No More Rain, Chapter Five [Q&A]
I have had so much fun writing No More Rain, and I am very sad it’ll be ending soon. On Valentine’s Day, I will premiere the final installment with a special treat. Enjoy this chapter.
Colt and I talked on the way to the liquor store about his moving in with me. I was still welcoming to the idea, though he was reluctant to give up his own place.
“It’ll be fine,” I reassured him. “I’d like it if you’d move in with me. Nox would like it, too.”
“I don’t want you to get annoyed with me,” Colt said. “I don’t want to be thrown out and have nowhere to go again.”
“Again,” I inquired, stopping in my tracks. Leaves began rustling as a gust of wind picked up. Unusual weather for Texas, especially in January. No longer were we subjected to warm winters.
Colt shifted, uncomfortable by what I asked. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. Shrugging, Colt ignored me and walked on.
“Hey,” I screamed, struggling to reach his quickened pace. “Don’t ignore me.”
“The last time I moved in with someone, they threw me out. I was too…gross. Bad habits. I’m messy and I don’t clean up and —.”
“Shut up,” I laughed. “I know all of this. You practically live with me. I’ve seen you use the bathroom with the door wide open. I’ve done your disgusting laundry that was left on the floor for days. I can handle it.”
Colt stopped in his tracks, lifting me into the air as he hugged me. Despite doing this many times since we began dating, I loved it. He spun me around and around until we both got dizzy. As we stumbled to the liquor store, I phoned Dani.
“What kind of wine do you want,” I asked, picking up various vodka bottles and tossing them into the cart.
“I don’t drink anymore,” Dani stated. “I quit.”
“Then why the fuck am I buying all these bottles,” I yelled. “Shane said bring alcohol. I assumed most of it was for you!”
“You do realize it was Shane that asked you to bring it,” Dani retorted. “I’ve been sober for a while now. But buy a lot, we’re having a crowded night.”
I groaned and ended the call. If Dani was going to be sober, the party would be no fun. He was the fun kind of alcoholic – always up for a good time, rarely passing out, never puking. Him and Shane were party animals, the kind that Robbie loved inviting over and causing mayhem.
“Fuck,” I sighed.
“What’s wrong,” Colt asked, examining jugs of moonshine.
“Daniel is sober,” I whined. “Sobriety is the worst.”
“Maybe he thinks it will get that guy back into his life,” Colt suggested.
“But Dani loves to drink,” I said. “He’s never not drank.”
“Consider this,” Colt offered, “Maybe he wants that guy to believe he’s changed from his partying ways. You’ve even mentioned that when you served them free drinks, Daniel’s boyfriend refused.”
“Not his boyfriend,” I corrected. Now that Colt shed some light on Dani’s sudden alcohol free life, it made perfect sense. Despite the fact that Daniel’s liver would remain mostly intact, I groaned at the thought of having to babysit his depression.
“Fuck,” I repeated. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck.”
“Calm down,” Colt chided me. “He’ll be fine. You’ll be fine. We’ll have a nice time at the party.”
“Will we,” I inquired, tossing another bottle of vodka into the basket.
“Yes! We can go drop this off at Dani’s apartment and you can introduce me for the first time,” Colt said.
“Fuck,” I moaned.
I grudgingly paid for the copious amounts of alcohol we were going to consume this coming weekend. Colt carried the bags as I fumed about Dani.
“Why do you care so much about him,” Colt asked. “I’m starting to get jealous.”
“He’s going to hurt himself,” I whispered. “If he’s not drinking, his mind will be on one thing only: Nathan. He’s going to break his own heart and if he started drinking, his problems would temporarily be gone. But if he’s sober, he’s going to focus on him.”
The thought of Nathan’s name was sour in my mouth. Over the years, I grew to love Dani. I teased him endlessly, but I would never let someone break him. I could tell every time we talked, his voice seemed like it was about to crack and his upbeat demeanor was covering for his hurt. But he never let on how much he was hurting inside.
“I know you don’t want him to get hurt,” Colt said, holding my hand. “That’s part of romance. You take a leap of faith and journey into something new. It may go right, it may go wrong. Look at us! We’ve only known each other a few weeks and I’m about to move in with you. It’s a sudden move, but I’m confident it’ll work out. Just like Dani has to work out his own problems.”
I wasn’t sure if I agreed but I let go of this conversation. Colt stayed silent as we walked back to our apartment. We packed the bottles into the trunk of his car and drove off to Dani and Shane’s house.
“About time you assholes brought what I asked for,” Shane said, greedily snatching the bottles from Colt.
“Don’t be shitty,” a voice echoed from down the hall. I looked around and saw Dani sitting on the sofa, eagerly checking his phone for any missed calls. “I’m Micah!”
A gorgeous figure stepped out from the darkened hallway and smiled. I looked at Colt who was also enchanted by this stranger.
“I’m Rain,” I introduced myself, grinning like a schoolboy. “This is Colt, my boyfriend.”
“I’m Shane’s boyfriend,” Micah grinned. “At least for now.”
“You’re also my pain in the ass,” Shane joked. “I neglected to mention I’ve been seeing this asshole for a few months. All thanks to Dani.”
I looked to Dani, waiting for some kind of explanation. The distant boy seemed intent on his phone, as if he were willing it to show a new message.
“Dani interviewed me for that local paper,” Micah said, taking a seat. “Shane started flirting and one thing led to another, here I am.”
“Why,” Shane screeched. “Don’t you have a concert to play? A guitar to restring? Anything?”
Colt suppressed a laugh and bent over.
“How the hell do you even find someone to date,” I asked. Shane’s rudeness to his boyfriend baffled me. “I mean, you are the worst person ever.”
“He really is,” Micah echoed my statement. “I’ve done worse though.”
“Something tells me this is the best Shane will ever get,” Colt said, waiting for Shane to comment.
“At least I’m not having sloppy seconds,” Shane fired back.
The room went quiet. I blushed, embarrassed by the revelation of my former fling with Shane. Colt balled up his fist. Micah ignored everything his boyfriend said, and Dani looked at everyone.
Then he started laughing. We all joined in. Colt’s anger dissipated, Micah broke into a grin, and even Shane cracked a smile. I had to laugh too.
A few readers submitted questions and I was more than happy to answer them on here.
Alex asks: Did the song you titled the story after inspire you as far as the actual content?
Okay, so pretty much every story I write relating to Lucky is named after a Kylie song. Sometimes I name it for fun, sometimes I have an idea and I’ll pick the song that comes closest to the content. Like for Lucky, I obviously chose “I Should Be So Lucky” because Dani was an unlucky in love individual. For No More Rain, I’m aiming for it to be an optimistic approach to romance. For Golden Boy, I’ve had this idea that the people the main characters fall in love with, the person they fall for is their golden boy, the one that makes their day.
Do you draw inspiration from your own life and people you know?
The majority of it is inspired by my own love life. Endless crushes, terrible flings, they contribute to my work. Daniel’s romance with Nathan mirrored my own with a boy in the UK, which ended in tears. Rain’s life doesn’t reflect my own, though he is based on a friend of mine. Granted, Rain is probably a lot nicer. I write about real people, and then fictionalize them to a point where I feel they take on a life of their own. As Jackie Collins says, the truth is much stranger than fiction. And the people I base it off are peculiar.
What is your revision process?
I’m probably going to give horrible advice for a revising process because I absolutely hate it! I tend to write for a period of time, and then go back and edit it. If I like it, I’ll probably skip revising but read it over and over until I think it’s perfect. I read it out loud, have others take a gander at what my latest project is, and at the end of the day, if I don’t hate it, it’s going to be kept.
Mikey asks: It’s obvious your writing is inspired by in real life people. Do the people know they’re the subjects of the stories?
Some people do know they’re the reason behind some characters. Shane is based on one of my best friends, and it is always a blast going up to my friend and revealing what Shane does. I can’t decide who is actually worse: Shane or said friend. Like above, Rain is based on a friend of mine and both he and the real-life Shane are antagonizing towards each other so it makes it more fun to write about it. For the romance portion, Nathan was based on a former flame of mine. I fell head over heels but things didn’t work out. Writing Lucky was a way of coping with the loss, and it turned into a beautiful book. For my upcoming book, Golden Boy, I took inspiration from various romances in my life. I can guarantee it will be full of love and drama with the characters echoing out parts of my life.
What’s your relationship with them today? How did they react when you told them or shared with them your stories?
This is a tough one to answer. Some people do know they’re the basis for a few characters. Others, I haven’t told them because things may get fickle. But for the most part, those behind Rain and Shane are very pleased with their fictional counterparts. I’ve sent them rough copies and their commentary was not what I expected. From the sex scenes to antagonizing Dani, they each had hilarious and positive remarks about it. As for the others, such as Micah, Colt, and Nathan, I don’t plan to reveal the inspiration for them publicly.