Alexi and Janne: Newlyweds

Well, I finally gave Janne what he wanted and came out with it, I was in love with him and I didn’t give a fuck what anyone else thought of it. After all, I can always go back to playing clubs in Espoo, but I can never find someone who I will love as much as I have loved Janne for the past 11 years, in which I had lived with him (with the exception of the four disastrous months I was married to the front woman of my other band, Sinergy, Kimberly Goss.). We were both tired of living a lie and pretending to be “just friends”, so when we came out during an interview on “That Metal Show“,, Janne gave me a big kiss and a hug and then proposed right on the air.

Of course, I had accepted! I loved Janne more than I loved life and was overjoyed he wanted me forever. And especially to ask on national American television, right in front of Eddie Trunk, who hugged us both and wished us as long and happy of a marriage as he had.

Janne’s parents were all for it, and Dad was dead so he had no opinion but Mom was less than enthused that I was marrying Janne, who she had always refused to refer to as my partner, calling him my friend and asking me why I wasn’t dating my friend Anette, the lead singer from Nightwish., and why wasn’t I a good little straight boy like my brother.

I finally responded by saying, “Mother, I love Janne and someday I will marry him. You don’t tell me who to love. I didn’t tell you not to marry Sami (my stepfather) even though I hate his fucking lazy ass! And that shit with not letting Janne in your house will stop or I WILL disown you like the bitch you’ve become lately!,” to which my mother replied, “Disown me if you wish, but that man is never welcome in my home!” So, I disowned her and started spending my family time with Janne’s folks, who at least love and accept us both.

But that had been 6 months ago, and I was now preparing for the biggest day of both of our lives. As was Finnish tradition, I was not to see Janne until the wedding and this is why he took off with our friend (and his best man) Timo Kotipelto to pick up our corsages and wedding cake and also to dress for our ceremony.

God, I missed Janne already and he had only been gone an hour. Reminders of Janne laid all over our bedroom. The plane tickets from tours past, the stuffed dragon Janne had won for me at a carnival in Kemi, photos of our camping trips to Lake Bodom, Janne’s ripped black t-shirt, which he always slept in. I picked it up and held it close to my face, as I inhaled his scent deeply. Fuck, he smelled awesome! I then felt a strong stirring in my pajama bottoms. Fuck! And I had promised Janne I’d wait to get off with him on our wedding night. What was I gonna do? It hurt like hell, but I didn’t want to disappoint him on his wedding night.