Love's Requiem

And finally the last week of the tour came, and that meant only one very important thing to me. The disembodied show in Massachusetts.

“Are you sure about this?” Jack whined while I tore through my suitcase for something to wear. “I mean you’re what about three months now?”

“I’ll be fine, Jesus the only thing I’m unsure about is you wearing that Glamour Kills shirt.
Come on man you’re cramping my style.” I told him as I found what I was looking for.

“Says the one in sweatpants and a tank top.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Told you,” Alex said coming out of the bathroom, “Her new excuse for everything.”

“Is that my shirt?” I asked looking at the familiar Shai Hulud shirt Alex had on.

“Technically it was Jesse’s wasn’t it?”

“Do you even like them?”

“Does it matter?”

“I give up!” I exclaimed storming in to the bathroom.

I changed in to a Reign Supreme tank top, and a pair of sort of baggy shorts.

“I guess I’ll wear that Emmure shirt.” Jack said getting up. “Owe!” He exclaimed as I threw my sneaker at his head.

“No! Bad idea!” I exclaimed.

“Then I’m staying with this on.”

“Fine, but when you get beat up I warned you.” I joked.

“I feel like we should buy one of those kid leashes with the monkey that hugs them for her.” Jack said as the three of us left the hotel.

“Have fun tonight kiddies, Bella don’t get beat up!” Vinny yelled to us from his room.

“Why do I need a leash?” I asked confused.

“Keep you from pitting.”

“I’m not going to pit I’m pregnant!” I chuckled, “And Alex that was not in excuse form that was stating the fact.” I added.

“I bet there’s at least one person there she knows.” Jack stated as the three of us walked to the venue.

“I doubt it, last night however would have been rad, my friends band opened up for the show and everyone who’s home went.”

“But Bella,” Jack began.

“You have no friends.” Alex finished.

“Fuck the both of you.” I grumbled. “I’ll ditch the both of you and hang out with Ken Susi.”

Once we got to the place, I felt right at home again. Ironically the show’s promoter remembered me from when I used to work with Outerloop and told me if I needed anything to just go to him. The opening bands were okay; they were your typical hardcore band nothing great with the exception of the one that went on right before Disembodied.

“Stop trying to hit on girls Jack, when their boyfriends get out of the pit they’re going to try and kill you.” I warned him, while Alex rested his head on my shoulder as he wrapped his
arms around my waist.

“I’m bored and scared for my life at the same time. How do you do this?” Jack whined.

“Jack go pit.” I told him shoving him in to the pit.

“I hate you!” He exclaimed running back a minute later, while Alex and I were cracking up.

“Disembodied is up next!” The vocalist exclaimed as they band walked off.

While everyone crowded around the front of the stage, Alex moved me over to the side.

“But, I can’t see!” I whined.

“Not taking any chances.” He told me sternly.

“Being pregnant sucks in Hardcore.” I grumbled, as Alex shut me up with a kiss.

Disembodied came on, and all hell broke lose, the entire floor became a pit and Alex and Jack looked scared beyond belief.

“Time to go!” Alex exclaimed.

“But they just came on!”

“I have a bad feeling.”

“Oh that’s from that gnarly cheese cake you ate, just pay attention to your surroundings.” I told him, going back to shouting along.

Towards the end of their set, Alex ended up getting decked in the face by someone who was in the pit and decided to move towards the crowd.

“You know I think this can qualify as spousal abuse.” Jack pointed out as I came back with ice for Alex’s face.

“We’re not married yet.” I told him sticking my tongue out as I held it on his face. “You now look like every guy I dated in high school.” I joked as I kissed Alex’s forehead.

“Can you please talk our way over there away from the pits?” Alex groaned.

“Big baby.” I mumbled as I went to find my friend.

“What can I help you with Bella?” The guy asked after I found him.

“Anyway possible my boyfriend, friend and I can go over in the VIP area by the stage?” I asked.

“What’s a matter can’t handle it anymore?” He joked as he walked with me.

“I can but he already was hit in the face and I’m three months pregnant so it’s probably not a good idea.” I chuckled.

“Congrats Bella!” He exclaimed hugging me.

He talked to security that let the three of us go in the area, and I leaned against the wall only to see Vincent from the Acacia strain.

“A familiar face,” He smiled walking over to us.

“Frankie’s not here.” I said putting my hands up making him laugh.

“I take it you haven’t heard.”

“Heard what? What did he do now?” I panicked.

“Nothing, we all set our differences aside. I guess what you did at Saints and Sinners got through to the both of us.” He explained,

“I used to be the brains behind Emmure.” I joked. “And for the record I’m only here because I can’t take a chance getting hit tonight.” I told him.

“It’s fine.” He chuckled.

“Have a great set!” I told him as he shook my hand and then gave me a hug.

“You’re fan girling out right now aren’t you?” Jack asked as Alex held me.

“You have no fucking idea.” I said as their intro started up.

When they began playing “See you next Tuesday”, all of a sudden Vincent motioned to me.
I shook my head until; the he walked over and dragged me out by my hoodie.

“Dropped like a bad habit,” Vincent growled as he then handed me the bass player’s mic.

“These are the last days of the rest of your life I wash my hands of you all,” I growled out, as he watched and chuckled.

So my dream had finally came true, I helped the Acacia strain with a song. I even got a hug once the song was finished.

“She looks happier than she did when you proposed.” Jack pointed out as I stood their beaming.

“Life complete.” I gloated as we watched the rest of their set.