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Adult +
Chapters:
27
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16
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
4
I had her cremated, had some of her ashes made into a diamond. Did you know you could do that? I had the diamond put in a ring so shes always close to me... I need her close to me, she was my mother! For years, it was just her and me... Dad left and took my brother with him when I was a baby...as far as I know, they live in Russia now, but I can never be too sure.
I moved in with Dunn after that, but things were never the same. Every day, every hour, every minute that passed, I raged with anger over my mothers death. I was going to get revenge on her killers, I was... but for now, I have to study...but not school, I'm never going back there! No, I've read every book, watched every show, followed every case about murder... and I've made notes, gone over every detail a hundred times...I'm planning the perfect murder for I refuse to be caught! I am not the criminal here and so I refuse to go to jail.
Jack the Ripper, the Green River Killer, John Wayne Gacy, Charles Manson, Ted Bundy... You name them and I can tell you every detail of every crime they committed. The irony is, that if I'd studied this hard in school, I'd be a straight A student with no need to drop out, and none of this would have happened... You would think the Mrs Dunn, Ryan, or anyone could have said something about my new found hobby, but I'm too smart for that. Every book I buy, I purchase from a different book shop. Buying one or two books is one thing, buying them all at once, from the same store, is another. The books I hide under my bed, under my porn, Mrs Dunn never goes through it, and, surprisingly, Dunn doesnt touch it...must have a decent collection of his own... I have to cover my tracks, even now.
If someone asks me about my mothers death, I, instead of getting angry, work up my tears, and tell them I miss her terribly, but shes in peace now, and that I'm putting he death behind me, for the past is the past, and we shouldn't waste our time duelling on it. It works a charm every time.
1997, almost four years since my mothers death, and the case has gone cold. No convictions, no arrests, nothing. They interviewed the gang that I know killed her, but they had no evidence. There will never be justice for her death, so I know...I know...that I have to do what it takes, to bring justice to my mother, peace of mind to myself. I don't care who gets in my way, who tries to stop me, nothing, and I mean nothing, is going to stop me.
"Hey..are you alright?" Ryan asks me one morning, and suddenly, I'm confused...does Ryan suspect something?
"I'm fine, why?" I ask, trying my utmost best to sound genuinely confused. Ryan frowned.
"Aprils birthday is coming up...I only remembered the other day when I booked a ticket to Finland for the same day..." He said, playing with his fingers, not meeting my eye. "I just thought...it would be, ya know, hard on you...I know you adored her." I nod, rub my hand over my chin that was shadowed with stubble. With a sigh, I tell him,
"I try not to think about it....I have my own ways of dealing with the pain..." I panic, what if he asks me what I do? What the hell do I say, 'Oh I just plot to avenge her death my murdering her killers,' Yeah right! "Anyway," I continue, changing the subject hastily, "Why are you going over to Finland, what the hells the point..."
"I'mgoingtoseemyboyfriend..." He whispers.
"WHAT!" I cry... Did I hear him right...boyfriend? Ryan bites his lip, blushes a deep shade of red,
"His name is Jonne...he's in a band...Negative...they were supporting Turbonegro when I went in December...I meet him in the bar afterwards..." He mumbles, his face slowly deepening as he continues.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I ask, giving him a cocky smile. He gave me a half-hearted smile, shrugged his shoulders.
"Afraid I guess..." He tells me, "Thought you might hate me..." I laugh and Ryan blushes once again.
"Dude, what the hell? I'm your best friend, I don't care, as long as your happy man!" I cry, giving my friend a one armed hug. But what I don't do is tell him...tell him that I'm gay too...its all part of my plan see, I can look more innocent, a normal guy with a beautiful girlfriend, maybe married with a kid or two...
"Thanks man," Ryan tells me, stirring me from my thoughts, "Hey, did you know Novak, that friend of yours from way back, is in town? Maybe you guys should catch up..?" He suggests as he walks from the room. Catch up? Oh there will be catching up to do...for me at least, for once I catch up to Novak, my plan goes into action.
First on my hit list, Brandon Novak...
What did you guys think? Oh, and why I'm here, is anyone going to any of the following, I am, and It'd be nice to meet some of you guys, or at least, know your near!
Give it A Name (HIM headlining) - Friday, April 27th - Earls Court, London
'Cradle Of Filth'-Sunday April 29th - Cambridge Corn Extange
'Get In The Ring (Metal Hammer), TUESDAY 8TH MARCH (NEXT WEEK) HAMMERSMITH PALAIS
I moved in with Dunn after that, but things were never the same. Every day, every hour, every minute that passed, I raged with anger over my mothers death. I was going to get revenge on her killers, I was... but for now, I have to study...but not school, I'm never going back there! No, I've read every book, watched every show, followed every case about murder... and I've made notes, gone over every detail a hundred times...I'm planning the perfect murder for I refuse to be caught! I am not the criminal here and so I refuse to go to jail.
Jack the Ripper, the Green River Killer, John Wayne Gacy, Charles Manson, Ted Bundy... You name them and I can tell you every detail of every crime they committed. The irony is, that if I'd studied this hard in school, I'd be a straight A student with no need to drop out, and none of this would have happened... You would think the Mrs Dunn, Ryan, or anyone could have said something about my new found hobby, but I'm too smart for that. Every book I buy, I purchase from a different book shop. Buying one or two books is one thing, buying them all at once, from the same store, is another. The books I hide under my bed, under my porn, Mrs Dunn never goes through it, and, surprisingly, Dunn doesnt touch it...must have a decent collection of his own... I have to cover my tracks, even now.
If someone asks me about my mothers death, I, instead of getting angry, work up my tears, and tell them I miss her terribly, but shes in peace now, and that I'm putting he death behind me, for the past is the past, and we shouldn't waste our time duelling on it. It works a charm every time.
1997, almost four years since my mothers death, and the case has gone cold. No convictions, no arrests, nothing. They interviewed the gang that I know killed her, but they had no evidence. There will never be justice for her death, so I know...I know...that I have to do what it takes, to bring justice to my mother, peace of mind to myself. I don't care who gets in my way, who tries to stop me, nothing, and I mean nothing, is going to stop me.
"Hey..are you alright?" Ryan asks me one morning, and suddenly, I'm confused...does Ryan suspect something?
"I'm fine, why?" I ask, trying my utmost best to sound genuinely confused. Ryan frowned.
"Aprils birthday is coming up...I only remembered the other day when I booked a ticket to Finland for the same day..." He said, playing with his fingers, not meeting my eye. "I just thought...it would be, ya know, hard on you...I know you adored her." I nod, rub my hand over my chin that was shadowed with stubble. With a sigh, I tell him,
"I try not to think about it....I have my own ways of dealing with the pain..." I panic, what if he asks me what I do? What the hell do I say, 'Oh I just plot to avenge her death my murdering her killers,' Yeah right! "Anyway," I continue, changing the subject hastily, "Why are you going over to Finland, what the hells the point..."
"I'mgoingtoseemyboyfriend..." He whispers.
"WHAT!" I cry... Did I hear him right...boyfriend? Ryan bites his lip, blushes a deep shade of red,
"His name is Jonne...he's in a band...Negative...they were supporting Turbonegro when I went in December...I meet him in the bar afterwards..." He mumbles, his face slowly deepening as he continues.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I ask, giving him a cocky smile. He gave me a half-hearted smile, shrugged his shoulders.
"Afraid I guess..." He tells me, "Thought you might hate me..." I laugh and Ryan blushes once again.
"Dude, what the hell? I'm your best friend, I don't care, as long as your happy man!" I cry, giving my friend a one armed hug. But what I don't do is tell him...tell him that I'm gay too...its all part of my plan see, I can look more innocent, a normal guy with a beautiful girlfriend, maybe married with a kid or two...
"Thanks man," Ryan tells me, stirring me from my thoughts, "Hey, did you know Novak, that friend of yours from way back, is in town? Maybe you guys should catch up..?" He suggests as he walks from the room. Catch up? Oh there will be catching up to do...for me at least, for once I catch up to Novak, my plan goes into action.
First on my hit list, Brandon Novak...
What did you guys think? Oh, and why I'm here, is anyone going to any of the following, I am, and It'd be nice to meet some of you guys, or at least, know your near!
Give it A Name (HIM headlining) - Friday, April 27th - Earls Court, London
'Cradle Of Filth'-Sunday April 29th - Cambridge Corn Extange
'Get In The Ring (Metal Hammer), TUESDAY 8TH MARCH (NEXT WEEK) HAMMERSMITH PALAIS