Ch4.
'More for her.'
It was obvious that this guy didn't like to be pink, lucky for him I was up and ready for today. I took my unc's new car that I was jealous of; a nice silver Shelby Mustang, the lucky bastard.
It made me remember the keys that I have, they where definitely to somewhere and I guess id swing by Jim's after I get some dye remover for Apollo.
Okay this place wasn't as I expected. Their where motorcycles everywhere, custom and just made to perfection.
I walked over to the main office and knocked twice.
A guy who looked like he was about in his sixties smiled knowingly at me as he opened the door.
"Let me guess, your Rocky."
"You know me?"
"Your father loved to come here, he also sent me a letter letting me know that you'd come looking for me."
He made his way over to a chromed shed with a huge padlock sealing the doors shut. "The key please."
I handed over a key that had the exact numbers on it as the padlock did.
I watched in slow motion as the lock hit the ground and the doors swung open to reveal one the greatest sights I have ever seen.
It was an all black, chromed wheel motorcycle with purple letters on the back that read 'Purple Venom.' My dad had just given me the best present of them all, love.
Spencer's pov.
I could see him trying his best not to grimace as I proudly talked openly about my sex life. Deacon Cole offered to talk to me in his office; he and mom felt that I haven't been myself lately.
Like they'd actually know me, both where to busy hiding behind the bible to deal with the real world one on one.
So here I was, actually having a conversation with this guy. He noticed how I'd look out his window every now and then. I was contemplating on whether to use that as an escape route if this guy tried anything, because he sure had his mind set on something.
It grew quiet when I finished, he stood up slowly and looked down at me, "Do you honestly think all this worthless sex is going to help you with your pain?"
"I know it's not Deacon, but its fun and I like to have fun," I stared right back out the window and into the courtyard, nothing but grass.
"Your mother blames Ashley."
"Well, she doesn't want to put herself out there so she has to blame someone." Mom could always lie. She never spoke the truth to anyone who was in church; only too people she never even got to know. Ashley is a good person, even though that I kind of hate her guts.
I made it a habit to correct her about Ashley…she wasn't the perpetrator, she was the victim. Now my phone is going off, text message from Chelsea, she was going back home and her parents were not being asses anymore.
I looked up back at Cole who had a grim look on his face, "Was that Ashley?"
"Uh not that it's any of your business Deacon," I told him as lightly as possible, "It was Chelsea, and she's going home today."
A smile soon replaced that grim look. So I get it, its okay for my brother to have sex with his girlfriend and get her pregnant, not to mention her tragedy and her parents blamed her through all that, but I can't be in love with a girl?
"She belongs with her family,"
"We are her family…her parents are just petting her, trying to be parents now, it's sad really."
Another text message was sent to me, this time from Madison, -Bon Fire Party on sth bch, 9-
Oh hell yeah I was in, time to end this torture session.
"Mr. Cole it's been good but I need to get home, I'm having…cramps." Yeah those are a bitch.
He shudders and nods knowingly, "Please just go."
Ashley's Pov
I paid 280 bucks for someone to just drive this car back home, he better like it too, taxis aren't easy to obtain. All I did was remove the top sign and pay around a thousand to fix up the inside, a bit of costume paint and we were in business.
A black taxi, it's a car alright. I threw a sheet over it and waited for mom to reveal it to him. She was going to tell him that she bought it for him, how I lost his dog and how she wanted to get him something better.
Kyle was an old guy like over menopause. He was nice to me and respected me enough to let me do what I wanted when mom went on her trips and he'd be there, I remembered when he watched L word with me. He still couldn't get why Shane and Carmen didn't stay together.
So this car is going to have me all over it, he'll know that I got it for him and not mom. Oh yeah he'll laugh as well.
I left quickly, hopefully for the whole night…when those two got together for the night I didn't want to hear anything coming from their room.
I guess its Aiden- wait wait. I have a twin…who I treated like crap. I should so find where she stays and chill with her today, get to know her a bit.
She seems very aware that she is strong, and probably could kick some serious ass, Josh better watch his back.
I wonder what she's up too…oh yeah duh…let me see if I can reach her...
I was out riding my new bike with the last key in my pocket. Before I left, Jim informed me where the last key went.
"Oh he's talking about his old home. He grew up in LA, the house still stands."
I located the last street on a whim; I was too excited to know where I was going and nearly passed it. I parked in the broken concrete drive way and looked up at the brick house.
If I had money I would so fix this baby up. I located the garage and walked quickly, it too had a lock, but with a chain, it must have been twelve years old.
I dropped to my knees and pushed upwards, squeaky sounds filled the air as it finally caved in. I took my time and entered the dark garage; it was cleared out all except for a large box that read R.D's treasures.
No lock this time, I pride it open and peered inside, there were a lot of his old music sheets and pictures of him and me and Ashley before we were separated.
He looked saddened. I came across a note book full of poems as well.
Then my mouth went dry as I picked up an electric guitar with a note posted to it.
'Happy Bday Rocky.'
R.D.
It was all black with purple electric bolts, I turned it over and there it read my name.
'Rocky III.'
'Huh.'
'Ash!'
'Hey…this is really weird.'
'Tell me about it, what's up sis.'
'You called me sis…I'm sorry for being pissy to you.'
'Its okay, id act the same way.' I slowly closed the box back leaving my hand on it. Just having a small moment to myself.
'I was wondering if I could spend the night, moms going to kill me tonight.'
'Surprised she never tried to, but sure.'
'Sweet…hey theirs this bon fire on south beach wanna go.'
'I never been to a bon fire, it seems preppy.'
'Nah, you'll like it…the stars should be out tonight.'
'I like the stars.'
I stared at the box then the guitar for another minute then got up and closed the garage for good, all his memories where going to stay in that box.
'Okay, im game.'
So now I have a cream colored poodle instead of pink. He was wide awake now, and seemed to want to listen to me ramble on about my guitar and bike.
I've dreamed of having both, never had the money for a bike I know that for sure.
I hung up my guitar on the wall next to my Epik High poster. "Apollo it feels so good to have her in my life now, of course it's not going to be easy when I see mom, but I'm already preparing to scare the shit out of her."
What would be a good time to meet that monster of a woman? No I can't think of her now, she'll just ruin my life again.
I pull on some black shorts and a white hoody and observe my hair. "Up or down Apollo?"
I looked back at him as he barked. "Down it is."
Ashley's Pov
I knocked on the door softly and took in a steady breath, from what I've heard, my aunt and uncle where laid back.
I man with blonde hair who could be mistaken for my dad answered the door with a wide smile. "Ashley, it's so good to finally see ya."
It was intense; I've never known anyone else in my family but my mom so I guess I startled him by hugging him tightly.
His chuckle soothed me. "You look just like him,"
"He got his looks from me." I smiled and pulled back. "Lacy come out here its Ashley."
"Oh my goodness!" Aunt Lacy as presumed, look like a tough old lady, she was short but proud of her size and she sure could hug you like a python.
"Aunt Lacy…Aunt Chad it's good to know there good people out there."
"Hey we were going to raise you as well, but your mother won that argument."
Lacy shook her head, "Woman has no soul if you ask me."
"I lived with her this long and I still don't see it."
Just as I was about to sit down I spotted my twin smirking at me from the door way. 'Hey come up stairs.'
I followed her after excusing myself. She showed me her room and I must say pops had taste.
"It's not a mansion, but it's me." I threw my bag by the closet door and sat on her bed. "LA is pretty huge."
"It'll seem smaller to you the longer you stay," I whispered, I felt a cold nose nudge me and turn to see the dog I had lost. "Dude! You found Elvis."
He yawned and went to Rocky's side and slept on her.
"Oh you own this dog, I'm so sorry-."
"Nah, it's my mother's boyfriends. Doesn't matter anymore now, he's going to get something way better. So he's yours."
She picked him up and nuzzled him, "Hey I wasn't planning on giving him back, this is my buddy, Apollo."
"You named him that! His real name was Elvis."
"Elvis! No he's an Apollo." Rocky rubbed him gently behind his ears to get him to sleep. He was already in lala land before she cut the lights off.
"Come on, the stars are out tonight."
Ashley had a smooth ride herself, I never noticed how big SUVs' where on the inside. We made it to the beach as the sky was darkening.
"There's a lot of people here." I shivered at the thought of not fitting in.
"Don't sweat them," She parked and hoped out waiting on me, "Come on." I rolled out of the car and closed the door lightly. She was already making her way over to the fire.
There was about three kegs and I could smell food so that was a plus plus, and then I noticed a blonde walking over to me.
Her smile nearly bringing me to my knees. "Hey you."
"Hi Spencer."
This was going to be a long night.
