1992 - Woodbridge, New Jersey
The Keep The Faith world tour had finaly came to an end. After touring to all over the world and visited 37 contries and performed 177 shows they are coming back home. Sure all of them had missed their families and their wifes whose who were married. Richie and Tico weren't that lucky yet.
They were all sitting in the Bon Jovi jet waiting to touch the ground. They were all tiried but exited to see their families after all these months. Richie was sitting and was starring out of the window. "Hey Rich everything fine?" Jon asked him notising him. "Yeah, everything is fine, why are you asking?" "You seemed so lost!" "Not lost just tiried and this flight is fucking endless!" Richie answered. "Yeah, i can agree with that! So, what are you gonna do back home?" "Sleep, see my parents! You know the usual! I want to work on some songs for my solo! I'm gonna be a little busy!" "Keep your mind working!" Jon said meanning what Richie had thought.
"Jon i've told you i've overcome Cher!" "I know you do but i want to be sure!" "Whatever!" Richie said and turned his head on the other side. It's been over a year that Cher told him one day that this relationship was going anywhere. She left him alone in a hotel room heartbroken.
The Bon Jovi jet landed to the New Jersey airport. All of them left the jet and headed to where cars were waiting fro them. Richie said goodbye to his 'brothers' and got in the car. He told the driver to drive him home to Woodbridge. The route didn't take long. There was no traffic in the road. Richie was looking forward to see his parents again. He wanted to suprised them. he told them that he was coming home in three days and not in two.
The driver pulled to the driveway and stoped outside of the Sambora house. Richie paid the driver and took his suitace. He walked the few stairs and left his suitace down. He rung the bell and waited. A few seconds later the woman he loved the most opened the door. "Richard?" Joan asked suprised. Her son was the last person she was exepting to see. "Hey ma!" Richie answered and hugged his mother. "Come in, it's cold out there!" Joan said and Richie took his suitace and walked in his house.
He found his father sitting on his favorite spot, next to the fireplace. "Richard? What a suprise?" Adam said and went to hug his only son. "You're not happy to see me?" "Of corse and we are but we didn't exept you today! You said you're coming tommorow!" Adam answered. Richie took of his coat and left it on the top of the couch and sut.
"I told you a little lie......" "It's alright son! It's our pleasure to have you back here! But why you didn't go to your aprtement in New York?" Adam asked his son. "It was empty and i didn't want to sleep alone my first night back home! So, i came here! And i wanted to see you...." Richie replied.
They both heard Joan from the kitchen yelling "Dinner is served boys!" Adam and Richie got up from the couch and went to the kitchen. Entering the kitchen it was full of the smells of steak. "Mmmm steak, my favourite....." Richie said and sut on the chair. "This smells perfect!" Adam said and sut next to his son. "Thank you!" Joan answered and sut on the chair too.
"So, how was the tour son?" Adam opened the subject. "It was good like always!" "You seems to lost some weight! I hate when you're on the road! You guys don't eat healthy!" Joan said looking to her son eatting. "No, ma we're ok! We've been doing this for 9 years now!" Richie answered and ate a bite of his steak. "How are the guys with their wifies?" Adam asked again. He didn't really die to know but no one else was saying anything.
"They are all good! Oh Jon sent his greetings!" "Oh, so nice of him..." Joan said and smiled. She loved Jon from the first she saw her. "He's a good kid, a married one!" Adam said his thoughts. That was his wish. He wanted to see his son happy with a woman he deserves to be with. He wanted to be a granfather. He wanted to hold in his arms his grandchilder before he close his eyes.
Next to him Richie stop eatting. He knew what he father wanted. He was in his 30's alone. Richie wanted to be married too. He wanted to have childern, lots of children. But he wasn't luck at this point of his life. "I'm done! Can i go to my room? I'm tiried!" "But you didn't finished your dinner....." Joan start saying but Richie had already left the kitchen.
"You should be shamed Adam!" Joan slaped to her husband. "It's ok! He'll be fine." "You shouldn't have said this! You broke his little heart!" Joan said knowing how Richie was feeling. "I am not the one who broke his heart! That little bitch left my son....." Adam said aggressive. He didn't like Cher from the first he saw her. He knew deep inside that she was going to break his son's heart and she did.
"Adam don't talk like that!" "Joan are you kidding me? That woman broke our son's heart! She left a note saying him that was over and left him in the hotel room! And you tell me not to talk like that!" Adam said pissed. "Richard overcomed her!" "That is was he's saying! But i don't think he is!" Adam said and drunk a sip of his water.
Richie took his suitace and walked to the second floor. He walked to the end of the hallway and turned left to where his bedroom was. He left the suitace down to the floor and looked around to the room. It's been more than 5 years since the last time he slept in his bed. He saw that his mother didn't change the decoration to his room, the Beattles posters were still on the wall.
It was strange feeling seeing his first guitar. The one that his father took and gave the accordion. He stills remember that day like it was yesterday. He run his hand to the old desk and looked outside of the window. The neighborhood was the same since the day he left it. He singed when he remembered the first time he kissed the girl he was in love with in the High School. It was right there to the corner. He singed again and pulled from his pocket the pack of cigarretes. And he lighted one.
His father was right. After he broke up with Cher 4 years ago he didn't have relationship with any other woman. He could lie to his parents and friends but he couldn't lie to himself. He has not overcome Cher. He now understand why everyone was against of this realtionship at first place. And that prove them right.
He finished his cigarrete and sut on the bed and kicked off his boots. He opened the suitcase and wore a t-shirt and a pair of pants. Once he was dressed he heard a knock on his door. "Come in!" he answered and the door opened. Joan walked in. "Richard how many times i told you not to smocke on your bedroom!" she said a little pissed and she opened the window. "I'm sorry Ma!" Richie answered. "Anyway, do you want anything before i go to bed?" she asked her son. "No, i'm okay thanks! Do you need anything from me?" Richie answered back. "No, dear! If you need an another blanket in in the closet!" Joan informed him. "Yes, Ma i know! I lived in this house the half of my life you know!" "I know, i know! Is just i'm exited to have you back here even for a night!" Joan answered and smilied.
Richie had alrady lied to his bed and Joan sut next to him. "Don't pay attetion to what your father say! You have to think with that......" she said and pointed his heart "... and not with that!" she said and placed her hand to his head. "Good night Richard! See you in the morning!" she said and kissed his forehead. "Good night Ma!" Richie answered.
And that feeling again. He watched his mother turn off the lights and closed the door and felt like a teenager again. He was always feeling weird when he came back to his house after a long time. He ckecked his watch next to hm to the night stand. It was very late and he was very tiried. He closed his eyes and fall asleep.
About 5 hours later the phone rung in the Sambora house. Richie as he heard the phone ringing in the middle of the night he got up. Running down the stairs laki crazy he picked up the phone "Hello?" "Hey, Richie! It's me April!" the woman in the other side of the phone sound like David's wife and she was.
The Keep The Faith world tour had finaly came to an end. After touring to all over the world and visited 37 contries and performed 177 shows they are coming back home. Sure all of them had missed their families and their wifes whose who were married. Richie and Tico weren't that lucky yet.
They were all sitting in the Bon Jovi jet waiting to touch the ground. They were all tiried but exited to see their families after all these months. Richie was sitting and was starring out of the window. "Hey Rich everything fine?" Jon asked him notising him. "Yeah, everything is fine, why are you asking?" "You seemed so lost!" "Not lost just tiried and this flight is fucking endless!" Richie answered. "Yeah, i can agree with that! So, what are you gonna do back home?" "Sleep, see my parents! You know the usual! I want to work on some songs for my solo! I'm gonna be a little busy!" "Keep your mind working!" Jon said meanning what Richie had thought.
"Jon i've told you i've overcome Cher!" "I know you do but i want to be sure!" "Whatever!" Richie said and turned his head on the other side. It's been over a year that Cher told him one day that this relationship was going anywhere. She left him alone in a hotel room heartbroken.
The Bon Jovi jet landed to the New Jersey airport. All of them left the jet and headed to where cars were waiting fro them. Richie said goodbye to his 'brothers' and got in the car. He told the driver to drive him home to Woodbridge. The route didn't take long. There was no traffic in the road. Richie was looking forward to see his parents again. He wanted to suprised them. he told them that he was coming home in three days and not in two.
The driver pulled to the driveway and stoped outside of the Sambora house. Richie paid the driver and took his suitace. He walked the few stairs and left his suitace down. He rung the bell and waited. A few seconds later the woman he loved the most opened the door. "Richard?" Joan asked suprised. Her son was the last person she was exepting to see. "Hey ma!" Richie answered and hugged his mother. "Come in, it's cold out there!" Joan said and Richie took his suitace and walked in his house.
He found his father sitting on his favorite spot, next to the fireplace. "Richard? What a suprise?" Adam said and went to hug his only son. "You're not happy to see me?" "Of corse and we are but we didn't exept you today! You said you're coming tommorow!" Adam answered. Richie took of his coat and left it on the top of the couch and sut.
"I told you a little lie......" "It's alright son! It's our pleasure to have you back here! But why you didn't go to your aprtement in New York?" Adam asked his son. "It was empty and i didn't want to sleep alone my first night back home! So, i came here! And i wanted to see you...." Richie replied.
They both heard Joan from the kitchen yelling "Dinner is served boys!" Adam and Richie got up from the couch and went to the kitchen. Entering the kitchen it was full of the smells of steak. "Mmmm steak, my favourite....." Richie said and sut on the chair. "This smells perfect!" Adam said and sut next to his son. "Thank you!" Joan answered and sut on the chair too.
"So, how was the tour son?" Adam opened the subject. "It was good like always!" "You seems to lost some weight! I hate when you're on the road! You guys don't eat healthy!" Joan said looking to her son eatting. "No, ma we're ok! We've been doing this for 9 years now!" Richie answered and ate a bite of his steak. "How are the guys with their wifies?" Adam asked again. He didn't really die to know but no one else was saying anything.
"They are all good! Oh Jon sent his greetings!" "Oh, so nice of him..." Joan said and smiled. She loved Jon from the first she saw her. "He's a good kid, a married one!" Adam said his thoughts. That was his wish. He wanted to see his son happy with a woman he deserves to be with. He wanted to be a granfather. He wanted to hold in his arms his grandchilder before he close his eyes.
Next to him Richie stop eatting. He knew what he father wanted. He was in his 30's alone. Richie wanted to be married too. He wanted to have childern, lots of children. But he wasn't luck at this point of his life. "I'm done! Can i go to my room? I'm tiried!" "But you didn't finished your dinner....." Joan start saying but Richie had already left the kitchen.
"You should be shamed Adam!" Joan slaped to her husband. "It's ok! He'll be fine." "You shouldn't have said this! You broke his little heart!" Joan said knowing how Richie was feeling. "I am not the one who broke his heart! That little bitch left my son....." Adam said aggressive. He didn't like Cher from the first he saw her. He knew deep inside that she was going to break his son's heart and she did.
"Adam don't talk like that!" "Joan are you kidding me? That woman broke our son's heart! She left a note saying him that was over and left him in the hotel room! And you tell me not to talk like that!" Adam said pissed. "Richard overcomed her!" "That is was he's saying! But i don't think he is!" Adam said and drunk a sip of his water.
Richie took his suitace and walked to the second floor. He walked to the end of the hallway and turned left to where his bedroom was. He left the suitace down to the floor and looked around to the room. It's been more than 5 years since the last time he slept in his bed. He saw that his mother didn't change the decoration to his room, the Beattles posters were still on the wall.
It was strange feeling seeing his first guitar. The one that his father took and gave the accordion. He stills remember that day like it was yesterday. He run his hand to the old desk and looked outside of the window. The neighborhood was the same since the day he left it. He singed when he remembered the first time he kissed the girl he was in love with in the High School. It was right there to the corner. He singed again and pulled from his pocket the pack of cigarretes. And he lighted one.
His father was right. After he broke up with Cher 4 years ago he didn't have relationship with any other woman. He could lie to his parents and friends but he couldn't lie to himself. He has not overcome Cher. He now understand why everyone was against of this realtionship at first place. And that prove them right.
He finished his cigarrete and sut on the bed and kicked off his boots. He opened the suitcase and wore a t-shirt and a pair of pants. Once he was dressed he heard a knock on his door. "Come in!" he answered and the door opened. Joan walked in. "Richard how many times i told you not to smocke on your bedroom!" she said a little pissed and she opened the window. "I'm sorry Ma!" Richie answered. "Anyway, do you want anything before i go to bed?" she asked her son. "No, i'm okay thanks! Do you need anything from me?" Richie answered back. "No, dear! If you need an another blanket in in the closet!" Joan informed him. "Yes, Ma i know! I lived in this house the half of my life you know!" "I know, i know! Is just i'm exited to have you back here even for a night!" Joan answered and smilied.
Richie had alrady lied to his bed and Joan sut next to him. "Don't pay attetion to what your father say! You have to think with that......" she said and pointed his heart "... and not with that!" she said and placed her hand to his head. "Good night Richard! See you in the morning!" she said and kissed his forehead. "Good night Ma!" Richie answered.
And that feeling again. He watched his mother turn off the lights and closed the door and felt like a teenager again. He was always feeling weird when he came back to his house after a long time. He ckecked his watch next to hm to the night stand. It was very late and he was very tiried. He closed his eyes and fall asleep.
About 5 hours later the phone rung in the Sambora house. Richie as he heard the phone ringing in the middle of the night he got up. Running down the stairs laki crazy he picked up the phone "Hello?" "Hey, Richie! It's me April!" the woman in the other side of the phone sound like David's wife and she was.
Interesting start. Why is April calling Richie I'm the middle of the night?
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