Chapter six

CHAPTER SIX

 

 

I sat next to Richie on the sofa, and put my head in my hands, usually I was the one in control and organised, shit if this was happening to anyone but me I would have it all sorted, but cause it was me, I could not see anything clearly, this time I was blind sided, and I did not like it, no sir I did not like that one bit.

"look man, it's not that I don't believe ya, cause you know I do right?, but shit; all's I'm saying is, if Dot get's to see this shit you are screwed."

"Why would Dot get to see this?"

"I dunno man, this girl, she's determined that's for sure, we gotta cover the bases man."

"Cover the bases?, cover the bases for what?  Richie, I AINT DONE NOTHING WRONG HERE! " I screamed the last sentence out of desperation.

"Look, you asked me less than twenty four hours ago to cover your back, I'm trying to do what you ask, fuck man, I aint got no degree in dealing with psychotic fans; anymore than you do, but from my chair, what I see is someone who is very careful, and has a apt for manipulation, and can play things  well to her own advantage, man she has screwed with that tape to make it look like you had sex in your dresser..."

nodding my head I agreed with Richie, and having a fight with the only person in the band that knew me and who I trusted one hundred per cent was a bad decision.

"I'm sorry bro, I'm just so out of the fucking water here, I've never faced anything like this before, and well, I'm seriously pissed, but scared to fucking shit too."

this time Richie nodded at me, " and yeah  for the record, I'd be shitting myself if it was happening to me too, but hold it together ok, I'll ring Marc in the morning and get the legal stats on this, I'm sure we can have her silenced or something, try not to stress Jon,  one way or another we will figure it out, ok?"

I was thankful for Richie's support, but less than convinced that we could sort it, but I had to make myself believe; cause that was all I had to hold on to right now.

They say hind sight is a good thing, yeah if only I could turn back the clock, how could I have avoided this mess?, the answer was simple and was what I had done after kicking her out, locked my dresser door.

It was no good looking back though the damage was done and out in the playing field and this boy was in play and someway, and I had no idea how, I was gonna find a way out of this mess. 

 

Richie got up, " so, you gonna be ok man?" my mind was racing, there were things I wanted to talk about but, it could wait, there was always tomorrow, so I lied,
"Sure...." as he walked to the door I thanked him too
"thanks man"

he smiled and saluted in typical Richie manner and left my room.  

 

Sitting alone on my own in the hotel, it was crazy me being here, I could easily have gone home, as I lived only a few kilometres away,  but if I did, Dot knowing me as well as she did, she would immediately see that something was pissing me off and eating me, I'd try to deny it, she would push, then we would argue and right now that was the last thing I needed what I longed for was for me to hold her in my arms, and to feel her arms around me, I needed to see my kids too, but until this shit was put to bed I had to be alone.
I settled with the idea on a phone call, moving my way from the sitting area I headed to the bedroom and picked up the phone and dialled home.

The phone rang for ages before it connected, "Hello"
"Dot??"
"Jon?

"Yeah, 

"you ok?"

"I'm fine hon, just needed to hear your voice" 

I could hear muffled sounds as Dot was moving in bed. 

"what time is it?"

"late"

"You in bed?" 

"no, will be in a while, your in bed though, "
"Yeah"
"Sorry I wake you?,"
"no, it's ok, I was napping that's all, so how's it going on the road,?, you doing good?"
"it's ok, same old same old, you know, tell ya something, I  miss you,"
"Well come home then, no one makes you do this, and your minutes away from me..."
I couldn't lie, and I could feel a lump forming in my throat so tried making light of it all, "Oh, yeah and if I gave it all up, who would keep you in the luxury you have got used too eh?, tell me that, and the kids..."
"What's up Jon, something bothering you?"
"nothing, just wanted to hear your voice, you know I miss you guy's more for the first few weeks, just being melancholy I guess"
"Ok, if you say so, well I'm sleepy baby so I'm gonna end the call ok, love you, sleep tight..." reluctantly I said good night too, then the line went dead, dot had ended the call leaving me sitting with the receiver in my hand. I sat holding the handset for ages, until there was a knock on the door, getting up I went to answer and find out who was there, reaching the door I called out "yo" what came back made my blood run cold, " Hey Jon, open up its your sweet cakes"