So life can get better! (Includes Green Day and Adrienne so no teenie comments), chapter 10
An hour later we were all at Starbucks holding coffee.
"Ok so I'm playing bass and lead/backup vocals along with Rebyl, but she'll play lead guitar while Stella is on drums," Frankie said.
"Pretty much, but we need a keyboardist and other crap we might need," I replied.
"Hey, how about Josh and John?" Stella asked.
"Yeah! I love those guys," Frankie replied.
"Who are they?" I piped in.
"Your cousins. Their mom left them about a year ago. They're your uncle David's sons. Josh plays keyboard and trumpet while John plays every other instrument in the world. Oh yeah, they're twins," Frankie told me. "I'll call them now."
I kinda felt bad for Josh and John, and I haven't even met them! Why they are the only cousins I've never met, I don't know.
John's Point of View
At his house
My brother and I were in my bedroom listening to our new Good Charlotte CD. A song called Christmas By the Phone came on. It was about their dad that left them when they were younger, and I couldn't help but cry. Our mom left us a year ago, but for them he left on Christmas Eve, and for us she left on Christmas day.
*Flash Back*
I woke up in the morning and walked downstairs, excited to see all the presents I got from family and friends. Usually Uncle Billie, Aunt Adie, Uncle Allen, Aunt Anna, Aunt Marcy, and everyone else on my dad's side of the family are there. I went down to see everyone there, but none of them were happy. They were all crying except Uncle Billie who was sitting there, comforting my dad with all different expressions on his face including hurt, anger, confusion, and sadness. Mostly anger. He was the first one to spot me and elbowed my dad.
He looked up, and I heard Josh behind me, "What's going on?"
I just walked down the stairs and everyone walked out of the room except my dad and us.
"What's going on?" Josh repeated.
"Here boys, read this," he choked out through tears. I read the note along with my brother.
Dear everyone,
I'm sorry I had to do this, but I had to leave. Everything at home is going bad at home. Nobody appreciates me anymore. I do a lot for you, but you do nothing for me.
Merry Christmas,
You mom, wife, sister, and sister in-law,
Tracy
I stood and read the note, not believing it was true and ran out of the house. I didn't pay attention and ran across the street when...
End of chapter
BAM! And then everything was black. I woke up hours later and found out I was hit by a car, but wasn't injured except a concussion that would heal within weeks. Pretty much that was all that had happened. The next few days I was depressed, along with everyone else in my family.
*Flashback over *
I heard the phone ringing, but I decided not to answer it. I was too pissed.
Frankie's Point of View
"They aren't home," I told them. Stella sighed, and Rebyl half shrugged. Damn she is so hot. I'm falling for her so bad.
"Hey Frankie, can I talk to you?" Stella asked me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Rebyl.
"She likes you so much, Frankie. Ask her out."
"Okay, I will."
"Good."
We walked back, and Stella told us that she left something at home, and for us to stay here.
"So, um, I really like you, so do you, er, wanttogooutwithmesometime?"
"Excuse me?"
I took a deep breath. "Would you like to go out with me sometime?"
"Of course!"
"Awesome!"
"I'm kind of tired. I'll call Stella and tell her I'm going home."
"Okay."
She got out her cell phone and called Stella and told her we were going home.
We started walking to her house. We had to walk through a park to get there, and she sat down on a bench.
"Hey, Bob?"
"Yes?" I replied, as I sat down.
"Thanks," was all she said as she gave me the biggest bear hug in the world. I lifted her chin up and kissed her. I pulled away, and she pulled me back, and it slowly turned into a make-out session. We pulled away, and I put my arm around her while she rested her chin on my shoulder and we looked up at the many stars in the sky. We stayed like that for God knows how long when...
"FRANKITO WRIGHT, WHAT THE FUCK!?! I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THAT GIRL!"
"But mom, I-"
"NO BUTS! I WANT YOU HOME RIGHT NOW, MISTER!"
I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I'll call you tonight"
I walked home fuming, wishing my mom would just get hit by a car and die right there.
Rebyl's POV
What the hell is his mom's problem? I don't understand why she doesn't like me. I am so polite to her and stuff. I am more polite to her than Annie, and Annie loves me! Could be the fact that I kissed her son, but still. I should really be getting home. My dad probably is wondering where I am. I looked at my watch, but realized that I don't have one. Who did I think I was, Mike? I just walked home, and as I walked in my dad was fuming. He looked as if he was about to cry.
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?"
"Dad, I was at Starbucks with Stella and Frankie, and then-"
"I SAW STELLA WALK HOME AN HOUR AGO, AND FRANKIE WALKED BY WITH HIS MOM 15 MINUTES AGO! NOW WHERE WERE YOU?"
All I kept thinking was 'I'm just now getting to know my family, and I already fuck everything up.' I ran into my room, just turning back to see my dad looking up at me with anger filled eyes.
Once I was in my room, I went out on the deck thing and sat on a chair with tears brimming my eyes. Why was my dad so angry? He wouldn't normally be like that. I sat out there forever, just thinking, when I heard someone come out.
"Phone's for you Rebyl." It was my dad. What was wrong with him? He turned back around and walked inside.
"Hello?"
"Hey Rebyl, what's wrong?"
"My dad's being an asshole," I told him. I wiped my eyes so none of the tears would leave my eyes and decided that it was his fault that he's pissed, not mine.
"Oh, that would be my mom's doing. I want her to just go curl up and die."
"How?"
He sighed and said, "She told him that she caught us having sex. I tried to tell him the truth but he wouldn't listen. He believed everything my mom said, and now we can't see each other anymore."
"THAT'S BULLSHIT!"
"I know, that's what I said. I'm going to call my dad and talk to him about it and see if he can straighten things out."
"Yeah. Hey Frankie, I have to go."
"Okay, bye sweetie. Don't worry, I'll do whatever it takes to see you."
"Ok, bye."
"Bye, babe."
I felt a rush of emotions, starting with sadness, turning to depression, to hate, to anger and back to sadness. I walked into my room and got under my covers and fell asleep.
I was walking to band practice and felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw a guy around my age, which was actually pretty cool and seemed nice.
"Where are you going all by yourself?" he asked me.
"I was just heading to my band practice. You...?"
"To the store, but then I saw you and I didn't think it would be safe for a young, beautiful lady like yourself to be walking around alone. And guess what, I was right!"
I looked at him with confusion, and he pulled out a gun.
"Follow me and do what I tell you, and nobody gets hurt." He started to walk with the gun pointed to my head and put a blindfold over me. He shoved me into something and shut the lid. I realized it was the trunk of a car and took the blindfold off. Stupid guy forgot to tie up my hands. I looked around, there was a hole where the left taillight was supposed to be, and looked out. I saw someone and stuck my hand out, and the person gave me a weird look and kept walking. The man started the car and drove off. I looked out and saw us go past my house and longed to be there. I longed to be with my boyfriend and friends. Even my family would be nice right now. My breathing started to get heavy, and I slowly lost consciousness until everything was black.
I woke up in a dark room. The man came in and turned on some lights. I blinked a few times and he spoke:
"Well now, you sure are pretty. How about some water?"
I was dying of thirst, but wasn't about to fall for his games.
"No thanks, I'm fine."
"I SAID, 'HOW ABOUT SOME WATER'!?!"
"And I said, 'No thanks, I'm fine'!"
He grabbed a cup of water and poured it down my throat. I once again lost consciousness.
I woke up in the same dark room and felt a body next to me, and then sheets against my naked body. Wait, naked? I looked over and saw the same guy from last night. He looked completely asleep so I went to stand up to try and get away. I made it to the door and opened it.
It was unlocked and I walked out.
I put my hand on the front door to the house I was in when I heard, "Trying to get away? Well see that thing on your wrist?" I looked at my wrist and saw a thin bracelet. "That is a tracking device, and I can find you no matter where you go, and you can't take it off, only I can by saying, 'I have had my fun, now be gone'!" With that the bracelet snapped off, and I ran out the door.
I looked back and he was angry as hell, and he started chasing after me. It was only when I was in the middle of a busy intersection that I realized I was naked. I started crying hysterically and fell over. A car barely missed me, and the guy came closer and closer to me. All of a sudden I felt a pair of strong arms lift me up and carry me away. I thought it was that man so I had another panic attack (those are getting old).
I woke up on a couch in a place I have never been before. I looked around and saw a boy around my age (again) and he looked at me.
"Oh, good, you're awake. How are you feeling?"
"Confused."
"Let me explain. I saw you running away from another guy that was one of my best friends. He was in a pair of boxers, and you were completely naked. You fell and almost got hit by a car, so I grabbed you and you passed out."
"Oh." I looked down and made sure I had clothes on, and I had a Kiss Me I'm Punk shirt on and a pair of black boxers. I figured they were that kids.
"I figured you didn't want to be naked, so I got you something to wear."
"Thanks." I looked up and saw the most amazing eyes ever. They were violet. The most beautiful, unique eyes I have ever seen. I looked at him more closely, and he was wearing a pair of black cargos, a Black hoodie, and Chuck Taylors. He had blonde hair with black tips, and was my dream guy. "What's your name?" he asked. I couldn't find my voice. "Did you hear me?" he asked again nicely.
"Oh um, Rebyl." I really liked this guy.
"I'm Sam"
* BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP *
Stupid alarm. I threw it across the room, and it hit the wall. I was thinking about that dream. I was just reliving old memories. I miss Sam so much. We went out for a year, and I really think I love him. I like Frankie, but he isn't like Sam. That is why I named my guitar Samuel. I remembered the pain I went through of getting an abortion. I don't even know the father's name. All I know is that he is a rapist, and he is on the loose, and I need to do something about that.
"Ok so I'm playing bass and lead/backup vocals along with Rebyl, but she'll play lead guitar while Stella is on drums," Frankie said.
"Pretty much, but we need a keyboardist and other crap we might need," I replied.
"Hey, how about Josh and John?" Stella asked.
"Yeah! I love those guys," Frankie replied.
"Who are they?" I piped in.
"Your cousins. Their mom left them about a year ago. They're your uncle David's sons. Josh plays keyboard and trumpet while John plays every other instrument in the world. Oh yeah, they're twins," Frankie told me. "I'll call them now."
I kinda felt bad for Josh and John, and I haven't even met them! Why they are the only cousins I've never met, I don't know.
John's Point of View
At his house
My brother and I were in my bedroom listening to our new Good Charlotte CD. A song called Christmas By the Phone came on. It was about their dad that left them when they were younger, and I couldn't help but cry. Our mom left us a year ago, but for them he left on Christmas Eve, and for us she left on Christmas day.
*Flash Back*
I woke up in the morning and walked downstairs, excited to see all the presents I got from family and friends. Usually Uncle Billie, Aunt Adie, Uncle Allen, Aunt Anna, Aunt Marcy, and everyone else on my dad's side of the family are there. I went down to see everyone there, but none of them were happy. They were all crying except Uncle Billie who was sitting there, comforting my dad with all different expressions on his face including hurt, anger, confusion, and sadness. Mostly anger. He was the first one to spot me and elbowed my dad.
He looked up, and I heard Josh behind me, "What's going on?"
I just walked down the stairs and everyone walked out of the room except my dad and us.
"What's going on?" Josh repeated.
"Here boys, read this," he choked out through tears. I read the note along with my brother.
Dear everyone,
I'm sorry I had to do this, but I had to leave. Everything at home is going bad at home. Nobody appreciates me anymore. I do a lot for you, but you do nothing for me.
Merry Christmas,
You mom, wife, sister, and sister in-law,
Tracy
I stood and read the note, not believing it was true and ran out of the house. I didn't pay attention and ran across the street when...
End of chapter
BAM! And then everything was black. I woke up hours later and found out I was hit by a car, but wasn't injured except a concussion that would heal within weeks. Pretty much that was all that had happened. The next few days I was depressed, along with everyone else in my family.
*Flashback over *
I heard the phone ringing, but I decided not to answer it. I was too pissed.
Frankie's Point of View
"They aren't home," I told them. Stella sighed, and Rebyl half shrugged. Damn she is so hot. I'm falling for her so bad.
"Hey Frankie, can I talk to you?" Stella asked me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Rebyl.
"She likes you so much, Frankie. Ask her out."
"Okay, I will."
"Good."
We walked back, and Stella told us that she left something at home, and for us to stay here.
"So, um, I really like you, so do you, er, wanttogooutwithmesometime?"
"Excuse me?"
I took a deep breath. "Would you like to go out with me sometime?"
"Of course!"
"Awesome!"
"I'm kind of tired. I'll call Stella and tell her I'm going home."
"Okay."
She got out her cell phone and called Stella and told her we were going home.
We started walking to her house. We had to walk through a park to get there, and she sat down on a bench.
"Hey, Bob?"
"Yes?" I replied, as I sat down.
"Thanks," was all she said as she gave me the biggest bear hug in the world. I lifted her chin up and kissed her. I pulled away, and she pulled me back, and it slowly turned into a make-out session. We pulled away, and I put my arm around her while she rested her chin on my shoulder and we looked up at the many stars in the sky. We stayed like that for God knows how long when...
"FRANKITO WRIGHT, WHAT THE FUCK!?! I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THAT GIRL!"
"But mom, I-"
"NO BUTS! I WANT YOU HOME RIGHT NOW, MISTER!"
I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I'll call you tonight"
I walked home fuming, wishing my mom would just get hit by a car and die right there.
Rebyl's POV
What the hell is his mom's problem? I don't understand why she doesn't like me. I am so polite to her and stuff. I am more polite to her than Annie, and Annie loves me! Could be the fact that I kissed her son, but still. I should really be getting home. My dad probably is wondering where I am. I looked at my watch, but realized that I don't have one. Who did I think I was, Mike? I just walked home, and as I walked in my dad was fuming. He looked as if he was about to cry.
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?"
"Dad, I was at Starbucks with Stella and Frankie, and then-"
"I SAW STELLA WALK HOME AN HOUR AGO, AND FRANKIE WALKED BY WITH HIS MOM 15 MINUTES AGO! NOW WHERE WERE YOU?"
All I kept thinking was 'I'm just now getting to know my family, and I already fuck everything up.' I ran into my room, just turning back to see my dad looking up at me with anger filled eyes.
Once I was in my room, I went out on the deck thing and sat on a chair with tears brimming my eyes. Why was my dad so angry? He wouldn't normally be like that. I sat out there forever, just thinking, when I heard someone come out.
"Phone's for you Rebyl." It was my dad. What was wrong with him? He turned back around and walked inside.
"Hello?"
"Hey Rebyl, what's wrong?"
"My dad's being an asshole," I told him. I wiped my eyes so none of the tears would leave my eyes and decided that it was his fault that he's pissed, not mine.
"Oh, that would be my mom's doing. I want her to just go curl up and die."
"How?"
He sighed and said, "She told him that she caught us having sex. I tried to tell him the truth but he wouldn't listen. He believed everything my mom said, and now we can't see each other anymore."
"THAT'S BULLSHIT!"
"I know, that's what I said. I'm going to call my dad and talk to him about it and see if he can straighten things out."
"Yeah. Hey Frankie, I have to go."
"Okay, bye sweetie. Don't worry, I'll do whatever it takes to see you."
"Ok, bye."
"Bye, babe."
I felt a rush of emotions, starting with sadness, turning to depression, to hate, to anger and back to sadness. I walked into my room and got under my covers and fell asleep.
I was walking to band practice and felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw a guy around my age, which was actually pretty cool and seemed nice.
"Where are you going all by yourself?" he asked me.
"I was just heading to my band practice. You...?"
"To the store, but then I saw you and I didn't think it would be safe for a young, beautiful lady like yourself to be walking around alone. And guess what, I was right!"
I looked at him with confusion, and he pulled out a gun.
"Follow me and do what I tell you, and nobody gets hurt." He started to walk with the gun pointed to my head and put a blindfold over me. He shoved me into something and shut the lid. I realized it was the trunk of a car and took the blindfold off. Stupid guy forgot to tie up my hands. I looked around, there was a hole where the left taillight was supposed to be, and looked out. I saw someone and stuck my hand out, and the person gave me a weird look and kept walking. The man started the car and drove off. I looked out and saw us go past my house and longed to be there. I longed to be with my boyfriend and friends. Even my family would be nice right now. My breathing started to get heavy, and I slowly lost consciousness until everything was black.
I woke up in a dark room. The man came in and turned on some lights. I blinked a few times and he spoke:
"Well now, you sure are pretty. How about some water?"
I was dying of thirst, but wasn't about to fall for his games.
"No thanks, I'm fine."
"I SAID, 'HOW ABOUT SOME WATER'!?!"
"And I said, 'No thanks, I'm fine'!"
He grabbed a cup of water and poured it down my throat. I once again lost consciousness.
I woke up in the same dark room and felt a body next to me, and then sheets against my naked body. Wait, naked? I looked over and saw the same guy from last night. He looked completely asleep so I went to stand up to try and get away. I made it to the door and opened it.
It was unlocked and I walked out.
I put my hand on the front door to the house I was in when I heard, "Trying to get away? Well see that thing on your wrist?" I looked at my wrist and saw a thin bracelet. "That is a tracking device, and I can find you no matter where you go, and you can't take it off, only I can by saying, 'I have had my fun, now be gone'!" With that the bracelet snapped off, and I ran out the door.
I looked back and he was angry as hell, and he started chasing after me. It was only when I was in the middle of a busy intersection that I realized I was naked. I started crying hysterically and fell over. A car barely missed me, and the guy came closer and closer to me. All of a sudden I felt a pair of strong arms lift me up and carry me away. I thought it was that man so I had another panic attack (those are getting old).
I woke up on a couch in a place I have never been before. I looked around and saw a boy around my age (again) and he looked at me.
"Oh, good, you're awake. How are you feeling?"
"Confused."
"Let me explain. I saw you running away from another guy that was one of my best friends. He was in a pair of boxers, and you were completely naked. You fell and almost got hit by a car, so I grabbed you and you passed out."
"Oh." I looked down and made sure I had clothes on, and I had a Kiss Me I'm Punk shirt on and a pair of black boxers. I figured they were that kids.
"I figured you didn't want to be naked, so I got you something to wear."
"Thanks." I looked up and saw the most amazing eyes ever. They were violet. The most beautiful, unique eyes I have ever seen. I looked at him more closely, and he was wearing a pair of black cargos, a Black hoodie, and Chuck Taylors. He had blonde hair with black tips, and was my dream guy. "What's your name?" he asked. I couldn't find my voice. "Did you hear me?" he asked again nicely.
"Oh um, Rebyl." I really liked this guy.
"I'm Sam"
* BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP *
Stupid alarm. I threw it across the room, and it hit the wall. I was thinking about that dream. I was just reliving old memories. I miss Sam so much. We went out for a year, and I really think I love him. I like Frankie, but he isn't like Sam. That is why I named my guitar Samuel. I remembered the pain I went through of getting an abortion. I don't even know the father's name. All I know is that he is a rapist, and he is on the loose, and I need to do something about that.
