AN: This chapter's been totally rewritten! Thank you for reading! I'll have more out soon now that i've got internet again!
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It hurts…
It hurts really bad… and I'm cold…
There's yelling, why is there yelling? Wait… that's my name their yelling…
Where's my dad? He was in the car and there were bright lights on his side all of a sudden… oh…
Oh, no! That truck that was turning… Dad tried to get past it to get to the store faster… Oh, God…
OH, GOD! Dad's head, it was… What was it? I didn't get to see, I was looking at dad and then… looking at the trees from the ground…
No, not the ground… I'm on the ground now…. I felt weightless, like I was jumping out of a really tall tree… No, I was thrown from the car…
My back's really warm, and sticky… Wait… the yelling's stopped, I guess their giving up…
I wasn't worth looking for anyway; my dad's always told me so. I guess its true… Now I can get some sleep, I'm so tired…
Let me just close my eyes for a second, their so heavy…
There was a noise… There it is again… Must be some animal looking for its next meal, no human can be that quiet while out here…
It must be a wolf, it just growled… Didn't it? No, that's a voice…
There's something moving the bush away, my makeshift blanket.
"There ya are girl" someone above me said… might be an angle… "Hey, girl, don'cha give up now, I jus' found ya." The voice said again… There's a face to the voice now…
Those eyes… Those amazing deep blue eyes… Must be an angle, those eyes are unreal… No, wait…
I know those eyes, that neighbor guy, the one who's dad's my dad's drinking buddy… Daryl… Yah, and his brother's Merle…
"Least I got ya eyes open, now ta git ya up an' ta tha others…" He continued to say something, but It was lost in translation. I was lost in his eyes… Wait, he said others… which means they didn't quit looking! I'm worth looking for!
"Girl! Are ya even listen ta me?" He asked.
"Wh-What?" I said, not liking how weak-sounding my voice is; how embarrassing!
He sighed, "I said: You don't know that I know you watch me every night
And I just can't resist the urge to stand here in the light…"
Wait… "What?" I asked confused…
He looked at me and said, "You're greedy eyes upon me and then I come undone
And I could close the curtains but this too much fun!"
'I get off on you, getting off on me!
Give you what you want, but nothin-'
"Hello?" I asked into my phone. My hands were kind of shaking… 'it was just a dream.' I think to myself, bringing my attention back to the phone. Damn people, always have to call when it's early and shit!
"AJ, baby, I've figured out what you need to help with your issues!" The voice on the other end said. It was too early to think about who'd call me right now… On second thought, now that I see the clock, its not that early…
"Who is this?" I asked, trying to not be rude with them; but knowing my hangover wasn't going to go away any time soon, that wasn't going to last…
"Ok, which one of them bastards told you to forget about me?" The guy sounded like he was pouting… It's one of the boys, I know that.
Pulling my phone away from my face to see who it was, I groaned when I saw Zack's name. He's always got these crazy ideas that just happen to never pan out…
"Ok, Zack, what'cha got for me?" I asked, sitting up and pushing Evan a little so he woke up too. Rubbing my face to try and rid it of sleep, I hit Evan again making him groan; he'd get up soon too, if he knew what's good for him.
"Ok, so you've got that trailer that's all yours right? And it's next to those woods you and Evan've always talked about, right? Why not take a vacation?!" Obviously he was excited about his plan. I could practically see him jumping up and down. I laughed at the mental image and shook my head.
I put him on speaker, so Evan could hear him too, and asked, "So your big plan about helping get my thoughts sorted out is to go and vacation, explore the woods, and all at the place where most of the mess in my mind is centered around?"
There was a pause, "Well, if you put it that way, it sounds bad… BUT! The guys and I'll come with you! We'll all take a vacation, together! Your scheduling had got us pretty busy and with no time for ourselves, how will we function?" Zack retorted.
I laughed, "Yah, that'll happen, Zack. Have you even asked the guys about this yet? Who's idea was this anyway?" I had a hard time believing this was all his idea, usually his plans center around himself and three or four college girls.
"Actually, it was my plan!" There was another pause, "Then Evan and Brian made it better and more realistic!" That almost made me laugh, but what he said made me pause this time.
I looked over to Evan, who was now sitting on the very edge of the bed conveniently the farthest away from me. "So Evan put you up to this?" When he agreed to my conclusion, I launched over to Evan and socked him in the arm twice.
Sighing, I got off the phone with Zack after telling him I'd think about it. After hanging up, I looked at Evan, with the red mark now on his arm, and laughed at his sad rendition of a pouty face.
"So, your idea, huh?" I asked, while getting up to find clothes for the day. Ok, so it wasn't hard to find clothes, I usually only wear shorts and a Tank top. Today I'll go with the Kacki shorts and the baby blue tank that's seen better days; it was actually almost ripped in half, but I like the effect it made on the shirt. It was only connected on the sides where the stitching was, and the rips in the thing were pretty even – one in front and one in back. I still think one of the guys cut it like that to try and see more of my body…
"Well yah, I mean you and I both know you need a break from all this shooting. And you can even get a chance to take more silly pictures of us to laugh at!" He defended himself, while also getting up and going to my other closet. It's actually the main reason I'm able to have a studio in my apartment; because I have extra clothes that the models, or one of my boys in this case, can change into for different shots. It comes in pretty handy too.
"So, you really think this could work?" I asked, "Going back to the place I was tormented and you were beaten? Opening up those old wounds again to get what? Closure?"
"I know it'd help you clear all that mess up in that giant melon of yours… But yes, I think we're at a time in our lives now to finally be able to get that…" He retorted, going from silly to serious. Throwing a pillow at him I laughed, trying to keep the mood up and away from the dark side. Though he knew exactly how I felt about it all; this is why I love having a friend with benefits, all the sex I want, none of the complicated crap that goes with it, but still that person that cares about what's wrong with you…
They don't know it, but I'm actually friends with benefits with Evan, Dom, Peter, and Quinn. And no, not at one time or very often, I'm no whore! I'd like to see you try and be around these boys for months at a time and not have any hormonal urges on any one of them!
"Seriously, though, it'd be nice to get away from it all for a little while. You know?" He said, slipping a white shirt over his head, going well with his black jean pants.
Looking at him, I understood exactly what he was talking about. It really would be nice to just get away for a few weeks. Get away from the fans, and family members who wanted hook ups, and clients, and just the city life… And we could take some of the new gear the company wanted us to test…
And those thoughts are what lead to me standing in front of my old porch, just one and a half short weeks later…
"Guys… I'm not sure I want to do this anymore…" I meekly stated to the group that was waiting behind me. They knew what it meant to me to be back here; many a drunk nights were spent talking about pasts and no I couldn't ever get out of it. Though I tried many times…
"Come on, Chica, you can't get out of this that easy!" Grey said, while stopping me from backing up any more. No, instead, he pushed me up the old wooden steps. Knowing exactly which boards would creak, I stepped over them – I didn't want to hear them sound right now…
"Yah, what was the point of having the place professionally cleaned and redecorated to look totally different, if we aren't going to dirty it up again?!" Peter said from the back, causing the guys to chuckle a little. Hey, it wasn't my money that went into that! The guys did it, thinking it would help me get past things…
"You're right…" I took a breath, trying to steady myself, and looked back at the faces of the 13 guys that all fully supported me. The look in their eyes is what gave me the guts to actually open the door. Pausing with my eyes closed first, just waiting for my old man's voice yelling at me to 'get in the kitchen and do a woman's job'.
There was a solid hand on my back, helping me remember what's the past, and what's the now. Stepping inside, I opened my eyes and looked around. The furniture they rented was just right in this trailer. Not too big, but not too small either, can't fit 13 guys in one four bedroom double wide without some major furniture arrangement. There were even things in the living room to work out with: weights, treadmill, even a punching bag and some mats!
It took me a moment to see familiar things, like the floor plan or the door molding… "You know guys, I don't even think I have memories of this place anymore… seeing as it's not the same place I grew up in…" I said after they all got in. Some of them just looked around, while some didn't know what to do with their bodies.
"Well with the place changed so much and the furniture, it's probably just not triggering any memories to pop up. You know?" Evan said from in the kitchen, already raiding the fridge.
Oh, no, he's not going to get to pick the place of the goodies yet! "Yah you're probably right, but can we at least get the shit out of the trucks before you raid the place?" I asked, joking and being serious at the same time.
There was a collective "Yes, ma'am." And out the door they went. Me on the other hand, I went straight to the stereo and connected my iPod. Just some music to dance to and I'd be calmed down to actually get things done around here. Little did I know that the music was disturbing our not so nice neighbors.
~DARYL POV
I was sitting at the kitchen table, cleaning my guns and thinkin' about that girl I found that one day, and listenin' to Merle snore his latest high off. But that girl, man, that girl was the main thing to figure out now. Had a dream about her a couple nights ago and I don't know why… Yes I do, it was her eyes. Ten 'er so years and I still can't get her golden brown eyes out of my mind. When I first saw them up close that night, I thought they were a dull brown. Then she just kept staring at me like I was her angle to take her away, that's when I saw the gears rollin' in her little head.
It was like she had given up and seein' who I actually was… made her realize she would live. Her eyes got this look about them then. When I shined my flashlight on her face, they changed; got this chocolate color with different speckles in em, goin' from brown to gold to a little green. She wouldn't stop starin' either, like if she looked away she'd die right there.
The noise of a car pulled me out of my thoughts. Lookin' out the window, I saw two big trucks and a good sized jeep pull up to the house next door. Well looks like the people who had that house all worked on and lookin good are finally here. Come to think of it, that was her house…
'Daryl! Stop thinkin' 'bout her! She's gone and you'll never see those eyes again, get over it!' I scolded myself. Watching the people in the cars get out, I couldn't believe that many guys would stay in one house like that.
"Must be gay." I said to myself, goin back to my guns. I was almost finished with them when I heard music some from that house. Knowing exactly what'd happen if Merle woke up without sleepin off all his high, I got ready for a fight. And right on time, Merle storms out of his room, cussin and spittin fire.
Following him out the house, we come across about 13 head of pretty boys. One of em looked kind of familiar too…
"You know how AJ is, little music and right as rain" I over heard one of them say. Lagging back a bit, I took them all in. I feel like I've seen all these guys before… somewhere… Nah, just my stupid head.
"EY! Ya'll know what time it is? It's Merle's sleepin' time! Turn that damn shit off!" Merle yelled at them, as he was headed to their yard. This won't end up good, I can tell.
One of the closest one's stepped forward, "I'm sorry? Did you just yell at us to turn down OUR music? When its perfectly legal to have loud noise commin' from OUR house at 2 in the afternoon?"
"Look here, pretty boy, I ain't got time ta make ya listen. I'll give ya one last time ta turn tha Nigga music off!" Merle spat. Oh ya, he'd be able to take on all these puffed up pretty boys.
"The FUCK he jus' say?" the black pretty boy asked the one next to him. Then in a flash he was bein held back from Merle by the others. One of them said something to him and he looked at the guy and back to Merle. A smile on his face… What? "Alright, mothafucker, you want the music turned off, ya got to talk to AJ." The others looked at the black guy and his buddy and back to Merle, smiles spreadin across their faces too… The hell is goin on?
"Fine by me, where is this AJ Asshole?" Merle asked, then added "Think I need ta teach him a lesson in bein a fren'ly neighbor."
"Then just be our guest, AJ's in the house, go on in." The first one from before spoke up again. They all made a path to the porch just for us too. 'this is getting weird as all Hell…' I thought to myself.
Once we got to the open door though, Merle froze. Grunting, I pushed him inside and followed, only to be frozen in spot too.
'God, DAMN!' I thought, taking in the sight before me. There was a long leggid woman with all the right curves dancing in the middle of the room. She was faced away from us giving us a beautiful view of her ass, so she didn't notice us. The pretty boys came in around us, apparently used to seeing this Goddess dancing.
She had on short blue jean shorts, a green tank top, and no shoes but socks. And her lower back long hair swung in waves to match her body movements. My God, she was perfect in all the right places.
The song that was on was some country thing that she was swingin to easily and when the song changed to some high speed Mexican thing, she was swingin her hips to that easy as hell too. Then she noticed the pretty boys around the room and started dancing in front of different ones, and mouthin the words like it was all just a game or somethin. The song changed again to some hip-hop nigger thing, but she just went with it and her dancing made me like this song a whole lot! One of her moves made her shirt ride up and we got a good view of her back… I froze.
I know that scar, I know that scar damn well, I wrapped up that scar when it was fresh…
Merle looked over to me for the first time to say something but stopped at the look on my face. That made him take a better look at the girls still exposed back too. He was there when that scar was fresh too, he looked to me with shock on his face, knowing exactly who that was.
The girl finished dancing and turned off the music, her pretty boys looking at her as she walked farther away from us to get water. When she came back she still hadn't noticed us, looking to the closest one she was goin to say something but Merle and his amazing timing spoke up first.
"What a scar on ya back girl." His words made her freeze in her spot, I'm pretty sure she knew exactly who it was too. "I seen a scar like yers before, but this one was fresh. Remember 'lil brother? Tha' girl ya saved who was thrown from a car? What was 'er name again, Brotha?"
That's when she turned and looked at us by the door, she was takin us in slowly, feet ta head. When she got ta my eyes I kept her there, locked in her amazing golden brown gaze. It seemed like forever before I spoke, "They said her name was AJ."
