No More Rain, Chapter Six [Free Download]
No More Rain has come to an end. I had an amazing time writing it; I loved exploring Rain and Colt’s romance and friendship. It sparked a rejuvenation in resuming my creative writing for another story. I am very fortunate to have Sensible Reason host the series, and as a token of my gratitude I will be issuing out a free download via Goodreads and Noisetrade with a chapter from my next project, Golden Boy. Above you can hear a soundtrack created with a friend of mine. We spent a few hours debating on what songs suited the story overall and were satisfied with the final result.
There I was, sitting on Dani’s bed fuming. It was hours before the party was to start and he had managed to trick me into coming early to help set up. He begged for Colt to come put up his new Kylie poster, which Colt was ecstatic about seeing. When we arrived, Dani put me to work in setting up tables for food and drinks.
“How are you enjoying this,” I asked, falling backwards and covering my face with the pillow.
“Have you not seen his collection,” Colt countered. He thumbed through Dani’s collection of Kylie memorabilia while the two reminisced about the singer’s discography. “It’s amazing!”
Dani huffed and joined me on the bed.
“You know you love me,” he said innocently.
“Not enough to sit through one more hour of hearing five different versions of ‘Can’t Get You Out of My Head’ being played one after the other,” I screamed into the pillow.
“Blame Shane,” Dani sighed. “I didn’t want to have the party.”
“Then why did you let him,” I asked, raising the pillow off to get a good look at his expression.
“I don’t know,” he answered.
The way he said it made my heart ache. I knew he wanted the partying lifestyle to die down so he could show what a mature man he was. But he wasn’t a man. He wasn’t even a child. He was lost somewhere in between the two. We all were. I reached for his hand and he instantly pulled it away.
“I’m gonna go do something,” Dani trailed off and crept out of the room.
I debated on following him but decided against when I heard Shane yelling at him. Colt even stopped drooling over the immaculate Kylie collection and listened to what was going on.
“Quit being a sad fuck,” Shane screamed. “Drink! Smoke! Do something but quit being so fucking sad.”
Dani never said a thing but we could hear him crying in the kitchen now. Shane continued to yell and stomped off to his room. Colt and I looked at each other and shrugged.
“Should we do something,” I whispered.
“No,” Colt answered. “Daniel has to come to terms with his situation. Shane needs to realize he can’t force his best friend to move on. No matter what we say, they’re going to do what they want until it hits them.”
I agreed and joined Colt in looking at Dani’s collection.
“What’s your favorite song,” Colt asked as he browsed the records protected in a plastic sleeve.
“I don’t know,” I sighed, annoyed with what was about to happen.
“I bet it’s this song!”
Colt removed X from its case and looked around until he saw Daniel’s mini-stereo. He skipped the songs until he came across the eighth track. A dreamy silence dawned on us before Kylie came on.
“I hate you,” I muttered.
“You love me,” Colt laughed, kissing me on the cheek. I tried turning off the music only to have my hand slapped away.
I relented and returned to the bed. As I waited for more guests to arrive so I could escape Kylie, I smelled a sweet aroma wafting from the kitchen.
“Smells like vanilla,” Colt commented, dancing around the room.
“Oh no,” I groaned and left the room. I walked down the hall to Shane’s room and pounded on the door.
“Say you’re sorry,” I screamed. “Say it you motherfucker.”
“No,” Shane screamed from the other side. “You talk to him. I can’t right now.”
I hit the door and walked to where Daniel was. He hummed to himself as he made French toast.
“Smells good in here,” I noted.
“Thank you,” Dani whispered, not turning around to face me. “I used vanilla extract in the mixture.”
I sat on the counter as Dani finished cooking.
“The last time I made this…it was a few days before my date with him. I made tons for Shane and Aiden and me. It was a nice breakfast. We haven’t had it since then.” Dani looked at me, forcing a sad smile.
“Do you want to talk,” I asked.
“You gonna be okay?”
“No,” Dani answered, tears forming in his eyes.
Before I could say anything else, Daniel tossed the meal into the garbage. He threw the pan onto the stove and walked to the living room. I heard a sob escape from him. It hurt too much being here. I walked back to Dani’s room and hugged Colt.
“Should we leave,” Colt inquired.
“No,” I sighed. “We can’t leave them.”
Colt led me to the bed and we snuggled against each other. He kissed my forehead and reached around me. I assumed he was going to hold me but he reached on the nightstand for the remote to the stereo. He pressed play and Kylie revved up once more.
“No one can be sad listening to Kylie,” Colt smiled.
I didn’t argue but let the warmth of her wash over me. He was right, but I wasn’t going to admit it to him. We stayed like that for a while; Kylie playing and us remaining perfectly still. The door was open so Dani and Shane could hear the music too.
The doorbell disturbed our moment. Guests Dani and Shane invited trickled in, and the two put on their friendliest – and fakest – smiles. They graciously served everyone alcohol and food, even dancing when music came on. Everyone else was unaware of the fight earlier, and the one that was still brewing.
Tired of saying hi to everyone, I dragged Colt back into Dani’s room. He thumbed over his extensive shrine to Kylie and greedily smiled.
“Butterfly,” I said aloud. Colt turned to face me with a confused look on his face. I repeated myself again. “Butterfly. It’s my favorite song.”
A big grin appeared on his face.
“I knew you had a favorite song,” he teased.
“Shut up,” I smiled. “It reminds me of you. Of us.”
Colt kissed me. His hands traveled over my shirt and began unbuttoning it.
“What is it about parties that make you do this,” I questioned him, raising my arms as he removed my undershirt.
“It’s fun,” he replied, leaning down to kiss my neck.
“Yes,” I agreed. Colt pushed me onto the bed and his kisses traveled lower. I let out a giggle and could feel him smiling as his lips continued down south.
I wanted to tell him so much in this moment. Our love was a quick affair, but I never doubted for a minute it was anything but love. Colt returned to kiss me where his lips lingered. His eyes stared into mine and I remembered the first night we met. His eyes locked onto mine and we spent the entire night talking until we fell asleep.
“I love you,” I said, pulling him closer.
“I love you,” Colt repeated.
I was happy.