Friday morning found david sitting in his room waiting for the doctor. After almost two long weeks he was ready to go home. April was sitting right next to him. Richie and Jon were standing next to each other. Richie had his hands on his pockets while Jon crossed his arms on his chest. Time to time Jon was looking at Richie and he was smiling. David on the other side of the room he was watching them but he didn't say anything.
"Richie are you okay?" April asked him. She has an amizing talent kowing when someone was in deep thinking. And Richie was. He raised his head and looked at her. "Yeah, i'm fine." he answered. "So, you'll tonight in the house to selebrate that Dave is okay?"
Richie looked at David. He felt like he was in the middle on nowhere and there are only two roads in front of him, one on the right and one on the left. He recall the conversation he had with Kate's father in the morning. He had invited them the very same night in his house for dinner. And on the other hand there is David. He's his best friend, his bandmate. He's been throught Hell right after the Tour finished. He wanted to be with David after what happend but he also wanted to be with Kate's family.
The other three were keep looking at him. Richie sighed knowing he has to tell them. "I don't know. Kate's father invited us in his house tonight." he said. "You too are going fast." Jon jumped in. "Maybe, i guess. We had and our first fight." "Richie everybody fights. It's very normal." David said. "I know. I know. It was my fault. She didn't do anything." Richie answered. "Did she forgave you?" the only woman in the room asked. "She did, eventually." "She's a good person, Richie." David said. He meanted it. Kate had been his doctor since he got in the hospital and her actions were way more that kindness.
"I know, David. That's why i don't know what to do." Richie moved and sut on a chair. "You should be with Kate. I remember when i met April's father..." David laughed at that memory while April was looking at him. "You should go, you'll see my face for the rest of oyur life. You have the night off." David turned to Richie. "Are you sure, Dave?" Richie asked back. "Sure like Hell." he answered and smiled.
Richie stood up and highed five with David. "You move your ass of my room and go buy something good." David didn't give up. "I have clothes." Richie told him. "Have you been in your closet resently? He is a well-known doctor!" "And i am a well-known rock star." Richie answered. "Rich please don't do anything stupid. David is right. Go find Kate. She knows her father." Jon jumped in. "Yeah, you got a point." Richie thought out loud. "Thank you guys!" he turned to them. "I have to go now." he added. "Good luck for tonight." david wished him as Richie closed the door behind him.
Kate was sitting on her desk checking some results when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in." she said without looking away from the file. "Helen, please go check on Mr Jackson." she said and looked at the door where Richie was standing instead of Helen. "What are you doing here?" she asked him and left the file on her desk. "I just wanted to see you." Richie answered. He moved closer and kissed her. "How do you remember the office?" she asked when they broke apart.
"Do you think i don't know where your office is? I have a very good memory my darlin'." he answered. "Have you spoken with your father lately?" Richie asked and sut on a chair. "No, not really. Why?" "I thought he'd called you already." he paused and looked at her. "This morning he came to my apartement. And he invited us to his house tonight." "Are you kidding me?" Kate almost screamed. "No, i am not." "Great!" Kate answered furiusly as she was walking across the office.
"Kate can you please calm down? Is not the end of the world." "You don't know my father, Richie." she answered. "You haven't see him." she turned her back on him trying to think what she'll do next. "I did see him." he answered with low voice. Kate turned slowly. "What do you mean you saw him?" she asked. "He came to my place this morning and we talked. He did a test on me. He said he had people follwing me and he knows everything about me." "We are all dead!"
"I didn't finish Kate." "And? You're a rock star Richie! Every rock star has a bad past." "And that's what you think about me too?" he asked back. "No, of course not." Kate almost yelled this time. She was looking at Richie regreting what she said before. "I am sorry. I shouldn't had said that." she told him and walked closer. She hugged him. He hugged her back. "It's not your fault Kate. It's what i do." Richie answered.
Kate pulled away and looked at him. "Richie there is none to blame.I love you for what you are and not what you do." she was looking deep in the chocolate brown eyes of his as her hands gently cover his waist. He pulled her close and placed and gentle but yet passionate kiss on her mouth. That's what she loves about him, he kows when actions are better than words.
"So, that means we are going?" Richie asked when they broke apart. "Of coirse and we are going. He ants to meet you." she answered. "Okay. There is one more thing." Richie started. "What should i wear?" Kate was starring at him. "What do you mean? What you usually wear, obviously." "You wouldn't say that if you have seen my closet." he said and laughed. "Nah, just wear i pear of jeans, the best you have and a shirt with be okay, i think." she told while she was looking at him from bottom to top.
"Maybe i can wear a suit." "What? But you never wear suits. You hate them." Kate answered. "I don't hate them. There are not my first choice, that's all." he replied. "When was the last time you wear a suit?" Kate asked him not knowing if she wanted to hear the answer. "In Jon's wedding in 1989." "Oh..." "But i still have it!" "You will not meet the President. Just my father." Kate answered. "Trust me when i met the President i was wearing jeans."
Kate looked at him. "What? Meeting your father is much more important to me that meeting the President." She smiled while she was thinking that her brother and father only see the way he is making money to live and not who he truly is. That's what pisses her off the most. They didn't gave him a chance. They only judge by the cover and not for the inside.
"Okay you can wear whatever you want." she gave up on this. Richie smiled. "I'll pick up at seven, is that okay?" "Sounds good." "I'll leave you to work. See you tonight." he said and kissed her goodbye. Kate saw Richie walking away. There was something about him that made her miss him already. Maybe is the chemistry they both have, she thought. Or she was deeply in love with him.
Richie parkeked outside of Kate's house. In a few seconds he rung the bell ring. He fixed his suit, hoping he was looking good, not to himself but to Kate and her family. Kate opened the door wearing a black dress. "Hey, you look gorgeous!" he told her with eyes opened. "Thank you" she replied and closed the door. She looked back at him one more time. She wanted to see him again with this suit. "And you look really..." she was keep staring at him and no words came out of her mouth. She had never felt like this with any other man.
"Really?" he looked her in the eyes. He wasn't sure what she ment. "Really hot." His face lighted up. He had heard those words many times from different women. But none of them said it like Kate did. That moment something changed inside him. "Shall we my lady?" he asked her and took her hand. Once they sut in Richie asked "Do you remember where it is, right?" "Of course and i do. Please drive now and i'll tell you." Kate answered.
After some driving minutes they finally arrived at Kate's house. Richie parked next to the machive doors. He was looking the property like he had never seen a house before. Kate saw him and asked "Let's go inside." Richie looked at it one more time before Kate rung the bell.
They wait a few seconds and then the doors opened. Kate looked again at Richie who was lost. "Be yourself." she told him and took his hand. Together they walked hand in hand all the sidewalk. Richie was more exited to be there than Kate which was her house. As they were walking closer to the main house Kate was praying and hoping that everything will be alright.
A batler was wating for them in the door. "Hello mrs Jones. Mr Sambora. Please follow me." he said and Richie with Kate did as he told them. They walked in a long coridor decorated with unique paintings from famous painters. Richie was thinking he was in a museum or something like that. The batler walked them in the great dining room, which was decorated like the rest of the house.
Kate's father was sitting next to the fireplace. When he saw them he got up and walked to their side. "Kate, Richie please come in." he said. They young couple walked in as the batler closed the door to give them some privacy. "Are you ready for dinner? Jackson will be there in a minute." Timothy said as they three of them sut in the dinner table.
"You didn't say Jackson will be there." Kate told him when they sut. Her father sut on the top, while Kate and Richie sut on the left side leaving the right side to Jackson. "It's a family dinner Cathrine. What made you think that your brother will be absent?" her father asked her.
The french doors opened and Jackson came in wearing a suit like his father. "I am sorry delay, i have some paper work to do." her 28 year old brother said and sut next to his father. "Kate is good to have you back." he looked at her with looking the man who was sitting next to her. Richie didn't mind. he thought it will be better if Jackson doesn't talk to him. But Kate has a different opinion. "I am not alone Jackson. You remember Richie?" she looked at her brother.
Jackson looked at the suited man next to his sister. He had never thought that a rock star will ever wear a suit like this one. Of course and he will never admit it in front of them. "Oh yes. Richie boy." Jackson looked at Richie with a contemptuous look. Richie didn't want to start a fight in favor of Kate. So he remeaned silent. Kate looked at him and felt that he didn't answer in order not to pick up a fihgt with her brother. She placed her right hand on his knee showing him that Jackson was annoying her too.
Timothy watched the scene and felt that was the right moment to bring the food. He called a batler and in a few minutes the dinner was served. They were eatting in silence when Jackson asked "So, Richie where do you live?" Jackson wasn't stupid, instead he was very smart and good at reading people. He knew what he said before pissed his sister but Richie didn't say a thing. "I live in New York." he answered. "New Yorker huh?" Jackson asked again.
"No, i am from Woodbridge, New Jersey." Richie answered. He was proud about that. "Hmm." Jackson replied and shaked his head. Kate looked at her little brother with not a plesant look. "What is it Kate?" Jackson asked her. "Stop asking him questions!" "I thought he came here to meet each other." he turned on Richie. "Right Richie?" "Yes." he answered.
Jackson took a sip of his red wine. "Have you studied anything or you just play the guitar?" "I went to College for two years to study psycology but was too much for me and i came back." Richie answered. "You give up very easily Richie, don't you?" "Psycoligy wasn't his thing. He is one of the best guitarists on the planet." Kate jumped in. She wanted to make Jackson asking his annoying questions. She knew what he had in mind but she won't let him.
"Still, even a guitarist is way more worth it that a guitarist with a diploma." Jackson was like a lion on a hunting mood. He loved so much playing around with him. It was an easy target. He will accept everything he says just make Kate happy.
"It must be really cool to be a rock star. I mean there are lots of women who will die to have you for one night." Richie froze. "What does he want me to say?" he thought. "I don't know. Maybe." he tried. "You know i've never expected my sister to date a rock star, it's too bad for her reptutation, but if she doesn't mind other women around your legs is fine by me." Jackson added. "Jackson stop it!" "Shut up you bitch! Men are talking!"
Okay that was it. The puck came to shove. Richie got angry now. "If you ever talk to her like this again you'll have to deal with me." he told him with voice hard as a stone. "I will call my sister whatever i want do you understand or do i have to draw it for you?" Jackson attacked again.
Kate left her fork next to the plate and got Richie's hand. "We are leaving." "Oh come on. He's so good pretending to be nice. He even wear a suit to impress us! But guess what rock star these kind of staff doesn't work here!" they all got up.
"Your mother must has been an amazing woman but she did one mistake, she didn't teach her son some manners." Richie finally spoke. He didn't say a word like this one before but he had to defent Kate.
Jackson looked at Richie and walked in front of him "You son of a bitch don't talk this way for my mother. You don't know her you asshole!" he yelled in front of his face. "You see you are proving it again." Richie answered.
"Watch your language boy! You came in my house to offend my son and the memory of my wife?" Timothy jumped in. He was silent before but he has to make things straight. "You all dressed up with a suit trying to change your image and what we will think about you. You didn't even finish College and you think that i will let my only daughter to date a guy like you? Who do you think you are?" Timothy added. He was angry about all these that happend tonight.
"What did you just say to him?" was now Kate's turn to attack. "You don't know a shit about him and you're talking to him like that? I thought you were men not little girls! Don't try to bother us again or i swear to God i'll call the police!" Kate told them looking to her father and brother.
"Let's go Richie!" turned to Richie who was just standing there not knowing what to do or say. Kate grabbed his hand and together they walked out of house and then the property.
Kate was about to open the door of the car but Richie turned and hugged her tight hopping her broken pieces will come back together. She didn't say a word but that was exactly what she was needed. "Let's get out of here." he whispered in her ear.
"Richie are you okay?" April asked him. She has an amizing talent kowing when someone was in deep thinking. And Richie was. He raised his head and looked at her. "Yeah, i'm fine." he answered. "So, you'll tonight in the house to selebrate that Dave is okay?"
Richie looked at David. He felt like he was in the middle on nowhere and there are only two roads in front of him, one on the right and one on the left. He recall the conversation he had with Kate's father in the morning. He had invited them the very same night in his house for dinner. And on the other hand there is David. He's his best friend, his bandmate. He's been throught Hell right after the Tour finished. He wanted to be with David after what happend but he also wanted to be with Kate's family.
The other three were keep looking at him. Richie sighed knowing he has to tell them. "I don't know. Kate's father invited us in his house tonight." he said. "You too are going fast." Jon jumped in. "Maybe, i guess. We had and our first fight." "Richie everybody fights. It's very normal." David said. "I know. I know. It was my fault. She didn't do anything." Richie answered. "Did she forgave you?" the only woman in the room asked. "She did, eventually." "She's a good person, Richie." David said. He meanted it. Kate had been his doctor since he got in the hospital and her actions were way more that kindness.
"I know, David. That's why i don't know what to do." Richie moved and sut on a chair. "You should be with Kate. I remember when i met April's father..." David laughed at that memory while April was looking at him. "You should go, you'll see my face for the rest of oyur life. You have the night off." David turned to Richie. "Are you sure, Dave?" Richie asked back. "Sure like Hell." he answered and smiled.
Richie stood up and highed five with David. "You move your ass of my room and go buy something good." David didn't give up. "I have clothes." Richie told him. "Have you been in your closet resently? He is a well-known doctor!" "And i am a well-known rock star." Richie answered. "Rich please don't do anything stupid. David is right. Go find Kate. She knows her father." Jon jumped in. "Yeah, you got a point." Richie thought out loud. "Thank you guys!" he turned to them. "I have to go now." he added. "Good luck for tonight." david wished him as Richie closed the door behind him.
Kate was sitting on her desk checking some results when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in." she said without looking away from the file. "Helen, please go check on Mr Jackson." she said and looked at the door where Richie was standing instead of Helen. "What are you doing here?" she asked him and left the file on her desk. "I just wanted to see you." Richie answered. He moved closer and kissed her. "How do you remember the office?" she asked when they broke apart.
"Do you think i don't know where your office is? I have a very good memory my darlin'." he answered. "Have you spoken with your father lately?" Richie asked and sut on a chair. "No, not really. Why?" "I thought he'd called you already." he paused and looked at her. "This morning he came to my apartement. And he invited us to his house tonight." "Are you kidding me?" Kate almost screamed. "No, i am not." "Great!" Kate answered furiusly as she was walking across the office.
"Kate can you please calm down? Is not the end of the world." "You don't know my father, Richie." she answered. "You haven't see him." she turned her back on him trying to think what she'll do next. "I did see him." he answered with low voice. Kate turned slowly. "What do you mean you saw him?" she asked. "He came to my place this morning and we talked. He did a test on me. He said he had people follwing me and he knows everything about me." "We are all dead!"
"I didn't finish Kate." "And? You're a rock star Richie! Every rock star has a bad past." "And that's what you think about me too?" he asked back. "No, of course not." Kate almost yelled this time. She was looking at Richie regreting what she said before. "I am sorry. I shouldn't had said that." she told him and walked closer. She hugged him. He hugged her back. "It's not your fault Kate. It's what i do." Richie answered.
Kate pulled away and looked at him. "Richie there is none to blame.I love you for what you are and not what you do." she was looking deep in the chocolate brown eyes of his as her hands gently cover his waist. He pulled her close and placed and gentle but yet passionate kiss on her mouth. That's what she loves about him, he kows when actions are better than words.
"So, that means we are going?" Richie asked when they broke apart. "Of coirse and we are going. He ants to meet you." she answered. "Okay. There is one more thing." Richie started. "What should i wear?" Kate was starring at him. "What do you mean? What you usually wear, obviously." "You wouldn't say that if you have seen my closet." he said and laughed. "Nah, just wear i pear of jeans, the best you have and a shirt with be okay, i think." she told while she was looking at him from bottom to top.
"Maybe i can wear a suit." "What? But you never wear suits. You hate them." Kate answered. "I don't hate them. There are not my first choice, that's all." he replied. "When was the last time you wear a suit?" Kate asked him not knowing if she wanted to hear the answer. "In Jon's wedding in 1989." "Oh..." "But i still have it!" "You will not meet the President. Just my father." Kate answered. "Trust me when i met the President i was wearing jeans."
Kate looked at him. "What? Meeting your father is much more important to me that meeting the President." She smiled while she was thinking that her brother and father only see the way he is making money to live and not who he truly is. That's what pisses her off the most. They didn't gave him a chance. They only judge by the cover and not for the inside.
"Okay you can wear whatever you want." she gave up on this. Richie smiled. "I'll pick up at seven, is that okay?" "Sounds good." "I'll leave you to work. See you tonight." he said and kissed her goodbye. Kate saw Richie walking away. There was something about him that made her miss him already. Maybe is the chemistry they both have, she thought. Or she was deeply in love with him.
Richie parkeked outside of Kate's house. In a few seconds he rung the bell ring. He fixed his suit, hoping he was looking good, not to himself but to Kate and her family. Kate opened the door wearing a black dress. "Hey, you look gorgeous!" he told her with eyes opened. "Thank you" she replied and closed the door. She looked back at him one more time. She wanted to see him again with this suit. "And you look really..." she was keep staring at him and no words came out of her mouth. She had never felt like this with any other man.
"Really?" he looked her in the eyes. He wasn't sure what she ment. "Really hot." His face lighted up. He had heard those words many times from different women. But none of them said it like Kate did. That moment something changed inside him. "Shall we my lady?" he asked her and took her hand. Once they sut in Richie asked "Do you remember where it is, right?" "Of course and i do. Please drive now and i'll tell you." Kate answered.
After some driving minutes they finally arrived at Kate's house. Richie parked next to the machive doors. He was looking the property like he had never seen a house before. Kate saw him and asked "Let's go inside." Richie looked at it one more time before Kate rung the bell.
They wait a few seconds and then the doors opened. Kate looked again at Richie who was lost. "Be yourself." she told him and took his hand. Together they walked hand in hand all the sidewalk. Richie was more exited to be there than Kate which was her house. As they were walking closer to the main house Kate was praying and hoping that everything will be alright.
A batler was wating for them in the door. "Hello mrs Jones. Mr Sambora. Please follow me." he said and Richie with Kate did as he told them. They walked in a long coridor decorated with unique paintings from famous painters. Richie was thinking he was in a museum or something like that. The batler walked them in the great dining room, which was decorated like the rest of the house.
Kate's father was sitting next to the fireplace. When he saw them he got up and walked to their side. "Kate, Richie please come in." he said. They young couple walked in as the batler closed the door to give them some privacy. "Are you ready for dinner? Jackson will be there in a minute." Timothy said as they three of them sut in the dinner table.
"You didn't say Jackson will be there." Kate told him when they sut. Her father sut on the top, while Kate and Richie sut on the left side leaving the right side to Jackson. "It's a family dinner Cathrine. What made you think that your brother will be absent?" her father asked her.
The french doors opened and Jackson came in wearing a suit like his father. "I am sorry delay, i have some paper work to do." her 28 year old brother said and sut next to his father. "Kate is good to have you back." he looked at her with looking the man who was sitting next to her. Richie didn't mind. he thought it will be better if Jackson doesn't talk to him. But Kate has a different opinion. "I am not alone Jackson. You remember Richie?" she looked at her brother.
Jackson looked at the suited man next to his sister. He had never thought that a rock star will ever wear a suit like this one. Of course and he will never admit it in front of them. "Oh yes. Richie boy." Jackson looked at Richie with a contemptuous look. Richie didn't want to start a fight in favor of Kate. So he remeaned silent. Kate looked at him and felt that he didn't answer in order not to pick up a fihgt with her brother. She placed her right hand on his knee showing him that Jackson was annoying her too.
Timothy watched the scene and felt that was the right moment to bring the food. He called a batler and in a few minutes the dinner was served. They were eatting in silence when Jackson asked "So, Richie where do you live?" Jackson wasn't stupid, instead he was very smart and good at reading people. He knew what he said before pissed his sister but Richie didn't say a thing. "I live in New York." he answered. "New Yorker huh?" Jackson asked again.
"No, i am from Woodbridge, New Jersey." Richie answered. He was proud about that. "Hmm." Jackson replied and shaked his head. Kate looked at her little brother with not a plesant look. "What is it Kate?" Jackson asked her. "Stop asking him questions!" "I thought he came here to meet each other." he turned on Richie. "Right Richie?" "Yes." he answered.
Jackson took a sip of his red wine. "Have you studied anything or you just play the guitar?" "I went to College for two years to study psycology but was too much for me and i came back." Richie answered. "You give up very easily Richie, don't you?" "Psycoligy wasn't his thing. He is one of the best guitarists on the planet." Kate jumped in. She wanted to make Jackson asking his annoying questions. She knew what he had in mind but she won't let him.
"Still, even a guitarist is way more worth it that a guitarist with a diploma." Jackson was like a lion on a hunting mood. He loved so much playing around with him. It was an easy target. He will accept everything he says just make Kate happy.
"It must be really cool to be a rock star. I mean there are lots of women who will die to have you for one night." Richie froze. "What does he want me to say?" he thought. "I don't know. Maybe." he tried. "You know i've never expected my sister to date a rock star, it's too bad for her reptutation, but if she doesn't mind other women around your legs is fine by me." Jackson added. "Jackson stop it!" "Shut up you bitch! Men are talking!"
Okay that was it. The puck came to shove. Richie got angry now. "If you ever talk to her like this again you'll have to deal with me." he told him with voice hard as a stone. "I will call my sister whatever i want do you understand or do i have to draw it for you?" Jackson attacked again.
Kate left her fork next to the plate and got Richie's hand. "We are leaving." "Oh come on. He's so good pretending to be nice. He even wear a suit to impress us! But guess what rock star these kind of staff doesn't work here!" they all got up.
"Your mother must has been an amazing woman but she did one mistake, she didn't teach her son some manners." Richie finally spoke. He didn't say a word like this one before but he had to defent Kate.
Jackson looked at Richie and walked in front of him "You son of a bitch don't talk this way for my mother. You don't know her you asshole!" he yelled in front of his face. "You see you are proving it again." Richie answered.
"Watch your language boy! You came in my house to offend my son and the memory of my wife?" Timothy jumped in. He was silent before but he has to make things straight. "You all dressed up with a suit trying to change your image and what we will think about you. You didn't even finish College and you think that i will let my only daughter to date a guy like you? Who do you think you are?" Timothy added. He was angry about all these that happend tonight.
"What did you just say to him?" was now Kate's turn to attack. "You don't know a shit about him and you're talking to him like that? I thought you were men not little girls! Don't try to bother us again or i swear to God i'll call the police!" Kate told them looking to her father and brother.
"Let's go Richie!" turned to Richie who was just standing there not knowing what to do or say. Kate grabbed his hand and together they walked out of house and then the property.
Kate was about to open the door of the car but Richie turned and hugged her tight hopping her broken pieces will come back together. She didn't say a word but that was exactly what she was needed. "Let's get out of here." he whispered in her ear.
