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The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

Road Trip! V

*Gwyn’s POV*

Andy had his notebook, pen, and phone list ready in a jiffy, starting before I was back on I-5. “Alright, favorites!” I groaned.

“I don’t really do favorites, Andy. I just like things differently.” Andy ‘hmphed’ as I merged onto the highway.

“Favorite color, just pick one!”

That one I actually did have a favorite, oddly enough. “Deep burgundy.”

Andy nodded. “Crimson. Or orange and black, heh, together, of course. And fluorescent blue, sometimes-“

I cut him off. “You said pick one!” I chuckled.

“Fine, fine! Favorite book?” I was horrified.

“Are you fucking serious? I can’t pick a favorite book! No, don’t make a face at me, no, I will not just pick one, this is serious! I love way too many books! I love so many authors, and you want me to pick one single book of all those authors? That’s just sick! That’s some bullshit right there, motherfucker!” I pointed at Andy accusingly.

Andy hesitated. “Like what authors?”

“Neil Gaiman, Clive Barker, Stephen King, Terry Prachett- may he rest in peace- David Mack, Gene Wolfe- shit, I don’t know, there are so many! We should talk about something else, this is serious stuff, I can’t concentrate on the awesomeness of the written word seriously, like, you know, give it enough thought right now. I’m fucking driving.”

Andy proceeded delicately. “I kinda like ‘A Wrinkle in Time’ by Mad-“

“I know that already, doofus!” I chortled. I had no idea if I was supposed to hide my obscene fangirl knowledge, but I guess fuck social conventions. I saw that left eyebrow go up out of the corner of my eye. Hmm, not sure what the fuck that was supposed to mean. Andy probably didn’t like being interrupted. Whatever, he did it all the time.

“Alright, you know what I said for favorite movie. What’s yours?” Andy quickly added, “Or some of yours?” Oooh, he was learning! I was impressed.

“Well, whenever I have to pick just one, I always go with Labyrinth, the movie with David Bowie from the 1980s. But I also really love Silence of the Lambs, the Prophecy series with Christopher Walken, I love any horror movie that doesn’t suck where shit gets biblical and demons or angels are zipping around, um, the Hellraiser series, especially, let’s see, the first one, the second one, and the fifth one… I mean, I’m really a horror nut, I love Seven too. I love almost all horror, I mean, beware, I’m crazy about it. Though I’m not a huge fan of torture-type shit. Though, I guess, I’ve seen the first two Hostel movies, those were good, and I’ve seen the first three Saw movies, those were alright too, need to catch up on that. But I also really love fantasy. Like, you know, the Neverending Story, Legend, the Dark Crystal, the Princess Bride, Edward Scissorhands, newer shit like the Lord of the Rings, the Hobbit, I could go on forever. Shit with romance makes me cry like a bitch, I tend to avoid it. I usually fucking hate chick flicks, though, I just can’t abide-“

Andy laughed.“-So you need more action, more explosions?”

“Yes! I actually love the Expendables! I heard rumors they’re making a fourth one! My favorite action films are Predator and True Lies. They’re classic, dude, fucking classic. Fuck Sleeping in Seattle and the Notebook, fuck that shit, dude. Though I guess Dirty Dancing was ok.”

Andy laughed even harder, smacking his knees with his hands. “I’m dating a man! Ah, Doc, what the fuck will everyone say? Gwyn, I’m pretty sure it was called SleepLESS in Seattle.” He chuffed a little more, grinning at me. “You have the fucking sweetest tits of any guy I know. And your tight, hot little-“

I started flushing, getting turned on. “-Andy! No giving chick-boners while I’m driving, please!” I focused on the road, ignoring whatever horrible, presumably hot, sexy pout Andy was doubtlessly giving me. Horrid man.

“Can I touch your leg in, like, a romantic, caring fashion, even?” Andy sounded innocent. I wasn’t completely buying it.

“Distally.” I sniffed, watching the road.

“Distally?” Oops, I’d slipped into veterinary jargon.

“It’s a veterinary word that just means ‘further down,’ like, away from the middle. ‘Proximal’ means ‘closer to’ or ‘further up.’” Andy grunted, and cautiously placed his hand on my thigh, near my knee. “It’s just that you have big, sexy hands, with long fingers, Hot-shot. I don’t need to be thinking those kind of thoughts while I’m driving. We’re, uh, almost to Longview.” Andy gently squeezed my leg, and I felt all warm and fuzzy. Not aroused, but squishy and vulnerable. I bottled up the feelings as fast as they came and watched the road.

I needed to distract myself from the surge of emotions elicited by Andy’s hand on my leg. “So, uh, I know you like horror too, what kind of shit have you liked the most?”

“I’m kind of a dork for the classic, old Universal Monsters. You know, Phantom of the Opera, Frankenstein, Creature from the Black Lagoon, Dracula, The Wolf Man, The Mummy, those are the best known. I guess, recently, Insidious was pretty good, and Rob Zombie makes movies that look really good.”

I nodded. “Definitely, I own House of 1000 Corpses, though I really didn’t like the Devil’s Rejects nearly as much, because of the whole torture thing, though it was stylistically really fucking sweet.” Andy made a non-committal head nod. Meh, whatever, he was a dude, after all, couldn’t expect him to have perfect taste in film.

We were in the Longview area and I started looking for a promising exit, something that might lead to some good shopping. I was shooting for a Fred Meyer or something. “Favorite foods?” I found something promising and decided to go for it and just be generic with my answer.

“Uh, I dunno, vegetarian food? I hate tomatoes and grapefruit because of the citrus, it upsets my stomach. You?” I headed down a main suburban road.

Why are you vegetarian?” Ugh, I so did not want to discuss that right then.

“We can talk about that later, not right now, I’m looking for a Fred Meyer, ok? What food do you like?” I could sense Andy huffing without looking. “I just don’t want to sound preachy and it’s a subject that’s important to me, we can talk about it later if you want, ok?”

“Yeah, sure. I guess I like, I dunno, cheese and candy. Especially bleu cheese-“

“That’s fucking disgusting!” How repulsive!

“Well, your fucking loss, Doc, if you don’t appreciate the finer tastes in life. I love it! Peppermint patties are pretty good, in terms of candy, but I used to get so many, I was really burned out for a while. I had the same problem with chunky Jiffy peanut butter a few years ago, that has kind of died down a little.” I spotted a sign for a Freddy’s and homed in.

“Do you say ‘pe-kahn’ or ‘pe-canne?’” I thought about it, amused.

“I go both ways, I think I tend to adopt the way the person I’m talking to said it first. But maybe ‘pe-kahn’ is my default, like, more often.” I pulled into a parking space. “You?” How the fuck did Andy come up with a question like that?

Andy cocked his head, then laughed. “You’re just trying to get me to say I go both ways, aren’t you, you fucking perv?” He glanced down and, seeing Plug was in park, leaned over to give me a kiss, moving his hand proximally.

Notes

what can i say- happy 25th birthday to the real-life Andrew Dennis Biersack. words are not enough for a guy that i think consistently really does so much for his fans, even when some of them treat him or his loved ones poorly. as anyone who reads what i write knows, it's one of my greatest fears that anything i write might offend either him or any of his loved ones (or anyone else who is depicted , fictionalized, in a story of mine). is so, please let me know, and i will ameliorate the problem or remove the story entirely at once. real-life feelings and relationships always supercede fanfiction, always.

but I totally got sidetracked- i was wishing happy b-day to "real-Andy." *chuckle*

the music you have made with bvb has not saved my life, every individual makes their own choices, as, each day, i make my own. but things you have said, music you have made, has made a big difference for me, a positive one. when i feel hurt, when i am in pain, and i need strength, i can look to bvb, or something i remember you saying in an interview, more times than i can count. while there are many, many sources of strength for me, as there are often, for everyone, i thank you for being a pillar for me. to help me be true to myself even as i feel weak, when i am in pain.

happy birthday Mr. Biersack.




QOTD:

Favorite:
1. color
2. book/author
3. movie/horror movie
4. food

5. 'pe-kahn' or 'pe-canne?'

1. very, very dark burgundy
2. agree with gwyn. if I had to pick an author, i'd go Neil Gaiman. if I had to pick a book of his, I guess i'd laugh in the asker's face.
3. labyrinth. gwyn's other choices, plus mirror mask and quite a few anime movies (princess mononoke, spirited away, for example).
4. vegetable biryani, my mother's potato pancakes

Comments

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SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
4/15/17

Ok, cool. I don't mind plodding plots at all, but as a frustrated English teacher, I can totally understand the grammar and structure stuff.

Merelan Merelan
1/26/17

@Merelan


oh, i'm not changing it significantly in that regard. i mean more a stylistic change to make it easier to read: breaking up paragraphs, improving grammar and tense consistency, stuff like that. i've become a much better writer and i want my stuff to reflect that. if you're nervous about the changed, you can check out the newest version on my wattpad account. my user name is anathemadvm, just plain anathema was taken. i'm still likely to further revise the very beginning a little, but nothing is plot related, i like the plot as much as i ever did. i just want it to be easier to read, that's all.

anathema anathema
1/26/17

@anathema
Actually, the beginning of LoJ fits the story perfectly, IMHO. You establish Gywn as a likeable, but clearly flawed character from the door. It's much different from most other fanfic, which want to get to the Bride(s) ASAP.

Merelan Merelan
1/26/17

@Merelan


oh my goodness! i don't think even i have read it that many times, though i could be wrong! i've certainly only read it through once in one sitting! i promise that the edited version is higher quality, but i don't dare tinker with it here until i have the whole thing ready to go. right now i've edited through chapter 50, though i might need to ahve another look at the very beginning, because it's so plodding.

anathema anathema
1/26/17