Say Something

Chapter 1

Spencers pov

"Man its packed tonight!" Glen says loudly, as he squeezes his way through bodies to get back behind the bar.

"I know, I've been trying to call you in for over an hour!" I replied, a little irritated.

"Sorry sis, practice ran a little late and I left my phone in my office by accident," he apologized.

"But I'm here now!" He shot me his goofy Glen grin. I rolled my eyes and laughed, "lucky me!"

Glen and I are siblings. You can tell by looking at us as we have the same thick blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He is a year and a half older than me, but because i rock and graduated a year early, we got to start college together at the University of Washington. I went on an academic scholarship and him a basketball scholarship. I graduated after four years with a degree in business management but unfortunately Glen wasn't so lucky. His junion year in college, he hurt his knee playing basketball. It was the injury that ended his basketball career before it started. Glen had a really hard time adjusting to life not being the basketball star. After some stupid choices and tough lessons, he got himself together and decided if he couldn't play, he'd teach. So now, almost three years later, he is the proud head coach of the King High Cobras. He also helps me out sometimes on the weekend bartending at my bar, Hit. I own Hit with my other brother Clay. He's three years older than me and was adopted from Ethiopia as a baby. Clay is brilliant and sweet and very caring and if I'm being honest, my favorite sibling! Right after i graduated from UW, he asked me if i wanted to use my degree to open up a bar with him in down town Seattle. I though about it for a while and eventually agreed and Hit has been our baby ever since.

"Hey Spencer!"

I turned as i heard my name being called to see a frantic Clay rushing towards me.

"Spence, we're out of Jack Daniels! How is that possible? I don't-"

"Whoa, Clay breathe buddy, relax," I laughed patting his arm. "there is a brand new case out back under the case of Jose, Maddy had them delivered yesterday." Relief flooded his eyes.

"Oh thank god," he said, "I don't know how i missed it! Hey Glen you want to give me a hand real quick?"

"Yeah for sure," Glen replied, and followed him to the storage room.

"Hey pretty lady, you lookin to have some fun after closin time?" A deep rough voice slurs.

I roll my eyes and plaster on a smile as i turn to face yet another slobbering middle age drunk guy.

"Sorry honey I'm taken, but I'd be happy to get you something from the bar," I replied sweetly. I'm not actually taken, but this response seems to get the least arguments.

"Well that's one lucky guy!" He says and attempts a wink, "and I'll take a Jack and Coke sweetheart."

I don't correct the "guy" part of his statement. Telling drunk guys that are hitting on you that you like women usually just brings on a whole new form of conversation your not interested in being involved in. Usually involving talk of threesomes and other things of that nature..you get my drift.

I make his drink, heavy on the Coke as he's obviously already drunk.

"$5.50," I say as i hand him the drink.

He hands me a ten. "keep the change sweetheart," he says and attempts another wink before stumbling away.

The rest of my Friday evening went about the same as that and before i knew it, it was closing time. My brothers and I shut everything down and said goodnight. Clay headed home to his wife Chelsea and my beautiful three month old niece, Noelle. Glen headed upstairs to the apartment above Hit, which he stayed in in exchange for his weekend help, and i headed home. I live about ten minutes away (when there is no Seattle traffic) in a nice three bedroom apartment with my best friend Madison. Maddy and I have been friends since junior high. We met in eighth grade when we were paired together as science lab partners on the first day of school. We soon discovered our shared love of teen chick flicks, roller blading and Oreos and the rest was history. We spent pretty much every weekend and summer together till we graduated. She's as saucy little latina with a heart of gold. She's like a sister and i can't imagine my life without her. She even dated Glen for a while in tenth grade until he cheated on her with one of the cheerbitches. Maddy was a cheerleader too, but she was never a cheerbitch. She only joined because she loved to dance and it was the closest thing king high had to a dance team. Anyways, I was secretly kind of glad they broke up. Don't get me wrong, I love Madison and hated that she was hurt. I also ripped Glen a new one for doing what he did but not having to watch my best friend and my brother make out all the time was kind of a relief. I was the brains in our friendship with Madison just passing enough classes to graduate. Its not that she wasn't smart she just didn't really care. She decided to forgo college and get a job right after high school. We got our apartment together soon after. After Clay and I opened Hit, she came to work for us as our bar manager, and has been with us ever since.

I got to my front door and heard loud music from inside the apartment. It was almost three am, so it was a little strange, and probably not appreciated by our neighbors. I walk in the door and quickly close it behind me trying to keep the noise in. I rush into the living room and grab the remote to turn down the music. I turn to face my roommate who is sitting on the floor leaning against the couch.

"Maddy, what the hell are yo- oh god Maddy sweety, are you alright? What happened?"

She was sitting in her underwear and a tank top next to an almost empty bottle of wine. In front of her was what looked like a pile of ripped up photographs. The worst part was my best friend was crying her eyes out.

"What's wrong with me Spence?" She cried, "Why do they always need someone else?" Her eyes were begging me for an answer. I walked over and sat down beside her, pulling her into my arms.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with you Mads," I said to her softly, "nothing at all."

I continued to hold her and rub her back for a minute while she collected herself. She eventually pulled back and wiped her eyes with a frustrated sigh.

"He cheated on me Spence.. Ryan cheated on me with that little red headed bitch that works at his office." She looked so heartbroken. "I went to surprise him with lunch today. When i got to his office he wasn't there and the secretary said she thinks he went out for lunch. I decide while walking back to my car that I'll call him and see where he is and if maybe he wanted to meet up for a quickie or something before he went back to work. As i was pulling up his number on my phone, i accidentally got off on the wrong level in the parking garage. I looked up and noticed but ad i turned to get back on the elevator, i noticed Ryan's car parked in the far corner. I pulled up my phone to call him when i thought i saw something move in his car. I walked over to it and look in the window and what do i see? None other than stupid fire crotch cunt face office bitch, with my boyfriends dick down her fucking throat!"

The sadness in her eyes had turned to rage as she relived the scene.

"Jesus Maddy I'm so sorry! What did you do?" I was almost afraid to ask.

"I ripped the door open and they both looked up at me terrified. They didn't know what the fuck to do. He started putting his junk away while she jumped up and tried to fix herself quickly so she could get the hell out of there. Ryan was of course blabbering excuses and trying to get himself out of being caught. He tried to get out of the car and i punched him in the nose." She smirked at that part. "I don't think i broke it but it was totally bleeding," she stated proudly. "Fire crotch tried to bolt when i punched him but i snagged her by her hair and pulled her to the ground. I told her that she didn't need to be running off anywhere cause he is all hers now," she went on, "then i told him i never wanted to hear from him again and if i did I'd make sure to break it next time," she finished matter of factly. I had been cracking up since the fire crotch tried to bolt line.

As i dialed down my laughter, i could tell my friend was still very much hurting. I put my hand on her shoulder. "You were too good for him anyway Mads," i tried to comfort her.

"Apparently I'm too good for everybody Spence," she said sadly. "Why am i never enough? I just want to be enough for someone," She said almost to herself.

"One day you'll find someone who you'll be more then enough for Maddy. Someone who will love you so much there wont be room for anyone else," I promised, "something like that will definitely be worth the wait."

I was trying to convince myself as much as her. I hadnt found anyone to love me like that either.