Fictional tale of a man who once had a 'perfect' love and a 'perfect' band. After betrayal from both, he decides to summon the devil while in a stupidly drunken state. He gets an unexpected turn for the better both in career and in love.
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Prologue
"Babe please, can't we please talk about this?!"
"Sorry, but I just can't see myself being with you anymore."
Kael continued to beg his fiancé not to leave. It was all futile as Jane walked away with her boss, George. All of his hopes and dreams were shattered as Jane took those steps outside the door. No matter how much he begged, Jane ignored his pleas. As he looked to the house next door, he could see his neighbor Tara watching what was happening. She had concern on her face. He would need to find a way to assure Tara everything was okay. However, that was the least of his worries.
In the end, Jane picked up the last of her bags and Kael stood there at the door, still in disbelief. There was nothing left for him to do but watch her ride away in George's car and face that heartache head on. Even after they were long gone Kael stood there at the front door of his house. There was nothing on his mind except possible scenarios on how he could have prevented this. What could he do to get her back?
"Kael?"
Tara had walked over and was now standing a few feet away from Kael. She was a very sweet girl that moved in next door not too long after he got this place for him and Jane. He really hit it off with her, but Jane became very jealous and forbade him from talking to her too much.
"I'm, I'm fine. She'll be back. You'll see."
"Kael, please, you can talk to me."
"No please, I need to be alone right now."
Tara continued her attempts to persuade Kael to let her come in and talk, but he kept refusing. Sensing she would get nowhere at this rate, she let him know that she was here if he needed anything. He thanked her and quickly went back into the house. Kael enjoyed Tara's company, but it was because of that why there was a strain on his relationship with Jane. It was around the time when Jane's jealousy became more apparent that she stopped giving Kael sex. He had been kept sexually frustrated for a long time. Jane kept accusing Kael of wanting sex just because he hung out with Tara. Soon enough, their relationship went downhill and now she was gone. She successfully deceived him into putting all the blame on himself. He would constantly blame everything on how busy he was working to get a record deal. He was an excellent guitarist, but just yesterday his band found 'someone better' as they put it. That was the last straw for Jane, or at least that was what he suspected. Talk about double betrayal. Now that both his love life and career were going downhill, life did not seem to be worth living.
Yes, Kael really was a sad case. Now that he lost his band and fiancé he truly had no one. His parents died when he and his sister were very young. His younger sister, Jessica, died in a car accident a couple of months before he met Jane. It was then that he realized it was her third year death anniversary. This whole thing with Jane made him forget to visit her grave today. Before she died, he got into a fight with her and never got the chance to apologize. Because of this, he would visit her at least once a year and Kael was not one to visit graves. For Jessica, however, she was the only exception.
What made this situation even sadder was the fact that Kael, even now, still blamed himself. It was sad to see this. A man who was too naïve to see just how much of a deceptive woman his fiancé was. He believed that while he worked himself to the bone, Jane was left frustrated by herself. However, this was far from the truth. His naïve nature reinforced his inability to realize this. True, it was pathetic. It may seem pathetic that he did not see this sooner, but love really was blinding. He would never realize just how deceptive Jane was...if not for the next event that would change his life forever.
Chapter I: One Wish
Kael walked into the living room to be greeted by the love of his life. She was the perfect rebound who was always there for him...Lisa, his black B.C. Rich Warlock. This guitar was a beautiful work of art. It was easy to see it was made with much time and care. She pulled Kael out of impossible situations, both in relationships and career troubles. He had performed many concerts with her; however, he was not too sure if she could pull him out of
this
impossible situation. Jane was special. She had captured his heart. He had never felt such attachment to one woman. It was hard for him. This heartache he felt was the strongest. It was even worse than his first relationship of five years. Kael held his guitar while admiring her beauty in sadness.
"Well Lisa, at least I still got you."
Plugging Lisa in, Kael turned up the volume and began to shred. He took out his anger and frustration on Lisa's strings and fretboard. He started off with some power chords and palm muting. Some alternate picking and harmonics were quickly added. Kael's fingers moved swiftly; he did not want to stop and think about where his life was going. He was so close to making a record deal. He contacted the contractor, but his bandmates had been jamming with someone else this whole time behind his back. His career was about to take off, but his bandmates fucked up everything. Jane leaving was beyond adding insult to his injury. Now, nothing mattered. Everything Kael worked for seemed to be pointless. Playing Lisa was making the depression a bit more bearable. However, as Kael started to feel a little bit better, the power went out. It was pitch black and Lisa could be heard no more.
"Err God-fucking-dammit!"
Kael stood there with Lisa strapped to him. Jane paid the power bill. How was this possible? Unless...she didn't pay for it. No, she would not do this to him. Would she? She betrayed him and left him for another man. Maybe. In any case, Kael stood there in place, unsure of what to do now. Just when his depression was beginning to lessen this had to happen. He decided to feel around for his couch to put Lisa down. He did not want to risk bumping her into anything. As he set her down gently, he sat next to her. While sitting down, he thought about his next move. This record deal was not guaranteed, but it was highly likely. Despite this, he sighed,
"Oh what's the use? I don't have a band to sign the contract with me and I don't have Jane by my side...A drink would sound nice right about now."
Kael walked over to his kitchen in search of some booze. It was also where the matches were kept. He felt around inside the cabinet to find the matches. Remembering the candles were left of the fridge, Kael walked over to it. He lit the match and saw the candles. He lit one and the kitchen became more visible. He opened his fridge to be greeted with darkness, a reminder of the power outage. He could make out an aluminum can inside. He pulled it out without looking and opened it.
PSSS. CLICK.
As Kael took a sip, he realized—
"Shit, that's the soda." Kael opened the fridge for the second time. Every can he pulled out was a soda can. He then remembered something. "Fuck. That's right. I finished the beer last week. Why don't I just drink some of the vodka in the freezer?"
Kael closed the bottom portion of his fridge and opened the top. It was nice to feel the cold air hit his face. As he felt around, he touched the cold glass bottle. 'Gotcha!' he mentally exclaimed. He pulled it out and shook. The content inside was not frozen. It was the vodka. No need for a shot glass. Tonight was a night to get wasted. There was no other means of feeling better. Maybe he'll return to Lisa after he drank about twelve shots worth of vodka. Kael sung one of his favorite drinking songs as he twisted off the cap.
"To walk through the world by one's self, you can't be protected. Your trust is in whiskey and weed and Black Sabbath, it's Goddamn Electric!" He put the bottle to his mouth and drank as much as he could before pulling away. It was quite a large amount to drink for vodka. "Woo! Fuck yeah!"
Kael yelled this in a cheerful mood but it was sadly fake. He was far from cheerful, but he kept this façade of happiness as if someone else was with him in the kitchen. He found it pathetic. Perhaps, on a subconscious level, it was his way of reassuring himself he was okay. That life was not over even though Jane left. He continued to drink more. Eventually, he put the bottle down on the counter and picked up the candle. He stumbled to the living room where he left Lisa. He was unsure of how much he had, but it did not matter. All that mattered was he felt great now. He looked to Lisa as he said,
"Hey baby, you missed me?"
Kael grabbed his guitar and picked her up. There was not much to do but play guitar and drink. He was already drunk and not all of the alcohol was kicking in yet. The only option he had was stay home and play guitar, not unless he wanted to drive drunk. He was smarter than that. Kael spent some time jamming Pantera, Slayer, Megadeth, and many more of his favorite bands along with some original compositions he made. As he stared at the candle lighting the room, he got a drunken idea.
"I'm gonna fucking summon Satan himself! The ultimate cowboy from hell! No, he's the goddamn sheriff!"
Kael got off the couch and stumbled towards the kitchen. He lit four more candles and got the ketchup from the fridge. He hurried back to the living room too drunk to see how idiotic he was acting. He began to squirt ketchup on his floor to form a pentagram. He put the five candles at each point of the star. He picked Lisa back up and pretended he was at a concert.
"You wanna hear some fucking metal?!"
Imaginary cheers.
