Chapter 6.
Fern lay her head down on the desk. It felt like someone was repeatedly beating her over the head with an Anti-Hero deck. And it wasn't pretty, she tried to open her eyes, but it only made things worse. Only one thing could make her feel better.
The sisters owned a small shop uptown, out the back of the shop was a warehouse. When their father past away, the shop and the warehouse was left to the sisters, with Fern being a keen skater and Nadine obsessed with skater boys, it seemed like an intelligent idea to open a skating shop, with a skate park in the warehouse. They put everything into their business, and it remained the best kept secret in town. Not many people over the age of twenty five knew of this place, despite it being in the centre of town. They sold everything anyone would need, and this is where they spent most of their lives. After a while Fern decided to stand up and attempt to do something, being a Monday morning there wasn't really much to do, other than sort out the new stock, but Nadine had already priced them and was arranging them onto their different hangers and shelves.
"I'm just going in the warehouse for a bit." Fern yawned; she picked up her favorite Killcity deck from the shelving unit behind the counter, grabbed her laptop and headed out back. Fern connected her laptop to the speakers in the warehouse to set up her favorite playlist. She set her board down and pressed play. Say Anything by Marianas Trench bounced off every surface. Since it hadn't even hit ten am, Fern thought it would be acceptable to sing along as loud as possible, trying to rid her mind of all the clouded thoughts of him.
I never took you for a trick but sometimes I don't know what you want, I can take it if you need to take this out on someone.
Nadine came to the door to watch her sister; Fern wore an Atticus Rise Tunic, Zoo York Summer Camp shorts and a pair of Etnies Callicut shoes, she flicked her blonde hair out of her eyes and carried on skating. Nadine couldn't skate to save her life, fact. She could barely stand on a board without diving straight back on to the floor. Nadine was more like one of the girls you see hanging around the sides of a skate park, just watching the boys go by. Fern however couldn't be stopped. Nadine had spent a lot of her summers watching Fern skate, but having the nearest skate park in the next town, most of their time was spent in the car.
That little bitch with her head held so high, talking shit when I, cut myself so I can feel something I, know is not right. That one stings a little. I'm always in the middle. I don't expect but try me. And you will always find me here. This is where I scream from.
You can take it all away and I'll miss, there's a little bit of you in all this, and you can say you only think you know, yeah. Please, there's a better bit of me to see yet, cause you haven't seen any of my best. You know I hate myself without you now
The front door to the shop opened, half expecting to here the usual sounds of skating shoes thumping along the floor, skateboards hitting off hips and music blaring through headphones as the usual crowd headed towards the warehouse, Nadine hadn't turned around. On hearing nothing but a soft whistle the shorter of the twins spun around to come face to face with someone she wasn't expecting.
Hurts the same when nobody knows I guess that's just how it goes and I won't say anything at all.
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"Well hello, didn't expect to find you here." Jeff Hardy chuckled. It was true, he hadn't expected to find either of the girls here and why would he, none of the men had entered Fern's basement over the weekend to see her collection of skateboards. None of them but John Cena.
"Excuse me?" Nadine raised her eyebrows playfully. "Why wouldn't I be here?"
"What he means is," He paused. "Actually, what do you mean?" Shannon looked at Jeff, putting him on the spot.
"Erm, err, do you know where the owners are?" Matt asked, attempting to drag his brother out of the hole he was stuck in. The door to the warehouse opened and Fern stepped through.
"Right here." She smiled.
"You two own this place?" Matt asked, quite taken back, the girls couldn't possibly be old enough to own their own business. They were only just twenty one, if that.
"Er, yeah." Fern said sarcastically. It wasn't the first time they girls had been questioned about owning the store. "We've had this place since we turned eighteen." John stood at the back of the small crowd of men, knowing exactly how long the girls had owned the shop.
"Well then, we would like to book lessons." Fern laughed. "What's funny?" AJ demanded.
"Nothing. I'm free now if you guys want to come through to the warehouse." Fern tried to control her laughter, but a group of male wrestlers on skateboards isn't something you see everyday.
"Err, Fi." Nadine piped up from behind the counter, where she had moved to. Fern looked over. "They don't have boards." All the men collected a skateboard from Nadine, John waited till every one else had filed through to the warehouse behind Fern.
"Is she happy?" He asked, trying not to make eye contact.
"Not since you left."
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Second chances don't ever matter to me. It's Fern you want to be apologizing to." Nadine snapped back.
John quickly joined the rest of the group in the warehouse, sensing the tone in Nadine's voice and knowing that it meant he would be slapped sooner or later.
Fern watched the guys from the sidelines after having shown them all what to do. Jeff had taken to it instantly but had confessed that he had skated as a teenager. Matt skated towards Fern.
"Hey." He sat down beside her. "You fancy going out and getting something to eat after work?"
Fern smiled and nodded. That was just what she needed.