Chapter 2
It was now the end of our Junior year and we were all gonna go back to the Way's house to party. I told them I'd be over later since my parents asked me to come straight home after school. They gave me a ride and I walked up my front steps and opened the door. I could hear my parents yelling in the kitchen. I walked in and grabbed an apple.
"Spencer. Good, you're home." My mom said.
"We have some news to tell you." My dad said.
"You may want to sit down." My mom said. I hopped up onto the counter and looked at my parents questioningly. My mom gave me a disapproving glance, but I ignored her.
"Sweetheart. Your mother and I are getting a divorce." My dad said. The apple dropped from my hand and landed on the floor with a thud.
"What?" I practically screamed.
"Oh, Spencer, it's for the best." My mom said.
"You and I will be moving." My dad said gravely.
"No!" I shouted jumping off the counter.
"Spencer-"my mom tried to calm me.
"No, Mom! My life was uprooted two years ago and you can't do that again!" I shouted.
"Spencer, this was your father and my decision. In two weeks your father will be moving out and you will be going with him." My mother said sternly. My eyes started to well up with tears.
"Wh- where?" I asked.
"Where what?" my dad asked.
"Where are we moving?" I yelled.
"We'll be moving to California." My dad said. My jaw dropped.
"California? That's on the other side of the freaking country!" I screamed.
"Yes, Spencer. I understand that." My dad said calmly.
"I- I mean, I can't just stay here?" I asked.
"No." my mom answered immediately. Tears started to slip down my face. This couldn't be happening. "You may want to go start packing." I ran out of the kitchen and flung open the front door. I darted down the front steps and my parents came running to the door.
"Spencer, where are you going?" my dad yelled after me. But I just kept running. And I ran all the way to Gerard's house. I quickly ran up the front steps and let myself in. I knew they'd all be in Gerard's room so I ran up the stairs and burst through the door. All the guys looked at the door and Gerard sprung up.
"Spencer, sweet, you're here. This is gonna be so- What's wrong?" he asked seeing me crying. I threw myself into his arms and started sobbing into his chest. Frank quickly got up and ran over to the two of us. Gerard pulled me back. "Spence, what happened?" Gerard asked. I wiped my face with the back of my sleeve.
"M-my parents are getting a divorce." I said. Frank grabbed me in a tight hug.
"Divorces are always hard. My parents got divorced a few years ago." Frank said.
"That's not all." I said pulling back from the hug. The other three boys got up and walked over to us. "I- I'm moving to California." I choked out.
"What?" Mikey yelled. Gerard's eyes grew wide.
"No, no, no. They can't just fucking take you!" he screamed.
"Unfortunately, I don't have a say in the matter." I replied throwing myself onto Gerard's bed. He sat down at the foot of the bed.
"We're gonna find a way around this. I mean, there has to be another option." He said sadly. I remained silent. I knew there were no other options. I felt Frank lay down next to me. He wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug and I started crying again into his chest.
"When do you move?" Ray asked quietly.
"Two weeks." I said sourly.
"Two weeks?" I heard Bob almost scream.
"Ok, we're not gonna let this fucking happen. There's gotta be an alternative! I mean, we can find a way-"Gerard started.
"Gerard!" I interrupted him. He looked at me. "This is happening. There's no changing it." I said.
"But…" he never finished his thought. We all just sat there in silence. This was really the end. I'd be moving to California and God only knows if I'd ever see them again.
I ended up staying the night at the Way's house. Of course, I forgot to grab clothes when I ran out of my house. So Gerard let me borrow a pair of sweatpants and tee shirt of his to sleep in. I left real early in the morning, before any of the guys got up. It was just too hard to be around them right now. They had become like brothers to me, and now I had to leave them.
The boys woke up later and found that I was gone. Mikey was the first to wake up. He pushed Frank and he slowly woke up.
"What?" Frank asked sleepily.
"Spencer, she's gone." Mikey said. Frank sat up.
"So she is." He said.
"I wonder where she went." Mikey said thinking out loud.
"Where who went?" Ray asked waking up.
"Spencer." Mikey and Frank said at the same time.
"What about her?" Gerard asked sitting up also.
"Oh my God. I'm not saying this again, so get Bob up." Mikey said. Ray threw a pillow at Bob's face and Bob soon woke up.
"Ok, so what about Spencer?" Gerard asked.
"Well, if you haven't noticed, she's not here." Mikey said.
"Where'd she go?" Gerard asked.
"I don't know. Probably home, though." Frank said.
"Yeah. Gerard, before she goes, you need to tell her." Mikey said. Gerard glared at him. He didn't want the other guys to know yet.
"Tell her what?" Frank asked raising his eyebrows.
"Uhh…nothing." Gerard said getting up and starting to walk out of the room.
"Nothing but the fact that he-"Mikey started but Gerard whipped around and gave him a death glare.
"Mikey, don't say it." Gerard warned.
"Oh, come on. They're gonna find out eventually." Mikey stated.
"So? They don't need to find out now." Gerard protested.
"Find out what? Tell us!" Ray yelled. He hated it when people didn't tell him what was going on. Gerard gave Mikey a pleading look begging him not to tell.
"Gerard's in love with Spencer!" Mikey blurted out. The guys just gaped. They kinda had a thought that he did, but they weren't positive. They next thing they knew Gerard lunged across the room at Mikey and tackled him.
"Ahh! Help! Mee!" Mikey gasped under Gerard. Bob and Ray pulled Gerard off of Mikey and Frank dragged Mikey across the room so he was away from Gerard.
"Why did you tell them?" Gerard yelled at Mikey trying to break out of Bob and Ray's grasp.
"Oh, come on Gerard, maybe they can help." Mikey said cowering behind Frank. It grew silent in the room.
"So…" Frank broke the silence. "You really love her?" he asked.
"Yeah." Gerard said finally.
"Well then, there's only one thing to do." Frank said smiling. Gerard looked at him questioningly. "Get your ass up and dressed and go on over there and tell her." Frank said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What? I-I can't go over there now! That's too much information to dump on a girl in only 24 hours!" Gerard stated.
"Fine, fine. But you're telling her before she leaves." Frank said.
The two weeks passed quicker than any of us could've wanted. It was now the day that I would be leaving for California. The guys had all come over to my house to say their goodbyes. They all knew that Gerard still hadn't told me, so they left the two of us alone at one point. Gerard and I were standing in my driveway as my dad came down the front steps carrying a box.
"Spence, two minutes." He said putting the box in the back of the car and going back into the house. I nodded and turned to Gerard.
"So, this is really it." I said sadly.
"I guess so. But, we'll still talk and all, right?" he asked.
"Yeah, of course! I mean, unless I lose your guys' phone numbers or something." I said. Gerard gave me a look.
"Gerard, I'm kidding." I said playfully slapping him on the arm. He gave a sigh of relief.
"Look, Spencer, I need to tell you something." He said suddenly.
"Ok, go for it." I said smiling. He took a deep breath.
"Ok. So what I wanted to tell you was that I think I-"
"Spencer!" my dad called. I turned around.
"Yeah, Dad?" I asked.
"Let's go."
"Ok, one sec." I said turning back to Gerard. "You were saying?"
"I…never mind." He said looking at his shoes.
"You sure?" I asked giving him a worried glance.
"Yeah, it was nothing important."
"O-ok. Well, I'll call you when I get there." I said. He nodded and smiled sadly.
"Spencer, now!" my dad called again. I sighed. I gave Gerard a tight hug and quick peck on the cheek.
"Bye." I said slowly walking to the car. I looked back at him once more before getting into the car and shutting the door. My dad pulled out of the driveway and I looked in the side view mirror and saw Gerard walking sadly to his car.
Gerard arrived at his house and slowly trudged into the living room. The guys were anxiously waiting for him to return and Mikey jumped up as Gerard walked into the room.
"So? Did you tell her?" Mikey asked. Gerard sighed and flopped onto the couch. Mikey knew that meant no. He put a hand on Gerard's shoulder, but he shrugged it off.
"It doesn't matter." Gerard said going to his room and locking the door behind him.
So six hours and three Vanilla Frappecinnos later, we were in Laguna Beach. And I have to admit, it did beat Jersey in looks. We had just left the terminal when I heard a familiar scream. My eyes looked for the source of the voice and they landed on a 5'8 brunette wearing Ralph Lauren and Uggz. Meet Madison Burke. My preppy/sporty cousin. We're polar opposites, but she's one of my best friends. The one thing we actually did have in common: our crystal blue eyes. But seriously, you piss her off, you piss me off.
"Spence!"
"Maddie!" we shouted as we both ran forward and hugged each other.
"I can't believe you're here!" she squealed.
"I know…it's different. Definitely different." I replied.
"Oh, you'll get used to it." she replied still smiling. She said hi to my dad and we headed off to our new home. Since my dad was the one with most of the money, we got a pretty nice place right on the beach. It was gorgeous. Maybe I could get used to this.