My Muse

By Pat

Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.

The song made your entry even more enticing. I was sitting alone in the corner of the well known club, drinking yet another bottle of water. I was so close to ditching my friend’s birthday party when I saw you walk in. It must have been pouring outside, I could tell by your damp hair. You quickly took of your long black coat to reveal a beautiful red dress. I was in awe as a saw you walk with such poise to the birthday man and greet him with a hug. I guess you felt my stare on you, because after a short conversation with him you walked straight toward me. I didn’t know what to do; I felt my mouth go dry. You smiled at me and took a seat in the chair in front of me, with a wave of your hand you ordered your usual.

Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.

With a smile you introduced yourself as Rubí. You’re piercing hazel eyes penetrating mine. I was in loss of words as I saw you there in front me. You giggled as you told me I didn’t need an introduction that you knew who I was. I was still trying to recuperate from your presence.

Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.

Finally after I recovered myself from your stare, I spoke. Only to be cut off by your lips on mine. At first I didn’t know if I should respond or not, but I quickly forgot as I got a taste of your dark red lips.

Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused

I don’t remember when we got up to dance. But when you broke the kiss we were at the dance floor dancing. Our bodies so close I could feel your body heat; even though the song was not a slow one.

Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something

I wanna use you and abuse you.
I wanna know what's inside you.

Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.

Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.

I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside you.

Your moves, your face, and your touch hypnotized me. As we made it to my room you giggled and told me in a soft voice, that you normally never did this. Then we both lost control and all I can remember is divine bliss.

*******

I woke up to the sound of thunder. Even though I am an adult thunder still scares me. I smiled as I remembered the events of last night and turned to my left to try and hold her. To my surprise she wasn’t there, astonished I walked to the restroom and all over my suite looking for this girl. Feeling devastated for her abrupt disappearance I walked back to the bed. I slowly laid back on the bed and lit a cigarette as the rainstorm roared outside. I could still smell her soft cologne on me, only making me wonder more. Taking a glance at my watch I noticed it was still very early. That’s when I noticed a piece of paper on the lamp table on the other side of the bed. Not really wanting to read it, fearing the worst I just stared at it. Like my stare could bring the paper to my hands. I finally finished my smoke and got the courage enough to read the paper.

AJ,

Thanks for last night I will always remember last night. I just hope you don’t think of me less for leaving you like I did. What we did was only fun and short; you know what I am talking about right? Again thanks and enjoy life sweetie.

Rubí.

*******

…..Several weeks later…..

I was ready to get started on the new CD. I actually had a song to show everyone and see if the guys liked it. Ever since that night with her I got inspired and now there was no stopping me. I tried to look for her but to no avail I even asked Joey if he knew her. But since he was so wasted that night, it was his birthday; he didn’t even remember half of what he had done that night.

I was also anxious to see my friend Howie who told me he had found the girl of his dreams that same night. He filled me in some since I was gone when he arrived. He said he was running late as usual when he bumped into her. She was also going into the club and had told him she was running late also. He was so excited he forgot to tell me her name. Finally today we would meet this mystery woman that had made our Howie look lively and happy. She was definitely worth meeting. Unlike me who didn’t know anything about my girl the one that had inspired me. My muse I could say, all I had was a name. I was brought back from my thoughts when I heard Nick and Brian call me.

“Man this song is good AJ, who did you write it for?” asked Nick as he sat beside me in the studio.

“For my muse,” I said as I took a cigarette out and lit it.

“Aje you know there will be no smoking in here,” said Brian as he took the cigarette from my mouth and tossed it out a window.

I was about to respond when I saw Howie coming in with a big smile on his face. I cleared my throat and the other two men turned around to see Howie. “Hey Howie nice to see you finally made it,” I told him as I stood up from chair.

“Sorry guys but my girl took a little longer than expected to get ready. But I’m here and ready to record, wait first I want you all to finally meet my girl. Hang on she’s in the hall, I’m going to get her.” With that he disappeared from the room.

I was ready to meet this woman. I guess the other two were also ready because we all stayed where we were. Finally he walked in holding her hand she was looking down to the floor, but I had to admit she looked nice. Finally she picked up her face and to my surprise there stood my muse! She looked gorgeous and she glowed as she shyly shook Nick’s hand.

I felt my heart speed up; I almost thought it would come out of my chest cavity. Howie was dating my muse, my inspiration, and my everything. How could she do this to me? How could he do this to me? I tried to catch my breath and not think of this. I smiled at my friend, greeted her and introduced myself to her. “Hi, nice to meet you I am AJ, Howie’s friend and bandmate.” She had the nerve to smile and introduce herself to me. I already knew who she was, a skank!

“Nice to meet you I am Anna.” I could not believe she had the nerve change her name. Had she lied to me, she gave me a false name. I wanted to blurt out that she was skank, but one look at Howie’s eyes and I knew I couldn’t do it. So, I of course quickly changed the mood by emphasizing that we needed to start our brainstorming on new material. She right away excused herself, telling Howie she would be back for him in a couple of hours. After she walked out, I knew I had to get to the bottom of this. What was she trying to do? A few seconds after she walked out I excused myself to the restroom. I ran and caught her before the elevator doors closed. I walked in and was glad it was just the two of us in the elevator. I hit the stop button as the doors closed. Facing her I looked straight into her eyes. “What are you trying to do? What is your real name?” I demanded her to answer me.

She smiled at me and then her expression changed to a serious one. “I am not trying anything I love Howie, he’s a great guy. My name is Anna Rubí Menendez. If you’re trying to intimidate me AJ it won’t work. I love Howie and he is what I want. What are you doing here? What are you trying to start?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was not going to let this happen she was my muse. If I couldn’t have her no one could!

******

“Man AJ sure is taking long in the restroom!” said Nick as he tried to find a beat for the song AJ had written.

“Yeah, he sure is. But this song is good, you sure he wrote it?” asked Howie as he read the lyrics again.

“Well he did, maybe I should go check on him?” with that Brian walked out the studio room, only to bump into AJ coming back in.

“Ok let’s get this going.” I manage to say as I bumped into Brian. He looked startled but we both went back to work. I laughed inside as Howie commented on my song. If he only knew that this song was about his girlfriend. The irony of life my best friend and I are into the same woman. I could handle the loss of any woman and I know that so could he. But our friendship and brotherhood couldn’t be lost. I cleared my throat and tuned in to the creativity my brothers were giving. I was contempt with my decision…

********

“I loved her so much and to know she will no longer be here with me makes me miserable. But God needed another angel up there. Anna Rubí rest in peace.” Howie placed a single white rose over the freshly dug dirt. At least he still had the memories and his friends. He felt a pat on his back and turned around to see AJ behind him. He gave him a weak smile and turned to walk with him back to the cars. He still didn’t understand how Anna could fall victim to burglary. The same day he introduced her to his friends. He remembered the news that day, “Backstreet boy Howie Dorough lost his girlfriend today in a burglary attempt. Her lifeless body was found strangled in an alley not far from where he was rehearsing for the Backstreet boy’s upcoming album.”

*******

“I had to do it. I couldn’t loose my friend for a skank. He will get over her I know he will. AJ you had to do it…”

He buried the necklace and earrings he had ripped of Rubí’s dead body. No one had to know it was not a burglary attack. He went back inside his house and turned on his radio…he smiled as he heard the song playing….

Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.

“I’ll have to find another muse I guess….” He sang along to the song and lit up a cigarette.

The End

Eurythmics- “Sweet Dreams (Are made of these)”

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