| Laugh Kills Lonsome |
| Cassidy sat at the edge of the large waves that were rolling in. Her clothes were soaked but she didn't care. She had been sitting there crying and recalling the horrible memerories that had just occurred. She would never been able to forget this past month, it was just too painful. She stood up when the large crowds began to swarm the beach. She kept her head down and she walked towards her car. She ran into someone. She was shocked by this she fell over into the warm sand. "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry" Micky said. He grabbed her hand and lifted her up. "It's fine" she said as she began to walk away. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. "Not really but don't worry about me" she said walking slowly away. "Are you sure you don't want to talk?" he asked her as he ran in front of her. "No now please let me be" she said as a large tear rolled down her cheek. Micky was intrigued by this beautiful but hurt woman. "It'll make you feel better" he offered. "It will make you feel horrible" she said with a sigh. She collapsed onto the grass. Micky gasped. He tried to wake her but she was out like a light. He picked her up and carried her back to the pad. "Micky, who's that?" Mike asked as he looked up. Micky layed her on the couch softly. "I'm not sure. She was crying and then she fainted, so I brought her back here" he said quickly. Mike, Micky, Davy and Peter crowded around the girl. "Is she okay?" Peter asked. "I dunno. Get a warm washcloth" Mike ordered. Peter ran to the sink and ran the washcloth under warm water. He walked back and placed it on her forehead. 30 minutes passed and she had not awoken. "Is she dead?" Peter asked worried. "Peter for the millionith time she isn't dead man. I have checked her pulse every 10 minutes" Mike said. "Why isn't she waking up?" Davy asked with a sigh. Mike just shook his head. Then Cassidy began to shake violently, dreaming of the horrible event. The guys rushed over and tried to wake her up. Her eyes fluttered and she returned to consciousness. She gasped when she saw all of the guys hoovered over her. "Who are you? Where am I?" she asked sobbing. "Oh babe, don't worry" Peter cooed. "We're just here to help you whoever you are" Micky said quickly. "Who are you?" she repeated. "Peter Tork" Peter replied. "Micky Dolenz" Micky said. "Davy Jones" Davy said, without his usual charm. "And I'm Mike Nesmith, and we are a band called the Monkees. And you're in our pad, I mean place. You passed out earlier" he said slowly. She glanced around the room. "I'm Cassidy Clark" she said softly. "Cassidy? That's a lovely name" Peter said shyly. "Thanks" she said with a weak smile. "Would you like to tell us why you passed out and why you were crying earlier?" Mike asked. "I'm not sure. I mean I don't even know you guys" she replied relucantly. "Don't worry, we won't bite darling" Micky said. "Fine but I warn you this story is long and sad. You may wanna have a seat" she sighed. They all sat in the near by chairs. "It all started a couple of week ago. My best friend and I were at a party. My friends name is Fallon. Anyway we were at a party and somebody had brought some drugs. Well we are young and decided we wanted to try them. So we smoked some weed and did some acid and other drugs like that. I don't really remember what happened but the next morning, I was asleep on the floor. There were other people strewn about the room but I didn't know any of them. I stood up and began to look for Fallon. I found her curled up by this guys almost naked and smoking weed. She offered me the joint and I smoked it. I said I was leaving so attempted to walk home, but I wasn't successful. Some weird guy picked me up and dropped me off at my house. I went inside and immedaitly went to sleep on the couch. I didn't wake up till the early morning the next day. My headache was gone so I thought that I needed to find Fallon. Are you guys okay?" she asked. They all nodded, they were somber and attentive. "Well I tried calling but she wasn't home so I drove back to the party house. I flung the door open and found her and some guys sitting around playing music. She was making out with this greasy strung out old man. I pulled her away and tried to talk her out of staying but she wouldn't listen, so I thought it would be good for me to stay, to watch over her. So I stayed and ended up going on the wildest trip of my life. It was weird lemme tell you that. I woke up a couple of hours later and found everyone gone. I heard something upstairs so I went to check it out. I threw a door open and Fallon was having sex with this other guy. Not the one she had been making out with earlier. They looked over at me. The guy tried to get me to join, but I declined his offer. I don't do that kind of stuff. She got off of him and walked back downstairs with me, she was naked. |