm and all streets became darker and dangerous. I dressed up in black jeans, shirt with Jimi Hendrix, sneakers and a black jacket. I made a little make up - a bit of mascara and powder. I was ready to go.

-God bless - I whispered to myself and opened the window.

I looked down and I got uncomfortable, but there’s a only way. I sat on the window frame and slowely turned around. My breathing getting heavily with every second.

-Shit, shit, shit - I quietly said, continuing do my dangerous movements.

I felt a ground under my feet, at this moment I was happy that I’m free, I have leaved this house at last. I looked around and when I make sure that nobody is here, I quickly ran away on another street. There was chilly and my nose and fingers got cold, but, for sure, I wouldn’t come back just for more warmer jacket. If I have, actually.

We decided to meet near from the same club where we met for the first time at 8:30 pm. I haven’t clock with me, but I think I didn’t late. Yes, I was right, when I came, he already standing there and smoking. Jesus, he smokes every time or I just lucky to see him doing this every time?

-Why you’re smoking whenever I see you? - I asked and made him a bit confused.

-You’re smoke too, don’t you? - John asked with smile. -Why you’re start enrage me with these weird questions? - I replied to him rough a bit.

-Why you like to answer a question with a question? - he asked me with a widely big smile.

-Oh… Hello John - I sighed, said to him at last and laugh a bit.

-Wow, I didn’t saw you so happy, it’s a discover for me, Li, and hello, -So… Where we gonna go?

-Hm… I don’t know, maybe just walk through the streets? Somewhere around Sunset Boulevard or Hillhurst Avenue? - I asked John with begging eyes and bit my lip. I wanted to walk somewhere there. I know, that’s far a bit, but why not?

-Hah, That’s great, I’m living not far from these areas. I’m ready! - he said and we began our walk through the city.

Night ate every avenues and streets, boulevards and alleys. Moon shone with her beautiful white light, but at the same time lamps on the streets shone as never before. All these ingredients made this night so amazing and I felt an incredible atmosphere. I shuddered a little bit, but John thought that I’m getting cold.

-Oh, take my jacket - he said and place it on my shoulders, then he saw my shirt with Hendrix and just froze on the few seconds. -A-are y-you listening t-to Jimi..?

-Mmm… Yeah, and what? - I asked him smiling.

-You’re the first girl I have ever seen, which listening to him or just know him! - his eyes widely opened and he truly looked like he’s really never saw a girl type like me.

For a next 2 hours we walked and talked about music. Again. It was fun, he really knows what he’s talking about. It was so interesting to listen, to see how he gesturing with his hands. But when I start speaking John carefully listen for me, I saw by a little part of eye that he was considering my face. We’re all were in our dialogue and it was amazing. I got tired a bit and I start looking sad, angry a bit maybe.

-What’s wrong? I said something not okay? - John asked me nervously.

-No, no, no… I just don’t want return to home… Parents, they’re like a killers for me. You know, I’m in a house arrest now and if they will know that I’m now walking somewhere with some who I’ll definitely die. - I tried smile for John when I saying that, but, I think, failed.

-Wow, sounds really creepy… - he cleared his throat - I mean, you can stay in my house for this night if you want to… I’ll do nothing for you, I swear.

-Jesus, really? Oh God, thank you! It’s much better than sleeping on the street. - I felt so thankful for John that he gave a place where I can sleep tonight, so i hugged him. ====================

He opened the door of a not too much big for Hollywood hills house. The first thing I saw is a few guitars lying on the floor. The second thing was mess. A big mess with a bottles of orange juice, pieces of paper, vinyls and a lot of packs of cigarettes. It was on the floor. Hah, I think this guy doesn’t like cleaning.

Then John introduced me his bedroom. Ok, this room was clean. When I see a bed I felt a big fatigue in myself.

-So, you’ll sleep there and I’ll go to the living room - John said going away from the room.

-No, why? You can stay here, you said that you wouldn’t do anything with me. I’m trust you. - I really wanted him to stay here with me, because I’m afraid of night and darkness.

-No, no, Li, I’ll sleep at the living room… You look so tired, you need to sleep alone with yourself. - He was right.

-Eh… Then goodnight, John

We’ve been talking for 20 minutes, but it feels like a lot of hours. It was really interesting to know who John is. By the way, I noticed that he have a tattoo on his left arm and two tattoos on right arm. On the left arm was a ‘face’ from album cover of Ornette Coleman - Dancing In Your Head. I can’t believe that he listens to exactly same music that I listen to. Hah, I need to say, he have a beautiful taste.

John proposed to me to go somewhere today at the evening. “What the fuck?” I thought to myself when he said it, but I agreed, because why not. I would like to go walking with him, I think we have a much in common and we need to talk about it. It was an amazing dialogue, most of all, we discussed music, but some tall man with bandana came out from building and said like “Hey, Greenie, didn’t you forget about our rehearsal for a big show?” Oh my god, he called him Greenie… Such a stupid nickname. And, what the hell it means? But John quickly stood up, said goodbye to me and go away.

I began my way to home. I know that my mom already waiting for me to say that I’m a bad daughter and I need to find a job… No, actually, I’m just a piece of shit. I walked and saw, that most of the stores are didn’t opened yet. It was strange for me, because every day I woke up somewhere in 11 am, when all the stores were already waited for buyers. I can see ‘my’ house. This ugly, but at the same time wonderful home. 5 steps, 4 steps, 3, 2, 1. I’m here, standing and looking at the door. I’m feeling what a big war will be right now. My hands starts shaking, I got too nervous… What the hell? I had a lot of rows with my parents, why I’m scared as fuck now? I quickly opened the door and came to the house. Mom’s eyes from kitchen saw me.

-So… Where have you been all night, little whore? - she said quietly, but so angry.

-Why whore? - I asked

-Answer the question! - mom stood up from the table and shouted so loud, that I can heard a jingle in my head.

-I was sleeping on a bus stop - I said peacefully and calmly.

-Y-you… You’re..! House arrest on a month! - she tried to find the right words and say it to me, but, like every time if she don’t know what to say she shouting “house arrest!” But now it wasn’t a just words, it was a house arrest.

-For what?!- I screamed at her, because I really don’t understand for what I’m here.

Mom didn’t hear me, she just took myself by my ear and took me in my room. She throw me on the floor and lock the door. I was in shock, I'm tired of these things. It’s hurts so bad in my heart.

“Stay there, fucking psycho!” - Mom said going away behind the door.

Yes, ‘fucking psycho’ is normal to hear in this house. I tried to stood up from the floor, but failed. I fell down and start to screaming and rolling on the floor. My soul broken again on the little pieces. On one second I felt that I need to do harm for myself, I need to do a suicide. Now. I begun hystericy laughing as much as I can, it was so terrible but I needed to splash all my feelings which accumulated by this day.

24th April, 1991

I woke up in the early morning on bus stop. I remember why I’m here. Yesterday I wanted to leave this city, city full of murderers and drugs. My sharp change in mood will kill me someday. I know about my mental disorders, I’ve been in special hospitals, but it didn’t help me.

What I’m doing with my life? I’m lying somewhere on bus stop in cold April. I haven’t friends, I haven’t boyfriend. My parents hate me. And I’m only 20 years old. It’s funny.

I getting up and I felt a shot in my head. It’s hurts so bad…neurons in my brain. I know something is not okay with them. I have a one sigarette with me, one chance to relieve stress, feel better and isolate myself from people. I went to the door of some punk-rock club, sat down on the stair and start smoking. Nicotine hit me and I felt so good. I leaning my head on the wall, watch how smoke coming from my mouth.

Someone came out from club and sat down to me. This guy will break my enjoyment, I swear.

-Hey - he said taking a cigarette.

As I said - he have broke my enjoyment. I felt that smoking is no longer brings me pleasure today. I didn’t look at him, because I don’t want talk with him. I sighed deeply.

-Hi - I said, extinguishing a cigarette and stood up from the stair, trying to go away.

-Where are you going? I just came… - he said with a sad voice.

I turned to him. Damn, he was kinda cute. His head was shaved and it’s making him like skinhead a bit. He have an amazing bone sculpture and full lips. But I can’t to not be rude.

-I’m not meeting with some weird humans from no-name clubs - I mocked and look to the sky. -Do you know how much time is it now?

-Um… Now is a 8 am

-Thanks

And we start to be silent. I hate these moments when you and your companion don’t know what to say. It’s so awful. This enrages me every fucking time. You start to think about things, which you never thinking about before in these moments. It’s may be like “why colibri is so small?” or “what will be if people will live without rules?”

-Maybe you will sit down? - he asked me, exhaling smoke.

-Okay

I putted my ass on this fucking stair again. Why? I don’t know. This guy have a good vibes around him or just charisma. But, anyway, he was like a magnet.

-I’m not a weird human! - he shouted. -Maybe… - he added quietly.

I hate when someone starts screaming. It reminds me my parents. They never loved me. They wanted me to go to university, find a job and live in my own house, but when something start going on with my mind, the didn’t want to help me. My mom start calling me a bullshit, and father was like “I haven’t daughter anymore”

-How you’ll say! Mr.Scream! Please, can you wouldn’t shout into my poor ears?! - you screamed to him.

-Okay, okay - he start laughing, but when he saw me without any smile, he stopped. -Why you feel so stressed about life? - he asks me.

-Then why you feel so positive about life? - I giggled.

-Um… I think life is for once and we need to feel the joy, love and… music - his eyes starts shining. -Are you a musician…? - I asked with a special intonation, to know his name.

-John - he added. - Yes, I’m a guitarist for the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Red Hot Chili Peppers… Something familiar… I know that I hear something about this band, but can’t remember. Bingo! I saw their music video ‘Higher Ground’ on MTV two years ago. I don’t remember too much what was in this clip, but I remember a guy with a blonde long hair and bassist with crazy pants. They’re crazy, because they made from toys. But I can’t remember a guitarist.

-Aw, that’s great - I said and look to the sky again. I understand that it will rain today.

-And you’re…?

-I’m Li… and yeah, Li it’s my full name

-Nice to meet you, Li - John said giving me a hand.

-Same, John

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I told Hetty about Josh. She was so happy that I start relationship.

“It’s so good, but it’s sounds like a fantastic story or something like that” She giggled.

“Hah, I know…” You said and look up on door.

“Why you are looking on door? There’s nobody here” Hetty said holding my hand.

“Uh, I don’t know… I still scared that somebody can find me and kidnap me…”

“Grace” She sigh.“ Everything is gone, it was in past, and I hope Josh will protect you all the time, he really love you as I can see” “Do you think so?” You said looking at her.

“Yes, Grace, yes”

We were sitting in living room, talked about myself and life. Hetty was like my sister, I can tell her about my secrets and frustrations.

Then she’s gone, because she needed to do ‘something at home’. I knew that time was somewhere around 3:30 p.m. and Josh will be soon.

I was right. After 20 minutes Josh came home. He looks tired. Hah, of course, two hours of rehearsal.

“Hey sweetie, how are you?” He said to me and kissed my forehead.

Sweetie? Nah, okay, it was cute to hear. Like Hetty said Josh love me and I think it’s really true, because I feel it.

“Hey, I’m good… I think” You said nervous.

“What happened, Grace?” Josh said and removed my hair behind the ear.

“Nothing, I just feeling sick a bit”

My gold rule: if something is not okay, just say that you’re feeling sick.

“Soo, okay… You haven’t seen my bandmate of my band Jonathan? He have a mustaches and shoulder-length hair, we just need to discuss a song”

Fuck. This strange guy was Jonathan. I decided to tell true, I tired to lie. And… I don’t want lie to Josh.

“Em… Yes, I think I saw him, but I didn’t open, I’m sorry, I know what it means to you, bu…” You trying to say but Josh interrupt you.

“Oh, that’s great! I just so tired today to do something else with my band Dot Hacker” He giggled.

I start false laughing. It was good, that this guy wasn’t a murderer or something like that. He was just a friend of Josh. But this beware feeling didn’t leave me.

“Hah, yeah… Um… Josh, don’t you scare, that they can come again?” You said nervously. Smile gone from Josh’s face. He hugged me so tightly, kissed my cheek and said to me:

“Grace, please, don’t be scared… I’m here, I’ll save you if something will happen to you. I love you so much. Please, know it”

He hugged me again. It was so amazing… To be there, with him. I felt myself better, but I start crying, because feelings are filled me.

“I love you too, Josh, so fucking much” You said, while crying.

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|Josh’s POV|

There’s was a dream. A beautiful dream with a beautiful character in it. Grace. Dream was about us. We ran away from a city to big and deep forest. And we danced, like nobody is here. Just us.

She was so gorgeous, I love her. Grace reminds me an angel. She is so pure and adorable. I hope that our love exists, because I want that love with her.

I woke up somewhere around 11 a.m. Grace was sleeping on my arm. I smiled and kissed her forehead. But something came to my mind. Inspiration.

I quietly remove my hand, got dressed and quietly leave my bedroom with a pencil and piece of paper.

I lay down on the couch and start writing what came to me. I understand that it’s looks like a song. I wrote:

“I, for some time, watched as from under the rubble you climbed That look in your apocalyptic eye; so beautiful, vague and sublime.

And how your feet just seem to glide. I admire how you can just drop it all and dance round I’d be ashamed of my bellyaching and crying They have nothing still survived and will forever”

Time was a 12:30 a.m. I realized that I need to wake up Grace. We fell asleep in a deep night, maybe early morning.

When I came to my room, Grace didn’t sleep, she was sitting in my big T-shirt with feet under her. And with my phone. When she saw me, her face shone and she looked so happy.

“You! You didn’t told me! You have a birthday today!“Grace shouted to me.

“Wha-what? Today is a 3 October?“You asked surprised. "Yes, Josh! Happy birthday!"She jumped and kissed me to my cheek.

"Thank y… Wait. 3 October!?”

“Yes…”

“Oh gosh! I remembered! We agreed with Chad, that today on 1:30 p.m. we will rehearse!” You said, finding a stuff you need.

|Grace’s POV|

Josh starts worn around the house, because he have only 30 minutes before rehearsal.

When he was ready, he stood up on the front of me and said:

“So, you can stay here… And… Oh, Grace, I can’t look at you! Your bloody temple… It’s not looking good with your white skin” “Hah, this… I’ll do something” You said giggling.

Josh completely gone. So, I was in his house and I can watch his TV, eat his food and something like that. But I wouldn’t do it.

My stomach hurts since this morning, and I wanted to just lay, close my eyes and do nothing.

I sit down on the couch in the living room, but I felt something under my butt. It was a notebook with a penil in it.

I know, that rummaging through other people’s things is not good, but I wanted to know what did he drew or wrote. I opened the page, when the pencil was. Damn, he have a beautiful, but a little bit childish handwriting. The title was “Discothèque (for Grace Bex)”

My heart start beating faster. I was so admired of this. I can felt the butterflies are flying in my hurting stomach, nobody called something in honor of me.

“F-for me?” You whispered to yourself.

I read it. It was so gorgeous, I just have no word about it. I love him.

I heard my phone ring in other room and I ran to it. I have a 5 fucking missed calls from Hetty. I call her back. “Oh my God! Grace, are you okay?” She said with a disturbing voice.

“Mm.. Yeah.. I…” You trying to say, but Hetty interrupt you.

“Can I visit you?” “Y… Uh… I need to tell you something, Hett”

“I felt that’s something is going on” She said and I can swear to you, there was a smirk on her face. I said an address to her, and she said that she will be soon. Ok, I wait for her. I want to tell her about Josh and about everything, but I don’t know how to do this.

—–45 minutes later—– Knock on the door. I looked and I saw a strange guy. He was so aggressive and I scared of it. Maybe he’s not aggressive at all, but he looks like he is and plus I don’t know who he was.

15 minutes later I heard an another knock.

“Go away!” You screamed panicky.

This chapter for Josh’s 37th birthday :3 Happy b-day, our cutie❤🎉

Was a 4 a.m. I wanted to sleep, but I waited Josh. He said that he knows what happened and where I am.

I don’t know why I trust him. He have lied to me, but… I just trust him. He’s such a good man and I wanted to trust him.

I start hearing some beating noises. I’m getting uncomfortable. Is it Josh? Or? Where I am? Who can it be?

Silence. I can hear only my breathe in room. It was cold. A lot.

Some who started knocking on door. I was scared, because I don’t know who is that person behind the door, so, I didn’t open.

That “someone” starts to break the door. I was so scared. I hid on the other side of the bed.

After minute door was completely knocked out. He came to me. Josh. He sat down in front of me and put a finger to his lips, which meant silence. He noticed to window, like “let’s get out of here”

“From window? Are you really?” You softly whispered.

“It’s first floor, Grace” Josh whispered and took my hand.

I nodded and we’re go away very quietly, but, no, we’re just ran away holding each other’s hand.

We got to the Josh’s home. When we came, he locked all doors and windows. It was strange. “Can you explain me what happened? Where I was? What are you doing? Why we’re there? Explain me, Josh!” You start screaming and crying at the same time.

Josh froze. He turned around and his eyes was red and wet. He sat down on couch. “She. You know who I’m talking about. She is not my girlfriend, she’s my ex, but she thinks I’m still her boyfriend. And… Ugh… After row with you… She began to threaten me with her brothers, and “they will do a piece of meat” from me and you… And when I… I find out that you in problem… I… I just… Ehh… It’s my fault.“ Josh heavily breathe out.

I was shocked. Josh was so stressed and exhausted and I wanted to hug him, give some heat to his heart.

“It’s not your fault, Josh…” You softly touched his cheek.

He said nothing, he just turn his face to mine and start looking straight into my eyes. His brown deep eyes. I can see his soul, pure fragile soul.

I kissed him, because I can’t to not do this. He didn’t lied to me, he always told true to me. In this situation I felt like I’m really a bitch.

We’re already close our eyes, we wanted to feel this kiss. Our… Love?

Josh put me on his lap. He start to hugging me and push closer to him. I started to play with his hair on the nape.

I interrupt this scene and Josh was displeased a bit about it.

“Ssshh… I want it” You whispered and started to unbutton his shirt.

He wanted it no less than I and began to do the same thing with my shirt. My body energized with every minute. His fingers crossed my back and that’s made me moan. When I’m completely unbutton his shirt, I saw his torso. Josh’s body was so amazing. “Maybe let’s go to bed?” He said with smirk and I nodded.

Josh took me in his arms and carried out in a bedroom. He putted me on bed. I really wanted it. With him. Now.

He started to take off my pants, when he kisses me. It was so beautiful.

When I stayed with only bra and panties, Josh looked at me like I was a painting or another cultural object.

“What?” You asked him.

“Gorgeous and elegant.” He said, but didn’t looked up from my body.“Can I?” He said touched my bra.

“Only you”

Josh was energized like an animal. And I can’t wait for it. He kisses me from my neck to my belly. “Are you ready?“Josh said takes off my panties. "Yes” You sort of a laugh and moan at the same time.

He entered me, and I recognize that heaven exist. It was so fabulous. When he start to move faster, I start to loudly moaning, because Josh was incredible.

We flied away from this planet, it was so good. We love each other and we know it. I held Josh’s back, and he was holding all my body in his big arms. I’m feeling save.

My muscles start shaking, Josh puched my so close. We end at the same time. That was beautiful. He lay down to me and we hugged, because we adore and love each other.

“You swear to me, that will be nothing shocking in our relationship” You said looked up at Josh.

“What was shock?” He said.