CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY-FOUR
Saturday night — 8:15 P.M. MDT
Lying naked in bed, Jeraine woke up with a start. His eyes scanned the room until he saw his mother sitting next to him on the bed. He tried to sit up.
“Slowly,” Dionne put her hand on his chest and pushed him back to the bed. “You’ve had a rough night.”
“Momma,” Jeraine said. “I’m still high.”
“You’re going to be for a while,” Bumpy towered over the bed.
“How Daddy?” Jeraine asked. “I didn’t do anything!”
“We think they gave you GHB in that Red Bull crap you’re forever drinking,” Bumpy said. “Or that’s what Seth said. We’re going to see if we can get some later on to test it.”
“G,” Jeraine said. “That’s why I black out.”
“Probably,” Bumpy said. “We’ll have to run some scans next week to see if you have brain damage. Miss T says you’re a little slow at processing new thoughts.”
“GHB, damn,” Jeraine said. “That’s why I want the women.”
“That and you’re a horny bastard,” Tanesha said.
“Miss T?” Jeraine looked at his mother for confirmation. “She’s here?”
Tanesha sat down on the bed across from Dionne. He rolled over to look at her. His hand stroked her face.
“I been lookin’ for you everywhere,” Jeraine said.
“Where are we?”
“You’re in a suite at the Burnsley,” Dionne said.
“We’ve pumped your stomach,” Bumpy said. “And did our best to clean you up. When did you get all those damned tattoos, son? You look like prize Stock Show bull with everyone’s brand all up and down your backside.”
“Bumpy, leave the boy alone,” Dionne said.
“He looks like a fool,” Bumpy said.
“We’ll leave you,” Dionne said. “You have a half hour or so before you have to go.”
“Go where?” Jeraine said. “Momma, I feel like crap.”
“Doesn’t matter, son,” Bumpy said. “Your fans are waiting for you. They’ve been waiting all day.”
“Plus, we want to catch the guys that did this to you,” Tanesha nodded to him. “To us.”
“Come on, old man,” Dionne said. “Let’s let them have a little bit of a happy ending before the show starts.”
She kissed Jeraine’s cheek. Bumpy put his arm around her and they left the room.
“I looked everywhere for you,” Jeraine said.
“You passed out at the first place you looked,” Tanesha said.
“Yes, but only after I knew where you were,” Jeraine said. “You went to your Gran’s.”
“Who’s the good looking Mexican?” Jeraine asked.
“Tres,” Tanesha said.
“Damn, you should get with him,” Jeraine said.
“I’m in love with someone else,” Tanesha said.
“Anyone I know,” Jeraine said.
“I hope so.”
Jeraine pulled her to him and she laughed.
Denver Cereal continues on Monday…