Moon Baby (1997)

I was drunk, and I was high... Sayori had been out with her friends. So I decided to do some advertising for my new career. An artist. I put up a flyer in a local bar in Lawrence Massachusetts. I looked around the bar, and there were a few people there. I looked at the bartender.

"give me a shot of rum, and if you got em, a pack of cigarettes." I handed the bartender a few twenties.

"Dude, you're the guy from Smilodon.. I am a huge fan of your band, why did ya'll go quiet?" she asked.

I sighed "I guess the whole 'Kurt was the guy supplying the guitars' story was false, But the drug part. Was true, Saki got high, and she basically went out of control. I actually have some scars from where she clawed me. For being a human gal, she had some claws."

The bartender laughed.

"Oh, well, she's meeting someone.. She's outside if you'd like to talk to her again."

The bartender pointed outside, and I saw Saki, out on a street corner, looking out for somebody.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

I took out my notebook. I started writing a song down. Sayori said that would also help me with my anger issues. I took a deep breath, and I started writing:

STELLAR

Let's take a blast to the moon, baby

I sit around wishing you well

How I'm craving you

Every time I'm near you

I always wanna swallow you down

I'll be right here if you need me

In my life,

I'll need you here

Don't ask why and I'll never disappear

Why is it every day

That I feel the pain?

Ah, yeah

Let's take a trip to the stars far away

Where were you when I was down?

Staring into the dead,

My pain is caused by my pleasure

And my soul mate lives in your body

I can't get you out of my head

It never goes away

In my life,

I'll need you here

Don't ask why and I'll never disappear

In your eyes,

You can bid me farewell

Don't ever try to understand my situation

Why is it every day

That I feel the pain?

It always comes when I least expect it

When I'm looking for love

Always seem to be regretting it

Why is it every day, that I hate your name?

Again?

I looked around me, and this skinny looking dude was sitting next to me, looking at Saki.

"So, I can tell you and her had some issues. Mind talking about them?" The guy asked.

I looked at him. "Sure, I can tell you all about her, I dated her."

The guy gasped. "No, no fuckin' way did you date her, Goodman has her about every night, when he isn't messing with Marvin and Rose, Unless you're Athen Grooms, the front man of Smilodon"

I laughed. "That's me. And it's nice to know Goodman can afford to care for Saki. I hope he doesn't mind heroin, I'll tell ya buddy, Kurt Cobain joked that Saki would be most likely to die in a drug deal than anybody else."

The guy was grinning. "I don't know if you know this, but I'm a rock star myself. Name's Sully, Sully Erna."

I grinned. "I was planning on turning this into a jazz song. But If you'd like. Use these lyrics for your band's next song, I'm going to try and face a demon from my past."

I handed Sully the page. And I looked at Saki.

"You got this brother."

I walked out of the bar, and I took a deep breath.

*The song isn't tied to the timeline, but I think it fits for the mood*

I walked out of the bar, and I saw Sully giving me a thumbs up. So I knew I was going to do well. I took a deep breath. And I went over some things in my mind that Sayori taught me. Eye contact, introduce yourself, just because I remember her, doesn't mean she remembers me, and most importantly. Keep your eyes off any areas that might be exposed.

I tapped Saki on the shoulder. Expecting either a backhand across my face, a kick to the nuts, or her to scream.

"Hey, didn't see you there. How are you today?" Saki said, more cheerfully than I had ever heard her. Heck, when I gave her my Dad's Acoustic guitar , she didn't sound half as happy.

I grinned. "I'm good... Damn.. You waiting for someone?" I said calmly.

Then an old guy walked up to Saki. handing her a note. She nodded, and sighed. "Dammit."

"Woah, what's going on?"

Saki just looked at me, and she said that Goodman had decided to take a vacation.

"Well, I can't offer drugs, or sex. But I can get you something to drink, there's a bar across the street. Or a coffee shop in a better part of Boston." I said as I put on my friendliest smile.

"Sweetie, you don't have to do that."

I smiled..

"I know I didn't have to. But I wanted to." I said as I led Saki to my new 1997 Chevy Suburban.