Part 31
I slept an uneasy sleep. Dreaming about the words Paul had said to me. About Tim and him kissing me. About everything id done.
Weeks passed and Paul didn't so much as look at me. We were strangers again, acting as if we'd never known each other. Of course I wrote him letters pleading for him to at least talk to me, I know he read them but he always sent them back.
Tim and Rich started a busking group called donkey hump� there was another guy named Robert who was there to replace Paul until Paul felt he could perform. Eventually Rob left and Paul took his place again, changing the name to Funk Donkey. The sung songs about Rambo and being the worlds best kisser� and soon started more political humor which lead to the change in name again� to The Doug Anthony All-stars� DAAS.
Paul was the shy stupid one, but very sexual all the same� it wasn't until he noticed that I was always in the audience that he became violent and insulting� Character building I guess� it worked for him and Rich would tell me about him being like that when I wasn't there� the crowd loved it.
Rich slowly became the quiet stupid one that everyone picked on� and the audience felt sorry for. Tim was just Tim. Me and Rich would write songs together that I would see them perform a few days later. The other 2 didn't know I helped and it was fun. Every time they would sing one Rich would always smile at me in a 'you did this' kind of way. I missed Paul� I hated the way he would look past me, through me� away from me� but I knew that the only thing I could do was wait for him to calm down.
The boys would go away to comedy festivals, Edinburgh, Canada and all the big Australian festivals. I missed them when they were gone. I didn't realize how famous they were becoming, until one particular day when Rich was coming over.
"CHRIS CHRIS CHRIS!!!!! " he shouted excitedly..
"What!" I said expecting some wonderful news� it was wonderful� I guess.
"We've just been asked to make regular appearances on�THE BIG GIG!!!"
"What?"
"Ted Robinson.. this producer guy comes up to us at one of the festivals and asks us to go on a show to do a comedy sketch and afterwards he asks us to do weekly appearances� Isn't that great!!"
I sat on the bed and almost began to cry.
"What's wrong� aren't you happy for us?"
"Well yes� but doesn't that mean your leaving� moving away?"
He sat on the bed beside me and took my hand.
"I� thought you might come with us"
I looked at him and saw the sincerity on his face�
"Rich I� oh god Rich I don't know�"
"Chris� you've got to come� you're half the comedy� even if I'm the only one who knows that. Please� "
"Richard I�. Shit" I said and tears began to stream my face. I could see that Rich had the same problem.
part 32