Chapter 10: The Tomb Raider & The End Of The Line
JULY 25, 2003.
After almost two months of touring Europe with Gwen and No Doubt, everyone was ready to close another touring chapter and open one of rest.
I woke up that morning in Southern California-to be specific-in the bed of Gwen Stefani...covered in sweat from a love fest the previous night.
A wake up kiss and a wake up hump started off the perfect day that would become the perfect night.
On the counter, there were two tickets to the premiere of Tomb Raider 2 with the company of the lovely Gwen...my final mission was going to be just fine.
The premiere was filled with stars and wannabes. I was ill prepared for the tons of interviews that I would have to give before the film's outstanding debut.
As the movie came and went, I was surprised and shocked at the ending of such an excellent sequel.
As the credits began to roll, I felt Gwen grip my hand with all her strength as we began to whisper back and forth.
G: Are we going to the after party?
B: Who's gonna be there?
G: It's a smaller one...with Ali Landry and some other big stars. Angelina supposed to be coming too.
B: All right then...if you want to go.
We kissed for a REALLY long moment before standing up to leave.
We walked through the front of the theatre and found our limo.
A few moments later, we were at a plush L.A. mansion.
As we climbed from the limo, Gwen smiled at me in a lustful way and then we entered the house.
As the front door opened, I noticed the extremely tame and neat surroundings, especially for something in the Silicone City.
It was 10pm when we arrived and the party was jumping until around 3 the next morning...without seeing Angelina.
Gwen and I mingled amongst some of Hollywood's greatest-like George Clooney, Brad Pitt, and Charlize Theron.
At 3am, the party thinned out and I never saw Angelina during the whole night.
As we left, my cell phone rang and I was excited to hear the beautiful voice on the other end.
After hanging up the phone, I told the driver to take us to a mansion just outside of Los Angeles.
We pulled up around 3:20 and got out as the car pulled away.
It was very quiet as we entered the house.
After we entered, I noticed that it was pitch black. Suddenly, the door slammed and locked automatically...then, the lights came up and I was shocked at what I saw.
The eleven women that I had fucked over the last year, all sitting throughout the room.
I quickly panned the room and exchanged smiles with each of them.
Shortly there after, Sheila entered from a bedroom upstairs, smiling like the sun shines.
She stood in front of a stone textured fireplace as it suddenly lit to a roaring fire...and then, she spoke.
S: "Brad...you are here to make a very important decision about your future. You have several choices to choose from and many beautiful ladies to live with for all eternity."
B: "Wow...I had not idea that I had to make such a difficult choice."
She smiled.
S: oh, don't worry, dear...you have all the time you need to make your decisions...after all, they are about your eternal happiness-in a literal fashion."
I started to remember all the fun days and nights and days that I had had with these lovely ladies...I found it hard to choose, all of them were perfect and beautiful.
Throughout the remainder of the night, I pondered my choices but I was almost never alone even when I went to take a leak.
As I shut the bathroom door and unzipped my fly, the shower curtain began to move.
I walked over and pulled the curtain way...to my dismay, I found Angelina Jolie, in a bubble filled tub.
B: "Whoa...I didn't realize that there was somebody in here."
A: "Well, you do now...what are you going to do about it?"
B: "I'm gonna apologize and go piss in the kitchen sink."
A: "Chanting...but, you really have a lot on your mind, am I right?"
I sighed and stared into her beautifully haunting blue eyes. I froze and quickly sat down on the toilet lid.
B: "I have so much shit and so many possibilities to deal with right now...and I still have to deal with your beauty."
She smiled deviously and zinged me back.