Page 49 of Busted String

The kitchenette was compact and efficient, with a mini-fridge, microwave, and stovetop, along with cabinet space for storing supplies. Farther back, the sleeping quarters featured two sets of bunk beds, and up in aloft was a double bed for Jace and him. Each bed had its own reading light and a privacy curtain.

The bathroom was well-designed with a tiny shower, sink, and toilet. Nico loved everything about the camper as he took it all in. This was going to be their home on wheels for the next leg of their journey to Black Rock City, and it was perfect for the four of them.

Before he went to the hotel, he made a call to his cousin.

“Hey, Sal. Our guitarist returned.”

“Oh shit! That’s actually good. I really wanted to play but I’m on my way back to New York. Your father needs me for a special job.”

“If I can fit you another time, I’ll give you a call.”

“Thanks.”

When he made it back to the hotel room, Jace was working on a new song. He had his guitar, and he was writing notes on a piece of paper.

“Hey, Jace. Everything is set up to leave in the morning.”

“I want to see the camper.”

“We have something to talk about first.”

“What now?”

“Our relationship.”

Jace put his guitar down and looked up at Nico.

Nico paced back and forth, his heart pounding in his chest. Knowing Jace had gotten a speeding ticket was bad enough, but when he learned Jace had also been driving under the influence, Nico’s blood ran cold. He had warned the band members countless times about his strict no-drinking policy, and he had clarified that any violation would cause the loss of the driving privileges of his vehicles. Their talk earlier wasn’t enough to appease Nico’s restless mind.

“I’m so sorry, Nico,” Jace mumbled, his voice barely audible. “I know I shouldn’t have done it. I was just stupid.”

Nico sighed, trying to control his anger. “Jace, I’ve told you time and time again, drinking and driving is not acceptable. You’re putting yourself and others at risk. This isn’t just about breaking a rule; it’s about your safety.”

Jace nodded, his eyes filled with regret. “I understand. I promise it won’t happen again. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you.”

Nico hesitated for a moment before speaking. “I need to know that you’re serious. That this is a serious matter.”

Jace nodded solemnly. “I promise, Nico. I won’t let you down.”

“I want to revisit our conversation about the consequences of drinking and driving.”

“You made your point. I won’t be allowed to drive your van anymore.”

“That’s the consequence for any band member.”

“I’m a band member too.”

“You’re more than a band member to me. I don’t think you being suspended from driving my van is a strong enough punishment for my lover.”

“So, are you’re changing the consequence just for me?”

“How many times did Mark or Sammie drink and drive my van?”

“I guess never.”

“That’s right. You’re the only one who has, and this isn’t the first time.”

“I’m not fucking perfect.”

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