u2bonogirl
Rock n' Roll Doggie ALL ACCESS
Silence……
Bono tilted his head down to look into her eyes
‘Did she hear me?’
‘Why isn’t she saying anything?’
‘Shite…’.
Ria let out something that resembled a mouse squeaking when it gets trapped under that brutal slat of metal.
‘Maybe theres hope’….Bono was getting uncomfortable
The room suddenly seemed ten degrees hotter.
The ceiling much closer
The door much further
Ria opened her mouth and made another noise
She cleared her throat
‘I cant do it… I cant say it. Why cant I say it? I DO! Bono I do love you……
Just spit it out woman.’
Ria wanted to reach down into her throat and grab the words
Panic mode now. For both.
The rejected rock star
The mute woman
She could feel the hot tears threatening her eyes. Her cheeks.
‘Why am I going to cry? Its my fault! Just say it….I cant. I’ve never said it before.
Ever. Foreign language. No Bono, don’t walk away.’
Ria felt his hands remove themselves from her body leaving cold spots where the air took over.
‘Don’t just let him walk away Ria, DO something. Move move move!’
She tried. She tried listening to herself. Screaming at herself.
‘I’ve done it this time. I finally managed to do something to ruin this’
Bono was heading for the door. That door that caused her so much turmoil, so much anxiety.
Yes, but its supposed to be me walking out that door, not him.
Don’t let him go
“Bono! Wait!”
There you go. Call him back……
He turned, hand on the doorknob, one foot out the open door.
He had tears in his eyes. Anger? No. Just tears.
Don’t let those blue eyes cry for you.
He was waiting.
Now is the time when you have to say something else. Something to make him stay.
No more elevator make up scenes.
“Um”
Have to do something better than that.
He took his hand off the handle and put his other foot out the door
Funny how traveling one foot can seem like a mile.
All of a sudden you’re on the other side of the door.
The outside…..
Ria could hear the sound of rushing cars in her head. Or was that her blood
Trying to escape her body.
Let her die like she felt doing.
Hanging herself by her own string of silence
Then the door shut. Nothing dramatic happened. The world was still turning
No bomb exploded
Not that you could see or hear.
Ria’s world stopped. No, it walked out the door.
She slumped to the floor haphazardly, letting one of her shoes fall off and a dress strap to escape her shoulder
Speaking of escaping
How about those tears right about now?
Just a little remorse. Maybe a lot
Where is he going? To Larrys room? Edge? Adam? The bar?
No, please not the bar. Anything but the bar
Follow him. No don’t follow him
You’ve caused him enough pain for one night.
Ria let herself fall to her back on the dingy carpet. Fucking hotel. Why didn’t they ever get a better one? Because this one was good enough for Bono……..
And if its good enough for Bono, its good enough for the rest.
Sweet Bono.
Ria sat up.
“He told me he loves me” She said the words to herself, realizing the weight of the situation in a new light.
“He loves me. Bono. Paul Hewson. Loves. Me…..why?”
Anger began to grip her body
Anger for him, for what she just did to him.
She was on her feet in less than a second. Forget the shoe, take them both off.
Slam! The door , totally forgotten, shut behind her
The hallway had never seemed so long.
She was a black streak down the corridor to the lift
Still in use! Shit! He must still be in it
Take the stairs
She threw open the door the the staircase.
Took the stairs two at a time
Almost falling once, but you cant falling when you’re running for love. You just cant let that happen.
What am I goig to say? Or do? What do I do?
“What do I do!” Ria was screaming at herself…almost to the end of the stairs.
Why did they have to be on the fourth bloody floor for chrissakes?
Almost there. Don’t fall
She came almost tumbling out of the door the the stairs, heaving and panting for breath.
The lift!
She dodged a man in her way and glanced at the doors. Open.
Empty.
The lobby.
She made the corner to the front desk. No Bono. Front door still swinging…..
Somebody got in her way. A rather large man, a formidable opponent actually.
They came together with a cracking noise, Ria bounced backwards and almost fell.
“S- sorry” She tried gaining her balance enough to jet out the front door
The sharp pain in her arm only came to her realization after she’d managed to get around that damn speedbump of a man and to the door.
Oh hell! That hurts!
No matter. Just find him. Stop him.
Dark streets are not good for finding a short Irishman.
Her bare feet hit the sidewalk, jolting her sore arm.
Ouch! Just keep going…..
She looked both ways. Left, nothing. Right, a small group of people going in the opposite direction. Right it is then!
She sprinted quickly to the group of people, bobbing and weaving to try and make him out.
No Bono. Shit!
Where could he have gone?
She stopped, getting more worried every second.
I cant just let him leave like that.
No Bono in sight anywhere. Nowhere. Just. Gone.
Maybe he didn’t really leave in the first place. Theres a thought.
She flew back into the building, up the lift and to the 4th floor
Adams door came first. Not likely to be home but worth a shot.
No answer. Next: Edge. She tried to look composed, calm.
Oh who was she kidding. One look at her and you thought she belonged with a couple padded walls and a drool bucket.
No Edge either.
Where ARE they?
Finally, Larry
Please please be here……
Yes!
“Ria, hi. Whats wrong?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“You’re crying outside my door. Im bound to think something is wrong.”
“Oh, right. Um well. Its. I- I did something stupid. Is Bono here?”
She was having a hard time keeping her breathing under control after the running. And the pain in her arm was getting worse
“No, sorry love. Havent seen that ugly face in ages. Say, why are you shaking? What happened?”
He tried pulling her into his room but she wouldn’t, or couldn’t move.
“Look at your arm!”
Oh........no. Ria looked down. Her arm was twisted into an odd sort of S-shaped curve.
The collision in the lobby.
"You've got to go to a hospital." Larry, practical sweet Larry grabbed his room key off the table by the door and took Ria by the hand.
Once again. The damn elevator
Its different this time though.
Ria tried protesting. But against Larry? Fat chance.
"We HAVE to find Bono. You dont understand. He told me he LOVES me and I didnt say anything!"
He was a rock.
"You're going to the hospital. Don't worry about Bono, he'll be fine. I'll be here when he gets back and I will tell him what happened. What did happen anyway?"
Larry was holding her other hand now, trying to soothe the shaking in her body.
"I ran into a guy in the lobby, trying to catch up with Bono"
Larry grunted and the doors opened to the lobby.
He hurried her to the front desk
"We need to get this girl to the hospital, she's got a broken arm"
Fine, calling a cab. She'll be there in a bit....
He couldnt just leave her in the lobby to wait by herself.
They sat down on a bench by the door to watch for the cab.
Shouldnt be long now
What a mess. Ria cringed. Not at her arm either.
I've lost everything
"Hang on a second. He told you he loves you and you didnt say anything?"
okay, sorry for the abrupt end but Im tired.
I wanted to gush out a bit more before the night ended
Bono tilted his head down to look into her eyes
‘Did she hear me?’
‘Why isn’t she saying anything?’
‘Shite…’.
Ria let out something that resembled a mouse squeaking when it gets trapped under that brutal slat of metal.
‘Maybe theres hope’….Bono was getting uncomfortable
The room suddenly seemed ten degrees hotter.
The ceiling much closer
The door much further
Ria opened her mouth and made another noise
She cleared her throat
‘I cant do it… I cant say it. Why cant I say it? I DO! Bono I do love you……
Just spit it out woman.’
Ria wanted to reach down into her throat and grab the words
Panic mode now. For both.
The rejected rock star
The mute woman
She could feel the hot tears threatening her eyes. Her cheeks.
‘Why am I going to cry? Its my fault! Just say it….I cant. I’ve never said it before.
Ever. Foreign language. No Bono, don’t walk away.’
Ria felt his hands remove themselves from her body leaving cold spots where the air took over.
‘Don’t just let him walk away Ria, DO something. Move move move!’
She tried. She tried listening to herself. Screaming at herself.
‘I’ve done it this time. I finally managed to do something to ruin this’
Bono was heading for the door. That door that caused her so much turmoil, so much anxiety.
Yes, but its supposed to be me walking out that door, not him.
Don’t let him go
“Bono! Wait!”
There you go. Call him back……
He turned, hand on the doorknob, one foot out the open door.
He had tears in his eyes. Anger? No. Just tears.
Don’t let those blue eyes cry for you.
He was waiting.
Now is the time when you have to say something else. Something to make him stay.
No more elevator make up scenes.
“Um”
Have to do something better than that.
He took his hand off the handle and put his other foot out the door
Funny how traveling one foot can seem like a mile.
All of a sudden you’re on the other side of the door.
The outside…..
Ria could hear the sound of rushing cars in her head. Or was that her blood
Trying to escape her body.
Let her die like she felt doing.
Hanging herself by her own string of silence
Then the door shut. Nothing dramatic happened. The world was still turning
No bomb exploded
Not that you could see or hear.
Ria’s world stopped. No, it walked out the door.
She slumped to the floor haphazardly, letting one of her shoes fall off and a dress strap to escape her shoulder
Speaking of escaping
How about those tears right about now?
Just a little remorse. Maybe a lot
Where is he going? To Larrys room? Edge? Adam? The bar?
No, please not the bar. Anything but the bar
Follow him. No don’t follow him
You’ve caused him enough pain for one night.
Ria let herself fall to her back on the dingy carpet. Fucking hotel. Why didn’t they ever get a better one? Because this one was good enough for Bono……..
And if its good enough for Bono, its good enough for the rest.
Sweet Bono.
Ria sat up.
“He told me he loves me” She said the words to herself, realizing the weight of the situation in a new light.
“He loves me. Bono. Paul Hewson. Loves. Me…..why?”
Anger began to grip her body
Anger for him, for what she just did to him.
She was on her feet in less than a second. Forget the shoe, take them both off.
Slam! The door , totally forgotten, shut behind her
The hallway had never seemed so long.
She was a black streak down the corridor to the lift
Still in use! Shit! He must still be in it
Take the stairs
She threw open the door the the staircase.
Took the stairs two at a time
Almost falling once, but you cant falling when you’re running for love. You just cant let that happen.
What am I goig to say? Or do? What do I do?
“What do I do!” Ria was screaming at herself…almost to the end of the stairs.
Why did they have to be on the fourth bloody floor for chrissakes?
Almost there. Don’t fall
She came almost tumbling out of the door the the stairs, heaving and panting for breath.
The lift!
She dodged a man in her way and glanced at the doors. Open.
Empty.
The lobby.
She made the corner to the front desk. No Bono. Front door still swinging…..
Somebody got in her way. A rather large man, a formidable opponent actually.
They came together with a cracking noise, Ria bounced backwards and almost fell.
“S- sorry” She tried gaining her balance enough to jet out the front door
The sharp pain in her arm only came to her realization after she’d managed to get around that damn speedbump of a man and to the door.
Oh hell! That hurts!
No matter. Just find him. Stop him.
Dark streets are not good for finding a short Irishman.
Her bare feet hit the sidewalk, jolting her sore arm.
Ouch! Just keep going…..
She looked both ways. Left, nothing. Right, a small group of people going in the opposite direction. Right it is then!
She sprinted quickly to the group of people, bobbing and weaving to try and make him out.
No Bono. Shit!
Where could he have gone?
She stopped, getting more worried every second.
I cant just let him leave like that.
No Bono in sight anywhere. Nowhere. Just. Gone.
Maybe he didn’t really leave in the first place. Theres a thought.
She flew back into the building, up the lift and to the 4th floor
Adams door came first. Not likely to be home but worth a shot.
No answer. Next: Edge. She tried to look composed, calm.
Oh who was she kidding. One look at her and you thought she belonged with a couple padded walls and a drool bucket.
No Edge either.
Where ARE they?
Finally, Larry
Please please be here……
Yes!
“Ria, hi. Whats wrong?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“You’re crying outside my door. Im bound to think something is wrong.”
“Oh, right. Um well. Its. I- I did something stupid. Is Bono here?”
She was having a hard time keeping her breathing under control after the running. And the pain in her arm was getting worse
“No, sorry love. Havent seen that ugly face in ages. Say, why are you shaking? What happened?”
He tried pulling her into his room but she wouldn’t, or couldn’t move.
“Look at your arm!”
Oh........no. Ria looked down. Her arm was twisted into an odd sort of S-shaped curve.
The collision in the lobby.
"You've got to go to a hospital." Larry, practical sweet Larry grabbed his room key off the table by the door and took Ria by the hand.
Once again. The damn elevator
Its different this time though.
Ria tried protesting. But against Larry? Fat chance.
"We HAVE to find Bono. You dont understand. He told me he LOVES me and I didnt say anything!"
He was a rock.
"You're going to the hospital. Don't worry about Bono, he'll be fine. I'll be here when he gets back and I will tell him what happened. What did happen anyway?"
Larry was holding her other hand now, trying to soothe the shaking in her body.
"I ran into a guy in the lobby, trying to catch up with Bono"
Larry grunted and the doors opened to the lobby.
He hurried her to the front desk
"We need to get this girl to the hospital, she's got a broken arm"
Fine, calling a cab. She'll be there in a bit....
He couldnt just leave her in the lobby to wait by herself.
They sat down on a bench by the door to watch for the cab.
Shouldnt be long now
What a mess. Ria cringed. Not at her arm either.
I've lost everything
"Hang on a second. He told you he loves you and you didnt say anything?"
okay, sorry for the abrupt end but Im tired.
I wanted to gush out a bit more before the night ended
