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Chapter 7

Dani Goodman never considered herself a strict girlfriend. She never felt she was extremely controlling. Sure she was a little bit of a control freak, but when the love of your life has been through the shit that she has, it was okay to be a little bit over protective. Not to mention, the girl had a little bit more to worry about than just making sure she was eating healthy.

Dani didn't fear losing Missy to Drake Parker. Most boyfriends would, but not Dani. She knew Missy was a lesbian, and she knew that through it all, the two of them would stick it out. Just like they did at camp, and just like they always will.

After all, you don't get a tattoo of someone just because they exist.

But not knowing where Missy was bothered her. Dani understood that her emotions couldn't possibly fathom what she and -she guesses- Drake went through, and she'd never want to understand that kind of hurt. She's been hurt by family before, and to be hurt by a so-called trusted love one would hurt even more. No, she wouldn't want to experience that kind of pain.

Missy spending time with Drake Parker didn't bother her either. She knew Missy needed friends her own age and she knew from girls who had younger siblings at Bellview, that Drake Parker was an all talk type of guy, and dated girls for no longer than a month. She knew that he wasn't going to get anywhere with Missy, and that his brother kept him in line.

Dani knew Drake Parker without knowing him, and she wasn't worried about him at all. But she was worried about him being the reason she's suddenly missing. She was worried that they went somewhere and she never told her where she was going.

That's why she was standing on the front step of the Parker-Nichol household pacing back and forth for someone to answer the door.

She hoped that maybe she was there, and by accident never called.

She rang the doorbell once again only to be greeted by what she guessed was Drake's little sister.

"Um hi, is your brother here?"

Megan only guessed that she was here for Drake. Drake often had girls coming over all the time, though this girl didn't look like someone who fit his cute-bimbo routine. Megan wondered if this was the girl causing Drake to be so weird.

Or was it that other girl Drake seemed to be spending so much time with?

Small Blond seemed to be more of Drakes type, but Dark-Leather-Girl seemed to be more of the kind Drake's forced to see.

"Drakes not home," she replies dull, an answer that's probably been said more times than counted. "I don't know, nor care, when he'll be back."

"Not him, the other one." She can't remember his name at the moment and tries her best to make a non-offensive feature description. Unfortunately, all she can remember is that he had a big head—like a cantaloupe. "The one with the big cantaloupe-like head."

The small girl gives a knowing smirk and invites Dani in. "Hey Boob!" She shouts up the stairs. "Ya got a person here to see you!"

She tries her best to not look intimating, but it's not working. She sees the fear in his eyes as he walks down the stairs noticing her. She's not a scary person, but with the faux-leather jacket and boots, and the motorcycle waiting outside, she knows his judgment.

She's not a scary person, but thinking the worst about what could be happening to her sweetheart, she over reacts and presses the tall nerd up against the wall.

"Where is she?" She demands, holding him still.

"Don't hurt me," he whines, and she notices that he pretty much wet his pants at this point.

"Where is she?" She demands again. She's not going to hurt him, but if making him cry is what it takes to get the answer, she'll do it.

Megan watches what's going on intensively. No one picks on her brothers but her, and if this girl seriously hurts Josh, then there will be hell to pay—and some uncomfortable things in her wardrobe.

"Where'd she go?"

Josh feels her lightening her grip, and he refuses to answer. I have the right to remain silent, he thinks to himself.

She's weakening, and Josh feels himself sliding down the wall.

"Christ," she whines, running her hands through her hair. "Please tell me," she begs and Josh gives in.

"All I know is that she said she was going to pick Drake up this morning, but he wasn't at school."

"Did she say anything?" The tough image of the girl in leather didn't match the pathetic sound coming from her voice. "Anything at all?"

"She did say something about nothing too valuable—whatever that means."

"Oh thank god," she sighed, relieved. "She's probably just there."

"Where?" Now Josh is curious where she took Drake.

"Missy is either in three places: Rodeo, Berkley, or San Francisco."

"…Why?"

"Don't you know anything about my girlfriend, Josh?"

"…Not really…"

"Do you know her favorite band at least?"

"I think so…but what does that have to do with where they're at?"

"Rodeo is where he grew up; Missy's idol, I mean. San Francisco is where her father lives, and Berkley is where this club is that she likes. Chances are she's not in San Fran visiting her dad; she hates that asshole, and Rodeo isn't really somewhere she visits on a whim. This means she most likely took him to the club, and from what she's said, she's showing him her favorite way to express her emotions."

"She's taking him to a club? What kind of psycho is she? They're not even eighteen! She's going to get him killed and-"

Dani cut him off. "First off, it's not a typical club. It's a small little punk rock venue called 924 Gilman. And Drake's not going to be killed. It's a safe all ages club that doesn't serve alcohol and doesn't allow discrimination. It's her favorite place in the world, and the one place she always runs to so she can get rid of some of her thoughts, and take her anger out. She probably took Drake so he could get out his anger."

"What anger and why there?"

"You really don't know my girlfriend at all, and you must not be close to your brother if you don't know what's troubling him."

Josh feels his heart sink. He can't believe that Drake would tell a stranger a problem before him. After all, they were best friends, not to mention brothers. Their relationship wasn't like most siblings, and Josh usually knew what was troubling Drake even before their parents did.

Dani's face turned red at what she said. She immediately wished she could take her words back. Clearly, Drake never told Josh, and clearly, Drake must've not felt ready to tell.

"Oh my god," she said softly. "Josh, I'm so sorry."

"You're sorry?"

Dani sighed; she hoped Missy didn't kill her for what she's about to say.

"Josh, Missy and Drake are good friends. They-they have a lot in common."

"Drake told me. She plays guitars and likes girls."

"It's not-well, Missy befriends people she often feels she can relate to. Unfortunately, from what she's said, Drake falls into that category. Missy-Josh, Missy-"Dani gulped. She didn't know how to put this. This was Missy's story, not hers. But Dani knew that there wasn't a way to go back now. She hopes that at least they have hot steamy make up sex before she gets killed.

"Josh, Missy and I met at an anti-gay camp. She-she had a crush on a girl and her ex, he found out. Yes, he. He tried to fix her, but well, it was pretty much without her permission."

"I'm sorry," Josh apologizes to Dani, his head lowered.

"I know," she replies, and this time she knows he means it. "And Missy befriends people that she can relate to. And," she takes a deep breath. "She says she thinks Drake might've-she thinks- she thinks he's not okay."

Josh can feel his eyes stinging. He's glad Megan's not around right now. He's glad that his parents are out to dinner, and he's glad Drake's not here to lie to him.

Suddenly, the envelope from his dad, this-this Jared guy makes sense to him. Suddenly the reason Drake hates his first name isn't just because. Suddenly, Josh knows more about Drake than he ever wished he did.

And it's making him physically ill.

"I'm really sorry you had to hear it from me."

"No, no, don't apologize. You did the right thing, thank you."

"I'm sorry, Josh," she admits weakly.

Josh doesn't say anything back, as Dani leaves the Parker-Nichols house on her motorcycle.

Drake watches as Missy gets ready the following morning. Her back is turned so he can't see anything, but he does notice something: a small tattoo.

"You have a tattoo?"

She pulls her shirt down over her body and turns around to Drake. "Yeah. I got it a year ago, on our two year anniversary."

"What is it? I mean, if you want-"

"It's Green Day's Heart Grenade. It's a symbol for me, that represents the band I love, and the band that saved me followed by the lyrics And she's holding on my heart like a hand grenade. It's a Green Day song, and it represents Dani. I also have…I know it's bad luck, but…" She pulled her shorts down to show her hip revealing a name inked on her skin surrounded by hearts and interlocking female signs.

Daniella Marie Goodman

It doesn't take a fool to realize that it's Dani's name.

"I know its supposed bad luck, but it means the world to me. She has my name on her skin, too. Followed by a pink triangle on her wrist." Missy could see Drakes confusion and explained. "It's a symbol used heavily in the lesbian community. But to Dani, it's more than that. To her, it stands for all she's working towards, and all that we're accomplished together. It stands for our past, our present, and our future, and her future career as a lawyer. Dani wants to help underprivileged homosexual couples with troubles dealing with the law. I just wanna be a rockstar," she admits meekly.

"Rockstar's a good career," Drake chimes in.

"Of course you'd say that. Dani wants to help the world; I want to be a rockstar. How selfish do I sound right now?"

"Rockstars help people too," Drake adds weakly. "People need music."

"But it-I'm so untalented and it doesn't-teachers are right," she sighs. "It's a pointless career choice."

Drake sees something in Missy he's never noticed before: she always has to please others before herself. She has to give up her own happiness just to please Dani. She'd rather do what Dani said than what she wants.

"Do what you want," Drake says a little bit annoyed at her. "Like me. Don't care what stupid teachers say, or Dani, or anyone. Do what you want. If you want to be stuck being a boring teacher or lawyer or something with a million years and school, then do it. But if you want a fun job like being a rockstar, than do it. I didn't get to be on MTV because people told me no. I got on MTV because I didn't let anyone-not even these bad guys- get in my way."

"Yeah, but-"

"But nothing. Don't change yourself for a girl; that's stupid. Girls will like you for you. Unless you're Craig, or Eric, or Mindy then you should probably just get help anyways."

"Well, yeah," she said uncomfortably. "It's just-"

"You know I'm right."

"I know, but-"She sighed. "I wish it was that easy. As much as I want to do my own way-what if? What if he comes back? What if everything happens again? What if he does it again, Drake? I just-"

"I know," he winces, understanding.

"I'm sorry," she apologizes as she puts her things back into the duffel bag. "I'm so sorry Drake that I'm scared and worried— Drake?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for being there for me—I mean, I know you didn't want to be in the same situation, but, yeah. Thanks for being a friend."

"Welcome," he replies.

"If you were a girl, or I was straight, I'd totally fuck you."

Well, fuck, Drake thinks with a sigh.

The ride home was so short compared to the ride up. The time up was sent anticipating the concert and what was yet to come, and the ride back was the complete opposite. The ride home was spent telling stories and sharing secrets.

Now that they were both completely open to each other and knew about the pasts, stories were a bit more personal than before, and there wasn't as much tension as there was before in the car.

The eight hours the ride took only felt like a mere three hours this time around, and sooner than they both knew, the car was parked in the front of the Parker-Nichol house and it was time to get back to the reality of their families.

"I guess I have to go," Drake said bummed, looking at his house.

"Yeah, I guess. Dani's probably looking for me. She wants to get together, probably. I'll see you Monday at school, Drake." Missy leaned into him giving him a hug.

Drake flinched a little at the touch "Later," he replied as casual as he could.

She slammed the door shut, driving off, and walked towards the house.

He knew his parents weren't going to be thrilled with this.


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"Jared. Drake. Parker," Audrey said, dictating each syllable loud and clear. Drake winced slightly at the mention of his full name. "Where on earth have you been?"