Chapter 16 – Kai ~ 1989
A fter that night at Ember’s, I didn’t go back. Crazy bitch. This was supposed to be fun, a distraction from Lana. She wasn’t supposed to get upset with me. Oh well, good riddance, I guess.
It’s been a few weeks since then. I refuse to go back. She doesn’t have a way to contact me anyway. To pass my time, I fucked around with Jaime, Jessica? Whatever the fuck her name is. The redhead girl from Kari’s party.
She isn’t as good as Ember. She was a lot more submissive than I wanted. I liked a girl, who bites back. Not one who rolls over like a puppy would.
We’re meeting up at Storms Brewing today so I could tell her this isn’t going to work for me. We’ve only hooked up a couple times but that was more than enough.
She walks in Storms Brewing. I got there hours earlier to get a glimpse of Lana working but she wasn’t here. Bummer. Jaime - Jessica makes her way to my table. She’s way too bubbly for me. Willing to do anything I ask without a complaint.
She sits down. “Hey Kai.” She sits down her purse and sits there staring at me. “Hi, look we need to talk.” I say cautiously. She looks at me all sad. “No. Please don’t say that.” She says. Oh lord, here we go.
“Um, I’m afraid that our time together is getting cut short. It’s not you.” I start. I sound so lame. It is most definitely her. She starts to cry. “I knew you didn’t like me. What is wrong with you?” She shouts. “Jessica,” I start.
She slaps me across the face and I am stunned. “It’s Jaime, you prick.” She storms out of the coffee shop. I open and close my mouth. Good riddance to her too. I knew I was probably getting her name wrong. Oh well.
I don’t even order anything because I’m too stunned. I leave five dollars on the table anyway. I get up from the table and make my way out the door.
Well, that was easier than I thought. I turn left and run into a girl. “I’m so sorry.” She apologizes. I recognize that voice. I look down to see Tina standing there. Fucking great.
“Oh my God, hi Kai.” She says, way too excited. “Sorry, Tina, I gotta go. I’m late for work.” I say. I brush past her as quickly as I can. I dodged a bullet. I seriously cannot stand Tina. I don’t understand why Lana is friends with her.
I went to Lloyd Center to apply for a job at an alternative clothing store. Lana had Storms Brewing, I wanted to work at my favorite alternative clothing store, Spencer Gifts. It’s where I got most of my band tees.
I walk in and let the familiar scent wash over me. This is my home away from home. The music often being rock or metal, the loud, high-energy atmosphere, and the scent from the different incenses. I also enjoyed how moody it often is in here.
It contrasts with the bright, neon colored lava lamps, and the scandalous products they are known for selling. I walk up to the counter. “Is there anything I can help you with?” A girl is putting stuff away with her back turned. “Yeah. I would like to apply for a job.” I respond.
The girl turns around and I shit you not, it’s fucking Ember. She glares at me. She hands me an application and walks away. I grab a pen and fill it out. I leave it on the counter and then go browse.
Right now, I’m really into Metallica and Def Leppard. Hysteria came out a couple years ago, but it’s a really good album. I go ahead and pick out some t-shirts. I browse around some more and settle for the couple t-shirts.
I go back up to the counter. Ember rings up my items. She doesn’t say a word to me as I pay. I mean, I guess, I can’t blame her, but she should’ve known this was a no strings attached arrangement.
I grab my bag with my t-shirts in it and as I turn to leave Ember flips me the bird. I smile. I expected nothing less from that girl. She’s different from other girls.
I leave Lloyd Center and head home. On my way home, I see a flyer for a concert at Blue Gallery. Nirvana is standing in for Cat Butt. I heard it was a last minute replacement.
I guess I could get ready for that, I’ve got nothing better to do, especially with my arrangement with Ember dissolved and since I told Jaime to basically fuck off.
I unlock the door to my apartment complex and head inside. My apartment number is 214. I unlock my apartment door and sit my bag of clothes on the kitchen counter. This is a simple apartment.
The kitchen is straight ahead as soon as you come in the door. Then, the living room is to the right. With a bathroom and one bedroom. It’s a pretty simple layout. It’s peaceful for the most part. It’s within walking distance of most things.
Blue Gallery being one of them. As well as Lloyd Center. I’m grateful for that because I save a lot of money on gas that way. Not that gas is an issue.
I head to my bathroom to start getting ready for the concert tonight. I let my hair get a little long. I don’t mind the length. It’s a little shaggy. I look at my blue eyes longer than necessary. They remind me of my mother’s.
I refuse to think about her. It’ll only make me feel things. Like sadness, and to me that is a weakness. I take my shirt off. I only have a couple tattoos. I got my first one almost a year ago. It’s a barbed wire tattoo. It’s on my wrist and hand.
I plan on getting a lot more. I take my jeans, boxers and my socks off. I don’t mind the water being hot. I fix the temperature to where I like it, before I step in.
The water falls in cascades over my head. I run my fingers through my hair. I feel like today has been the worst in terms of what could’ve happened. Jaime, Tina and Ember in one day? Hopefully this Nirvana concert is just what I need.
The day can’t get worse right? I hope not. I soap up. Then I wash my hair and step out of the shower. I shake my hair out. I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist.
I head to my room. I believe I have a Nirvana t-shirt laying around. I spend some time looking around my room. It’s kind of a mess. Eventually I find what I’m looking for.
My Vestibule Nirvana t-shirt. I think it’ll become something of a collector’s item in the future. Right now, Nirvana is in the early stages of their career but I truly believe they will make something of themselves. We can all hope, right?
I pull the shirt on and put on my darkest pair of jeans I own. I don’t bother drying my hair because it’ll dry soon enough. I grab something quick to eat, out of the fridge and then, I walk down to Blue Gallery.
Blue Gallery is something of an underground rock venue, a little similar to Satyricon. There is a small cover fee at the door. It seems like not a lot of people decided to show up after the sudden cancellation of Cat Butt.
I don’t even know who Cat Butt is. I’m sure they’re some sort of grunge band, but I don’t ever recall hearing their music before. Oh well. I walk in to the tiny venue. There’s maybe only ten to fifteen people besides the band.
I did hear that this is Nirvana’s second Portland concert. Neat. I’ve only been to one other concert of theirs, in Seattle. This was a definitely a smaller concert.
I walk around and I accidentally bump my shoulder into somebody. “Hey, watch it!” She says. I stop in my tracks. No fucking way. I slowly turn around. “No fucking way.” Ember says.
Yeah, you and me both. “You stalking me or something?” I ask. She glares at me. “Sure. Joke about that.” She says. I grin. If only she knew. I walk up closer to the stage. I can’t wait to watch the concert unfold.
Nirvana is one of my favorite bands. Lesser known, kind of. Good quality music. I guess it’s a good thing that Cat Butt fell through. Dead Man’s Hand is first. I didn’t know much about Dead Man’s Hand either or really any of the bands before Nirvana.
The other two bands were Kill Darling and Grind. Then finally Nirvana came on. They had a man shouting out song requests. There was a guy who urged for them to play, ‘Big Long Now’ which is a personal favorite of mine too.
“We don’t play that one anymore.” Krist responded. They played most of their songs from their upcoming album, Bleach. I really liked Blew and About a Girl. Those are my new favorites.
The last song of the night was ‘Do You Love Me?’ it was originally a Kiss song but sounded amazing coming from them. More punk sounding.
Overall, it was a great concert. I would definitely see Nirvana again. And Bleach will be a good album. I turn to leave after the concert is over and Ember shoots me the nastiest look she can muster.
I can’t believe she’s that pissed off about what happened weeks ago. I laugh. I let her think what she wants. I let it roll over my body. I don’t care.
I start walking home. On my way there, I hear yelling behind me. I turn around and Ember is hot on my heels. I roll my eyes. “You don’t get to walk away from me.” She says.
“I’m pretty sure I do, when you kicked me out of your house for not explaining a certain way I was fucking you.” I point out. She lifts her hand and I catch her wrist in my hand. She looks at me with wide eyes.
“You think I would let you hit me again? You got a lucky shot last time.” I grit out. I push her back as I let go of her wrist. I start to walk away again. “I want to know what is it about her?” She asks.
I stop in my tracks. Does she know, it’s always been about Lana? I turn back around. “Her?” I ask. “Don’t play dumb, Kai.” She says. She stands there with her arms crossed.
“Even if there was another girl, why does it matter? You told me yourself this was a no-strings-attached arrangement.” I say pointedly. She stares. “I know this is about Lana.” She says. “Okay, what about her?” I ask.
“What is it about her?” She repeats. “I don’t know. I have an attachment to her. She doesn’t see me, but I want her so bad.” I say. She nods like she understands but I’m not fully sure if she does.
“Fuck me.” She says. I am in shock. Utter shock. “What?” I ask. “You heard me.” She says. She runs up to me and pulls me down by my t-shirt and smashes her lips on mine. I instinctively pull her closer.
She pulls back. “Fuck me, Kai. I like it when you pound me. Was I mad at you? Yes. But I didn’t understand why you were fucking me if there was another girl. I do now.” She says.
“There’s nothing with her right now. But I won’t stop trying, Ember and you have to be okay with that, for this arrangement to work.” I say. I’m not quite sure if I will regret my decision later or not.
She nods and kisses me again. I bite her lip. She moans. I pick her up and carry her to my apartment complex a few blocks away. We made out almost the whole way there.
I’ve done crazier shit. Believe me. And I know what I said about not going back, but Ember is a good fuck. When we make it to my apartment, I sit her down and quickly unlock the door.
We barely make it inside before she’s undressing in my kitchen. And she’s suddenly down on her knees in front of me pulling my jeans down.
“Someone is eager.” I say. “Shut the fuck up, Kai.” She shoots back. I smirk and my pants and boxers come around my ankles. She pushes me against the kitchen counter and she begins to suck me off. I grip a handful of her hair.
I predict I won’t last long. She’s starting off at a fast pace, and without having a blow job in a month, I know I’m done for. She deep throats my dick with no warning. I gasp and she nips and licks as she sucks. I push her head into me and I thrust at a punishing pace.
She gags and it only spurs me on. I love to hear a woman gag on my length. I look down at her, and there’s tears in the corners of her eyes. I feel my balls tighten from that look alone. She sucks harder and I lose control. I grip her head and cum down her throat.
I pump a few more times and pull out. She licks her lips. That was hot to watch. Now, it’s my turn. I kick off my pants and boxers the rest of the way before I pick her up. I side sweep the stuff off my kitchen counter and lay her down. She gasps from the coldness of the counter.
I spread her legs and scoot her down. I’m about to devour her pussy, like it’s my last meal on this earth.
I don’t even ease into it. I suck her sweet cunt into my mouth and she bucks. I grip her thighs and start licking and thrusting my tongue in and out of her delicious cunt.
She pants and is squirming, trying to grab onto anything. She ends up grabbing a fistful of my hair and shoving my tongue deeper. I moan as I get a mouthful of juices.
I suck her clit into my mouth and start flicking it with my tongue. I insert two of my fingers and immediately start thrusting them in and out and curling them. She bucks hard and rides my face.
“Kai, I’m so close.” She moans. Oh, don’t I know it. I flick my tongue faster and I feel her come undone. Like a dam burst within her body, she soaks my face with her delicious juices. I moan. I lick my lips as I pull back like she did with me.
She looks exhausted. “Are you tired?” I ask her. She nods. “I haven’t come that hard in a month.” She replies. I grin. Good. I clean her up with a towel that’s laying next to the sink and I carry her to my bed.
I lay her down and not even five minutes later, she’s passed out. I smile. I could possibly get used to this little arrangement. Hopefully she can get on board too.