Coop's reunion with the others in this chapter. Can you guys believe that I cranked out all of WL&RL (White Lines and Red Lights) in only exactly 3 weeks? I mean come on. That's pretty spiffeh.
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Reunion of Sorts
Alex POV
I'm currently driving Lucy, Wiley, Bridget and Kyla to the open mic at some club. Apparently Spencer, Ashley, and Arden don't know of my homecoming so, this is their little surprise. Bridget and Kyla decided to scold me for not talking to everyone else and especially for not visiting for 4 years…but I had to get away. I was so screwed up with everything that went on for that half year in the Davies house that I needed to clean out my system and start over and do what was right for me, to not always be the martyr.
We walk into the club and I spot the brunette that I've been trying to get out of my mind since I left. Arden Davies, up there with her guitar setting up her mic. I chuckle a bit, she looks nervous…she honestly doesn't sing lead so this is a treat. Everyone heads over to the bar and I see Spencer sitting at a table. Ashley must be back helping Arden. I walk over to her…"Well, well, well…Spencer Carlin…fancy meeting you here." Her head shoots up and she grins.
"Alex Cooper? Cornell attending Coop?" She squeals and practically tackles me. Jeez what's with the tackling…Do I scream defense dummy or something? "I can't believe you here, we all missed you so much. God, Ard and Ash will be so excited…" I get a little nervous at the mention of their names.
"You think? I mean I haven't talked to them in forever and Arden didn't want to say goodbye and-" Spencer puts her hand over my mouth.
"Breathe Alex, breathe…"
I muffle out, "Koinda hawrd wif your hand on mah mouf." She giggles and pulls her hand away.
"Sorry, Al…Ash is probably going to come out soon…kinda funny that you came to Arden's one show…"
I roll my eyes, "Lucy and Wiley didn't give me a choice…I just got off the plane like 3 hours ago and I'm really tired…but excited ya know?"
She nods, "They've been doing well…they just finished therapy today."
"Therapy?"
"For their issues with jealousy and everything…you kinda convinced them that something needed to change…" Wow…I thought they'd do something but not therapy. "You look good Al, a few peircings and…a tattoo?" She pulls my wrist up and sees 'Until the Day I Die' in script letters. She chuckles a little, "Well…that's interesting…" Interesting? I open my mouth to say something but she interrupts quickly, "Quick, hide…Ash is coming this way." I hide behind a crowd of people nearby.
Ash walks up to Spencer and wraps her arms around her, "Hey, baby…Saw you chatting up and almost tackling some brunette with cartilage piercings, not replacing me I hope?" Spencer laughs and shakes her head.
"Nah, Ash…actually you know the brunette…"
"Do I? I would've sworn I could recognize people…" I pop out of the crowd.
"Geez I leave for 4 years and you forget about me!" She whips her head around with her eyes wide.
"COOP!" She launches into me and I laugh.
"Yeah, yeah that's me. Goofball Coop at your service m'lady."
"Spence did you know?" Ash asks.
"No, Lucy and Wiley dragged her here. She just got off the plane."
I grin and say nonchalantly, "I'm kind of moving a few streets away from the Davies mansion…" Ashley screams and hugs me tightly. "Alright…need to breathe…"
She lets go of me, "My bad, Coopski." She looks at the stage. "She hasn't been the same ya know? I mean she's gotten better jealousy wise..but when she thinks people aren't looking, she is the saddest looking person I've ever seen."
"Yeah…I know all too well…I just had to look in the mirror for 4 years…" Ash looks at me sympathetically.
"Well, all that matters is that your back and not going anywhere?"
I grin, "Yeah, I'm staying for good this time."
Spencer speaks up, "Hey Ash…look at her wrist and tell me that isn't the cutest and most interesting thing ever…"
Ash picks up my wrist and grins, "Wow…that's perfect."
"Wait, what? I'm confuzzled."
"You'll see Coopy, you'll see."
Arden walks onstage. She still looks amazing. Her hair is a bit longer and she's still sexy as hell. "Hey guys," She rasps out in her Davies voice, "So this is my one and only open mic performance. It was a song that I wrote recently about this girl…you might know her as the other half of Ardex." I hear whoops but I'm intently focused on her. She wrote a song for me…and she doesn't know I'm in the crowd. Boy will she be surprised. "Uh, we kinda went through a rough patch which drove her away, I was so selfish and jealous that she needed some time to herself to go to school and follow what she really wanted, thus ending our wonderful time together at our house and as a band." I hear a few boo's and 'ADFL rocks'." Hey, hey…its what we all needed, we rushed into the band, it was never Alex's fault, she's the one who brought us all together," Wow…she matured so much. "So yeah, this is for you Alex Cooper…where ever you are…your still in my heart and I'm so sorry." I feel my heart thudding and clenching at her words. God, I missed her.
She begins strumming and singing.
I remember the times we spent together
on those drives
We had a million questions
all about our lives
and when we got to New York
everything felt right
I wish you were here with me
tonight
I remember the days we spent together
were not enough
and it used to feel like dreamin'
except we always woke up
Never thought not having you
here now would hurt so much
Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you
I can just look up
and know the stars are
holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight
I remember the time you told me about when you were eight
And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait
I remember the car you were last seen in
and the games we would play
All the times we spilled our coffees
and stayed out way too late
I remember the time you told me about your Jesus
and how not to look back even if no one believes us
When it hurt so bad sometimes
not having you here...
She looks up and scans the crowd, fumbling a little when she catches my eyes.
I sing,
Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you
I can just look up
and know the stars are
holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight
I sing,
Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you
I can just look up
and know the stars are
holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight
I walk towards the stage as she sets her guitar down. "Thank you guys, goodnight." She walks off stage, rubbing her forehead. I round the side into the back and stop in front of her.
She stops, her eyes wide. "You're really here…"
I shrug, "Yeah I am…for good." I half-smile.
She grins and launches herself into me, "God, I missed you so much, Al. I regretted everyday that I let you go." I hear the tears in her voice.
My voice quivers a bit, "I missed you too, Ard. We need to talk though…"
"Yeah we do. Like your new found piercings and…ink?" She pulls my wrist up and I blush a bit. She looks up at me, dumbfounded. "You remembered?" We vowed that we'd get tattoos on the inside of our wrists of the first songs we'd write for each other. She pulls her sleeve up a bit and shows me hers. 'Wait Another Day'. "Well…so did I." She grins and I hold her to me, her face burying into my neck.
"I'm glad…" Then it hits me and I shake my head. "No wonder everyone else kept smirking at me when they saw it.." She giggles into my neck.
"Psh…they're just jealous," She winks at me, "Let's get out of here." I nod and we exit backstage.