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"Did you catch up with her," I ran to Shannon when I saw him entering the house.
"Yeah. She doesn't want to see you anymore, bro. You really messed up this time," Shannon replied and my heart sank.
I was devastated. Furious. Broken. Everything that Melody was probably feeling at the same time. But that wasn't going to end like that. I had to find that bastard and give him a piece of my mind.
"I may have messed up, but this isn't over. That punk is going to get what he deserves," I was determined to get my revenge and try to fix this unfortunate situation with my Melody. I couldn't let her think I was playing with her when she means everything to me.
"What do you mean," Shannon was confused.
"I'm going back to New York and I'm taking matters into my own hands."
Melody's POV
"Hey, do you think I could stay with you for a few days," I called Jamie on my aimless walk. He was the only person who could understand and be there for me without judging me.
Jamie on the phone " Over here? Why? What happened, are you okay? "
"I don't really know. All I do know is that I need a friend right now."
"Of course. You know you're always welcome here. But just so you know, Karen is here too," Jamie said.
"I know. That makes the situation a bit more difficult but I can't be alone right now and I don't have anywhere else to go," Karen was the one I feared the most. She disapproved of this relationship since I told her about it and now I'm going to face the 'I told you so' I really don't want to hear.
"We'll be waiting for you."
"Thanks. I'll see you in a bit."
Knock, knock...
"Hello there Mrs. Leto," Jamie said with the silliest grin on his face.
"Ha ha, very funny," I replied.
"That's not a face of a newlywed woman," Jamie noticed that I wasn't feeling my best.
"You have no idea," I replied throwing myself into his arms. I missed that hug ever since he was chained to the bed due to his illness.
"Whoa. That's not good," Jamie wrapped his arms around me tightly and felt my sobs starting to intensify. "What on Earth happened? Are you hurt? Where's Jared?"
"I'll need a drink first," I said wiping the tears off my face.
"Why are you crying, sweetie? What did that jerk do now," Karen asked as she handed me a glass of gin.
"He proved to be the bastard you always warned me he would be," I answered and sipped.
"Who's the slut", Jamie asked.
"Oh God, Jamie. It's nothing like that. It's far worse, actually," I answered and stood up to walk my anger away.
I started telling them all about the things that happened to me ever since Jared and I tied the knot, and each event became more unbelievable as the words rolled down my tongue. I couldn't tell if Jamie or Karen was more baffled. I could tell that on some level Karen wanted to give Jared the benefit of the doubt, but after this, Karen would never be able to forgive him. She has always been overprotective of me. Sometimes more than she was of Jamie. Maybe because I was a girl and maybe because I was all alone without my parents. Either way, she would never allow anyone to hurt me without paying for it.
"You're not going back to him, are you," Karen asked after I was done with the story.
"I was hoping I could stay here for a few days. Jared doesn't know where Jamie lives, and the last thing I need is for him to stalk me at home".
"Of course. You'll take the guest bedroom and I'll be home now. You and Jamie have a lot to catch up on, and he doesn't need both of us to babysit him". Karen joked as she winked at Jamie.
"Ha-ha, very funny, mother. I didn't need you to babysit me anyway, but some people ar just impossible to kick out". Jamie went along with his humour.
"I promise I'll stay only for a couple of days until I can figure out how to grab all my stuff without being noticed".
"Don't worry, Melody. You know you can stay here for as long as you need to. But you do know you won't be able to run away from him for long. You are married, after all", Jamie said.
"I was never the one to run away from problems and I'm not about to start doing that now. I just need some time to think. Plus, this whole fake marriage situation suddenly went out of control and it's going to be even more difficult to get out of it. Why did I have to be so stupid to fall in love?"
"The heart wants what it wants, right", Jamie said.
"I wish we could fall in love with our brains. What good is it to follow your heart if it's only going to end up broken in the end?"
My phone kept buzzing ever since I had left Jared's house. Text after text, call after call. Jared was ever so persistent to reach me. Little did he know I was the queen of ignoring. I turned my phone off and went to bed. The entire night was filled with flashbacks of my and Jared's relationship. From the first time we met to all the differences we've had in between to the moment when he proposed this ridiculous arrangement, the proposal itself, marriage and honeymoon to this day here. I have given everything to that man. He has taken my purest feelings, my body, my soul, all of my love.
The next morning I woke up at the crack of dawn. It's safe to say I didn't catch even a wink of sleep and I just wanted the previous day to be over. Waking up in Jamie's home brought back so many memories but quickly brought me back to reality. I need to figure out what I need to do about Jared and our marriage. Do I give him a chance to explain himself? Or should I take the less forgiving way and get my revenge? Who should I listen to this time, my heart or my brain? Love vs reason - the neverending battle that has brought misery to so many lovers.
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“Please…,” I whispered as my eyes closed, unable to bear the look of that man’s face anymore, “let go of me,” I tried to calm myself, hoping he wouldn’t do anything to physically harm me.
Suddenly, his grip became loose, and I couldn’t feel him grabbing me any longer. I opened my eyes, looking to the ground I just turned and ran out of the bedroom straight into the streets. I didn’t even know where I was going or what I was gonna do, I just had to walk. When people say that their entire life unfolds before their very eyes, this is what I had experienced after that horrifying discovery. My childhood, my first job, then becoming Jared’s assistant, and Jamie getting ill, then me signing a devil’s contract, and thinking I’ve ended up in a fairytale when all I did was live a terrifying horror story.
In the middle of my baffling stream of consciousness, I felt somebody touching my shoulder. In one swift move, I turned ready to hit the person, when I saw Shannon.
“Hey, hey, it’s me, don’t kill me or anything”, he said with a smirk trying to make me smile.
“You’re not on my list today,” I said sternly, “What do you want, Shannon? “
“I just want to talk. And maybe make you come back home.”
“That’s not my home, Shannon,” I answered and continue walking, as Shannon started following me, “It never was, and after this, it certainly isn’t going to be,” I answered with blood boiling in my veins.
“Listen, Melody, I know what Jared has done can never be completely forgotten, but,…”
“Forgotten?!” I sniped at him. “Not only will I never forget it, but I will certainly never even forgive him! I thought I was going to die, Shannon. That day, when that man molested me, I actually thought I would die out of fear. How can you forget something like that?”
“I know it must be horrible for you, but Jared isn’t the one to blame. He did everything in his power to stop the bastard. That man just wouldn’t stop. He’s a bully, that’s what he does. And once he made a deal with Jared, which was by the way only meant to startle you. It never should have involved you being robbed, hurt or anything like that”
“He wouldn’t have made the deal in the first place if his intentions were good,” I said still shaking and feeling the tears rolling down my cheeks.
“I know. I don’t say I completely justify his actions, but you know how Jared can be impulsive sometimes. He doesn’t always think rationally, and to be fair, he was not in love with you when he made that deal,” Shannon still tried to soften me. “Once he found out about his true feelings, he did everything in his power to stop the bully from ever coming near you, but the guy just wouldn’t budge. He enjoys inflicting pain, and the minute he saw Jared squirm, he was even more eager to turn a simple tomfoolery into something much worse.”
“See, that doesn’t make me feel any better. Especially the part where he knew everything all along and we still ended up at the scene of the crime. Look, Shannon, I know you love your brother and that you’ll do everything in your power to bring us back together because that would mean the world to Jared, but you shouldn’t hold your breath,” I was trying to be as concise and precise as possible, with no mixed messages.
“What are you saying?” Shannon stood there fearing to hear the worst possible answer coming out of my mouth.
“We’re over. Jared and I are history. He can forget about ever being married to me, just as I’ll forget about him,” I finished, wiping the last tear that was rolling down my cheek.
“No, Melody. You can’t. He’ll die,” Shannon almost begged me to go back.
“Well, at least he’ll know how I feel right now,” I said turning the other way and going into an unknown direction. I just needed to blow off steam and at least try to take my mind off Jared for at least some time.
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I couldn't believe what was happening at that very moment. An amalgamation of emotions overflowed me, and I had absolutely no idea how Melody could ever look at me with that same tenderness she had in her eyes only a few hours ago. I was well aware that I absolutely needed to confess everything about my gruesome act if I wanted at least a glimpse of hope for her forgiveness. My throat shrinking, my palms sweating, and my heart beating so fast altogether, made me a nervous wreck, but Melody deserved to know the truth, and I started explaining everything.
"After you and I decided to get married, and after I proposed, you remember how I had to go to New York for a day," I asked her and she just nodded with a tear rolling down her cheek, which she quickly swiped off, trying to put on a brave face. "Well, the one night I had spent there was the night I made the biggest mistake of my life and accepted a bet from one ... asshole".
"A bet?" Melody was deeply hurt, and from what I could tell, shocked to her very core.
"Yes, but ..."
"I was a bet to you? My safety, my health, my life ... that was all just a bet for you?!" she got off the bed and covering her face with her hands, she turned away from me and just stopped. I thought she was going to storm out of the room, but she just stood there and started sobbing, which immediately shattered my heart into a million pieces.
"No, not at all. I was an idiot, I didn't even know how important you actually were to me then, and how much I was in love with you." I started justifying my actions, even though I knew Melody wouldn’t find any of my words comforting.
"I need you to know that I had no idea it was going to turn out this badly, I even tried my best to stop everything... in the beginning it was supposed to be a benign prank, but when I wanted to cancel everything the guy just wasn't in the mood to take NO for an answer, and he made everything even worse. "
"Wait... not only did you orchestrate the entire horror, but you also knew that you won't be able to stop it and it never occurred to you to warn me?!" I could see how low I stooped in Melody's eyes and it made me feel like the biggest moron in the world. I hated being helpless. The one time I was supposed to use all of my power to save my beloved wife, I failed. I knew this damage was beyond repair, but I had to try harder. I loved her too much to let something as stupid as this break us apart.
"I am a fool. A moron. An idiot. A total and complete jerk. But I love you more than life itself. You are the melody to my life, you are MY LIFE. My Melody. You've given my life a new dimension, and from this point, I can't even believe I didn't do more to protect you after promising I will do so every day until death do us part. Please, will you ever be able to forgive me?" I came to her, took her shaking hand into mine waiting for an answer.
"I guess you lied," she said pulling her hand out of mine and wiping the tear that almost rolled down her cheek.
"What?" I asked in shock starting to feel angry and desperate at the same time.
"You are just a terrific actor, and I'm the fool, not you. I'm the idiot who failed to see just how brilliant you actually are. You've won an Oscar for God's sake," Melody started to speak and I could see her emotions just as mixed as mine were. With smiles and tears taking turns on her face, the tears kept rolling down her cheeks but she hasn't sobbed for a second. "I just wish I was smarter, but unfortunately I let my heart lead me. I'll make sure never to make the same mistake again," Melody said and started walking out the door when I chased after her.
"You're not going anywhere," I said grabbing her by her shoulder only making her tremble under my touch.
"Jared, let go of me," Melody cried out only making me hug her from behind, pressing her back firmly against my chest.
"No. You can't go. I won't let you! You're mine! This isn't a good enough reason for you to leave," I was whispering in her ear as she tried to break out of my embrace. This hurt me even more. I was never happier than when she melted in my arms, and now all I could feel was terror and ice coldness from my little birdy.
"I will never be yours again, Jared," she sobbed and my heart sunk to my stomach. Swiftly turning her around, Melody looked me in the eye but barely saw me. All I could see were fear, disappointment and sadness in her eyes. I wanted to disappear then and there. I wished for a time machine to take me back to that stupid day when I made that outrageous bet and ruined both of our lives.
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“No, no, turn the bed the other way, I want the morning sunlight to hit right at the middle,” I said to the delivery guys who dropped down a bed for Ashley. Her room was almost done, and she was supposed to arrive in a month. Little did I know, she never shares her plans with her parents.
The phone rang and I answered without looking at my display, “Yes? Who is this”, I asked as I monitored over the delivery men..
“Well, finally old man,” a female voice said from the other side of the line.
“Ashley? Is that you?” I asked in shock.
“Yes father,” she said giggling, “It is I, your beloved daughter.”
“Hey, how are you? How come you finally remembered to call your old man?”
“Ummm I can’t really come to you unless I know the address, right?” she asked and I could tell she was rolling her eyes at me. Her mother’s voice went the same way when she was rolling her eyes.
“Okay, enough with the attitude, young lady,” I said matter-of-factly, “I’ll e-mail you the address and the other details in a few days,” I said and continued to point the delivery guys where to turn the dresser to.
“A few days? Do you want your 17-year-old daughter to spend days at the airport or roaming the streets of L.A.?”
Coming around from explaining the guys where to put the furniture, I stopped and said, “Wait. Say that again.”
“Dude, I’m on the plain, and will be landing at LAX in like an hour or so,” Ashley said and I felt a wave of anger mixed with fear washing all over me.
“What?! What do you mean…? And when, exactly, were you going to notify me about that? Does your mother even know…?”
“Chill Jared, she knows. I convinced her not to tell you anything because I promised to call you on my own, which I kinda gave up on and decided to surprise you. Well, surprise!”
“I guess your mother forgot to mention I’m not a big fan of surprises. I need things planned out and your room isn’t even… ugh…” I stopped talking for a second taking a deep breath. I was actually excited to see her, and I realized I need to make her feel welcome at her father’s house. It’s her home as well.
“I get to have my own room?” Ashley asked with a bit of joy in her voice.
“Of course, sweetie, but it’s not completely ready yet. Anyway, I’ll send someone to pick you up at the airport. See you soon.”
“Okay, see ya.”
I crossed my arms over my chest, starting to take deep breaths, before I told the delivery guys to leave. They were confused, to say the least, but I had no idea what to do next. Suddenly, nothing was going according to plan, and this little surprise was enough for me to know that life with Ashley is going to be anything but easy. She’s obviously picked up the worst of her mother and me, along with some of our best traits. Ashley was starting to look more and more like Brooke, but her character resembled mine in so many ways. I was starting to feel insecure of my own abilities to parent a teenager. She was practically an adult, and I was suddenly supposed to be an authoritative figure. After sorting my thoughts out, I sent a driver to pick Ashley up at the airport.
“Okay, this traffic is ridiculous,” Shannon walked inside the living room at one moment clearly irritated with life in L.A. “If they don’t come up with something we could fly instead of driving the road, I’m gonna lose my mind,” he said plopping on the couch next to me.
“You mean like a plain, helicopter, a paraglider?” I asked not looking away from the spot I found on the floor.
“Oh right. Well, we need a helicopter, ASAP,” he said expecting a feedback from me, which he never got. “Are you feeling okay?” he asked putting his hand on my shoulder, realizing I wasn’t feeling my best.
“Ashley is coming,” I said, still looking at the spot, barely even blinking.
“I know, in a month, right?” he said noticing my palms were sweating as I was crossing my fingers so I could lean my chin against my hands.
“Nope, she’s coming today,” I said with a low voice, feeling Shannon standing up from the couch.
“Today? How? I mean why haven’t you …”
“Told you?” I said getting up from the couch and heading to the kitchen, “because she called an hour ago to notify me.”
Walking behind me Shannon was confused, but I could tell he was trying not to be too obvious, because he assumed I was pretty shocked myself.
“Aren’t you supposed to pick her up?”
“And risk getting out picture taken, having a series of gossip claiming I’m dating a teenager and possibly getting married for the 100th time? Not hanks! Plus, I need some time to clear my thoughts,” I said in a matter of seconds, feeling incredibly agitated.
“So, how are you feeling? Are you ready …. Ummm for … you know?”
“To be a father?” I said and he nodded giggling, “Yeah, I was supposed to be ready for that 17 years ago. And let me tell you something, nothing prepares you for the delivery, and nothing prepares you for this either. It’s like seeing her for the first time all over again. Except this time, I won’t have Brooke to make me chill,” I said pouring water to a glass. I was parched all of a sudden, and I managed to chug an entire glass of water in one take.
“Man, you’re nervous!” Shannon said obviously shocked at what he just saw.
“You think?” I asked ironically.
“Now that I think about it, I haven’t seen Ashley in a loooong time. She must be a spitting image of her mother, huh?” asked Shannon.
“Yes, she’s beautiful. But the character… man, she’s going to be a handful,” I said exhaling in fear.
“No worries, bro, you have me. Brooke may not be here, but the two of us are definitely going to be able to deal with teenager’s tantrums”.
The second he finished that sentence, Ashley made an entrance into the living room.
“The daughter has arrived! Happy to see me?" she asked tilting her head, while chewing gum. Her outlandish outfit and such a vibrant hair color left Shannon in awe, while I needed a few moments to pick myself together too.
Throwing her backpack on the sofa, she started walking around the house, not even allowing us to respond. “Nice driver. Couldn’t pick me up yourself rock star?” she asked as the driver walked inside bringing in her suitcase. I nodded to him instead of saying Thank you, as Ashley starting to look through the house.
“Wow, this place is huge. I can already see it’s going to be a lot of fun. And that pool outside, nice!” Ashley said, as Shannon and I just looked at each other, knowing this parenting thing isn’t gonna be easy.
I took my cell phone to call Brooke and let her know Ashley has arrived, while Shannon was trying to introduce himself to his niece.
“Hey kiddo, I’m Shannon, your cool uncle,” I heard him saying, which made me giggle instantly. You can’t say to a girl that you’re her cool uncle. He’s so going to pay for that.
“Okay, if you say so,” Ashley said with a chuckle, and continued to walk through the house, as she took out a cigarette about to light it up. I was following her and Shannon, waiting for Brooke to pick up.
“Yes?” she finally answered.
“Hi, Brooke, it’s Jared.”
“She’s there, huh?” she said with a sigh.
“Yes, Ashley is here, and thanks for the heads up,” I said sarcastically.
“I know I should’ve informed you about it, but you’ll see that when Ashley has something on her mind, she’ll get it, no matter what,” Brooke said and I knew she meant that in a bad way, alluding it was my genes that Ashley is carrying.
“Btw, does she always dress like this?” I asked curiously?
“Leather pants and a net shirt?”
“Mhmmm.”
“Yes, that’s one of her favorites,” said Brooke with a sigh.
“Good to know,” I replied, not really knowing what else to say, and I wanted to tell her so much. “Also, does she actually smoke?” I asked in disgust looking at Ashley still holding a cigarette in her hand.
“She does a lot of things, and you’ll just have to deal with it, Jared” Brooke said before making a short pause, only to finish, “Okay, I have to go now, and good luck, Jared. You’re going to need it”.
“So, where are you taking me,“ I heard Ashley asking Shannon, as I was about to enter the room they were in.
Ashley already plopped on her bed, looking around the room, with the most annoying but kinda cute gum chewing and bubble popping. Until she took the gum out, glued it to the bed post and lighted up the cigarette. Shannon looked at me, looking at Ashley not knowing how to react.
“You do not smoke …" I paused as she looked at me almost laughing at my face, “around the house,” I said trying to be less strict but still set some ground rules. “You can go outside, by the pool or wherever. But not inside.”
“Fine, bossy boots,” Ashley said getting out of bed and walking to the dresser to put out a cigarette on it.
“Where do you want to go?” I asked, leaning against the door frame and crossing my arms over my chest, trying not to freak out at what she just did.
“I don’t know, it’s my first time here. I wanna see everything,” she said and reminded me of myself when I was her age, “you know, pubs, night clubs, tattoo parlors. I really want to get a tattoo.” She said looking at all of my tattoos. The one thing I was hoping she’d never ask me.
“You’re not old enough to go to a club, missy,” I said as she passed by me heading to the studio.
“ I am if I have a chaperone, “ Ashley answered not caring at all about what I just said. Shannon and I followed her, both terrified at how we’d be able to control this little rascal.
“Look, we can take you anywhere but the place where we could actually be seen by so many people who’s first thought would be that you and I or you and Shannon are ... you know,” I tried to explain as she sat behind the drums and started banging the drumsticks against the instrument. That was just the right way to Shannon’s heart.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! No banging,” Shannon almost snapped at Ashley as she started going all crazy around the drums.
“Well, I’m not taking No for an answer. So, it’s either one club, or the drums get it,” Ashley answered and I knew she wasn’t kidding.
“You don’t make the rules, Ashley, we do,” I said approaching her, and looking her deep into her eyes. This was it. I had only one chance to stand up to her and show her who’s the boss, or she’d make our lives a living hell and think she could wrap me around her finger. I wasn’t about to make the same mistake her mother did.
“Oh really,” she asked, raising her eyebrow.
“Yes. And what we say, goes! So, there will be no clubs, but only places where a girl your age can go,“ I said taking the drumsticks and giving them to Shannon.
She was quiet for a second before she said, “You got spine. I like that.”
Standing up she headed to kitchen where we all had an early lunch before Ashley went to take a nap in her room. I took the free time to think about everything, as I was very much surprised at how Ashley reacted to me being authoritative. I expected her to freak out and go all nuts, but she was incredibly tranquil. From my own experience I knew that couldn’t be good. It was probably just a calm before the storm.
Shannon and I tried to make Ashley feel welcome, but little did we know she wasn’t so easy to please. After all the sights we’ve showed her, and places we took her to, none of it made her really excited and happy, so we were out of ideas for a moment. Suddenly, one evening when we were going to have a movie night with a lot of popcorn and junk food, Ashley came to a surprising idea.
“So, I know you’re having a short hiatus from your tour these few weeks, but would it be too crazy if I went along with you on your next show?” Ashley just blurred it out of nowhere, making me almost choke on popcorn.
Shannon just looked at me curiously, and I knew he wanted to say yes, but my response was the most relevant.
“I don’t think your mother would be okay with that,” I said trying to avoid rejecting her. I didn’t want to be the father who denied anything to his child, but I honestly didn’t think Brooke would approve, so I went with that option.
“Mom is not the boss of me,” Ashley snapped.
“She is until you’re 21,” I said.
“18 in Europe,” she backtalked again.
“You’re in the US now, young lady, and you’re not of age until you’re 21. End of story,” I said, trying to make her forget about the subject.
“Whatever, old man. So, if she says no, it’s a no? You don’t get to have any say in this?” Ashley asked, making me feel nervous.
“I don’t think my opinion will ever count, Ash. I wasn’t around long enough to have any saying in the big decisions,” I was trying to lessen the blow, but my heart ached nevertheless.
“But what if you insisted on having a say?”
“What do you mean?”, boy, she was definitely my daughter. Persistent as ever.
“Like, mom had to raise me for the first 17 years, and now for a few months you get to be the parent in charge,” she said snacking on popcorn, making Shannon smirk and giggle for a second.
“I would love that, honey, don’t get me wrong, but your mom still needs to approve of all that.”
“So, let’s call her,” she said grabbing her phone.
“Whoa, whoa, time difference,” I said stopping her.
“It’s 6 am there, she’s totally up by now,” Ashley said nonchalantly and already dialed the number.
My palms started sweating, heart palpitating and I knew this was not going to be a pleasant conversation.
“Hey, m…” suddenly Ashley paused and started rolling her eyes, “I’m fine, relax. Can I talk now? Thank you. Jared and I were just talking and we were wondering if you’d mind me going on tour with him and Shan?”
The anticipation building, the anxiety rising through the roof, I was so afraid of Brooke’s answer all of a sudden. If she approved, I would be faced with a teenager on tour, having to worry about her aside from all the other stuff. If she didn’t approve, I would be faced with a devastated teenager likely to throw tantrums at me, and God knows what else. Or maybe just say To hell with it and make me say YES no matter what. Having a child was no picnic!
“Aha, … aha… I know, but I really want to spend more time with them, experience all that on the road extravaganza. Don’t I deserve that?” Ashley was surprisingly calm and by the look of her face persuasive, because the corner of her lips curved up within seconds.
Coming towards me, she handed me the phone saying, “She wants to talk to you.”
Taking a deep breath, I took the phone and said, “I really hope you’re not going to yell at me. And good morning by the way.”
“Is this your way of having fun? How could you even think I would allow her to travel with you all across the world?” Brooke was angry and apparently just got out of bed, judging by the sound of her voice.
“Okay, first of all, going on tour wasn’t my idea,” I spoke in low voice heading towards the office, so Ashley wouldn’t hear the entire conversation, even though I figured she would eavesdrop anyway. “Second of all, I do not think it’d fun to torment you, and I’s much rather have you here with us so you can at least try to control her, because parenting a teenager is 10 times worse than what I’ve heard it was supposed to be like.” I was now done, and after a long exhale I was gonna say something else when Brooke interrupted me.
“I understand that you want to spend more time with her, but going on tour is not something a teenager should do, Jared”, Brooke was persistent, but for some reason I really wanted to make Ashley happy and let her come to the tour. I mean, I was still her father, if anyone could be authoritative I could.
“Haven’t you heard of Justin Bieber?” I said with a smirk,”Soon, only teenagers will be on tour. Performing, nonetheless. Look, you’ve had her for 17 years, now it’s my time to take care of her, and you’ll just have to trust me.”
After a few seconds of silence and what I could clearly hear as a nervous breathing, Brooke said, “All right. But if you don’t make sure she’s always safe, Jared I swear to God…”
“I will. Don’t worry. Thank you,” I said, and after a soft Okay, the conversation was over.
Coming back to the living room I saw Ashley and Shannon giggling about God knows what. Seeing me approaching the sofa, Ashley jumped on it in anticipation. Her look said Tell us already, tell us already. And I couldn’t resist but making her wait for just a little while.
“I’m afraid…” as I paused Ashley rolled her eyes and was about to start yelling when I continued, “you’re gonna have to put up with your old man for the next few months.”
With the loudest scream I have ever heard in my life Ashley started running around the room, only to rush towards me and jump into my arms. “ Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she said kissing my cheek and hugging me so tightly I thought I was gonna lose my breath. Both excitement and fear washed over me, as I realized what I was going to put myself through.
“Well, I guess you’re finally gonna see your old man rock from backstage,” Shannon was trying to be funny.
“I cannot wait,” Ashley said ecstatically, jumping out of my arms.
We were supposed to continue the tour in a week, and those seven days went by so fast, it felt like only one day. In the meantime, we managed to decorate Ashley’s room the way she wanted it, which was completely the opposite of what I had envisioned for her. But then again, she was anything but a regular teenager. Not that it’s any wonder, she was my daughter after all.
“Everybody ready?” I asked before Emma, Shannon, Ashley and I went inside the tour bus. The rest of the crew was already inside, and the little miss daughter didn’t feel like hanging up her phone, and was delaying our departure. “Could you please hang up, so we can have a talk on the bus?” I asked before she scolded me with her look. The same one her mother has.
“So anyway…” she continued, entering the bus, which made me completely lose my mind.
Following her, I snatched the phone out of her hand saying so I could hang up.
“Hey! I was talking,” she said with an attitude, and I just raised my eyebrow, widening my eyes at her.
“My bus, my rules! Apparently, you need more control than you needed at home. When I ask you something nicely, you listen to me and do as I say.” Just as she started rolling her eyes I said, “and enough with that attitude”.
I followed her up in the bus when I saw her smirking which really quickly went straight to a huge smile. As I climbed up in the bus, I saw a boy not much older than Ashley, sitting on the bus. Grabbing Emma by the shoulder I asked, “Who is that?” as I could see Ashley tossing her hair and leaning towards the boy.
“That’s my nephew. Scot? Remember, I asked you if he could come along and help us out, learn the ropes. He wants to be a musician, his parents thought that once he sees how exhausting tours are, he’ll just give up.”
As both Ashley and Scot started giggling, I could feel the blood in my veins boiling to a melting point. The next minute Scot’s hand was touching Ashley’s hand, and the second she scooted over next to him and started leaning towards, she gave him that well-known irresistibly flirty smile she inherited from her mother. That’s when I knew this boy was gonna be trouble, and I had no intention of letting him and Ashley get closer than they should.
To Be Continued...
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“Yes, Shannon, we’re home. We just got inside the house, actually,” Jared said plopping on to the sofa, “Okay, I’ll see you later.”
“What, he just can’t wait to see his brother?” I teased him.
“You know Shannon, he wants to know everything and hear how we spent our honeymoon.”
“Yeah,” I said and a flashback just came to my mind.
A few days earlier
“Look, Melody, I don’t think you realize how bad Jared is for you,“ Chris said as we were standing at the beach. I was alone for a few minutes when Jared had to rush away to our resort for some business stuff, and it seemed as if Chris was always lurking around and using every chance I was alone to come and talk to me.
“You’re insane! Jared is the best man I know, and you have no right to talk about him like that,” I was furious.
“I have friends who’ve dated him on and off and they all confirmed he can be a real bastard. In fact, he’s capable of so many mischiefs that they even go beyond a simple childlike messing around, he can be a real bastard,” Chris insisted.
“I don’t give a damn what you say about MY husband. I love him and nothing you say will make me question how I or how he feels. You got that?” I tried to act as if his words didn’t cause any doubt in my heart but it was quite the opposite. The truth was, I didn’t know Jared that well personally. But how I felt about him made me feel so amazing, and ever since we were together I felt nothing but protection, love and care. Chris was my old friend and I knew that he cared about me deeply, but was he actually capable of making me believe Jared was the bad guy just so I might fall for him? A million questions ran through my mind again, but I didn’t let Chris see it.
I’ve been asked by so many of you if I’m going to continue writing fan fiction. I haven’t been so active lately as my life became crazy busy, and I’ve lost the habit of checking my Tumblr as often as before.
However, I haven’t lost the habit of writing my fiction, 👩💻 so the answer is YES! I will continue to post Jared Leto fiction. 😃 Also, I’m trying to become more organized in 2019, 🤞 so I’ll give my best to determine a certain date each month (preferably a few dates in a month) when I’ll be posting my works.
As a matter of fact, it would be amazing if you’d give your suggestions about how often you’d like to read them. (If you’re still interested that is. I hope you haven’t given up on my fiction despite my being less active than before). Just keep in mind hat I have two ongoing series and several one shots that need to be done or completed with a sequel, so please don’t suggest more than once a week, because most likely that won’t be a possibility. 😂
Thank you for all your love, 💗💕💞 and I hope you’ll love the future chapters just as much as the ones I’ve written so far. ❤️😍❤️
😍😍😍😍😍 hello happy sunflower. I kissed you! Welp on the matter 😅 I say 2 times a month will be OK, like we will get our does of you and it won’t bother your life. About which I am happy, like hate today it, but I don’t have any social life that’s why I am here all day, bit that’s bad tho, people here are better than the people in my reality! Love ya! 💞
@iraniq Kissing you right back, sis 😘. Two times a months sounds pretty manageable at first. And I think after I’m back in the regular routine of writing, I could make things more regular and start publishing once a week as @nikkitasevoli suggested.
Thank you for your help, and I’ll try to post new chapters really really soon. 💗💕💞
I’ve been asked by so many of you if I’m going to continue writing fan fiction. I haven’t been so active lately as my life became crazy busy, and I’ve lost the habit of checking my Tumblr as often as before.
However, I haven’t lost the habit of writing my fiction, 👩💻 so the answer is YES! I will continue to post Jared Leto fiction. 😃 Also, I’m trying to become more organized in 2019, 🤞 so I’ll give my best to determine a certain date each month (preferably a few dates in a month) when I’ll be posting my works.
As a matter of fact, it would be amazing if you’d give your suggestions about how often you’d like to read them. (If you’re still interested that is. I hope you haven’t given up on my fiction despite my being less active than before). Just keep in mind hat I have two ongoing series and several one shots that need to be done or completed with a sequel, so please don’t suggest more than once a week, because most likely that won’t be a possibility. 😂
Thank you for all your love, 💗💕💞 and I hope you’ll love the future chapters just as much as the ones I’ve written so far. ❤️😍❤️
