Luck Isn't Everything.

When we got home, Audrey’s car was parked in our driveway, which could only mean she’d be staying the night. “When is Carol coming home?” I asked as we stepped in the house.

“Mom, is not coming home until next year apparently. Her and Dave are in Barcelona, enjoying the weather,” Liam answered. Dave was Mom’s off-and-on boyfriend. They had been at it for about 6 years, but one always ended up cheating on the other. The one thing my parents had taught me is that I didn’t want to be like them so cheating wasn’t an option.

“Barcelona? She’s in Europe!?” I exclaimed, plopping down on the couch, “hey,” I turned to Audrey. She was smiling brightly, but her eyes were practically closed.

“Hey,” she said back, slowly. It took me a minute to realize she was high and laughed silently to myself.

“Uh, yeah, she got a hold of something that apparently was laced… I didn’t know what to do so I got Gage to drive her car here,” he said softly.

“Gage is here!?” My eyes widened. Gage had been Liam’s best friend since I was in diapers. He was sweet, funny, and very attractive. His black hair was long and razor sharp with a bit of blonde occasionally thrown in there. His eyes were gray, at times almost lilac-looking. He had angel bites, and a bottom lip piercing on the left side, and always wore snapbacks with sayings on the flap. His style was skin-tight jeans that sagged slightly around his butt, but not to the point where they were half way down his crack. He always wore black shirts, and it didn’t matter if they were a band shirt or just random, they were only ever black. The color suited him, a lot. His ears were gauged as well, and he only ever wore neon green plugs, or black ones, and his arms were covered in tattoos.

“He’s upstairs,” he laughed, and I jumped off the couch, bolting up the stairs.

“Gage?!” I shouted as I took two steps at a time so I could get there faster.

“In your room!” He shouted back. I bust through the door entrance and there he was, lying on my bed. His legs were hanging off the right corner and his right arm was lying across his face.

“What are you doing in my room?” I asked as I plopped down beside him. He pulled himself on his elbows and twisted his head just right, then opened his mouth.

“I was waiting for you,” he smiled. Growing up, I had a huge crush on him, a crush I knew he felt too, but would never mess with because I was his best friend’s younger sister. He used to always come over to hang out with us, even though I was two years younger than them.

By the time I hit eight grade, Liam and Gage had moved on to being freshmen in high school. I didn’t get to see them often because they never had time for much. Well, me. Gage became distant after getting a girlfriend so he never really came around anymore and that’s when Liam’s drug abuse problem began, which later on, so did Gage’s for that matter. Audrey came into the picture that year. She was the one who introduced them to that world. For the longest time, I didn’t like her. Then I got to know her and she became like an older sister. Part of me wishes her and Liam make it for real so she can really be my sister, but another part of me wishes she’d disappear sometimes because it was her fault drugs were a big deal in our lives. That part won over me almost every time.

“You were?” I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

He winked and smiled, “any plans for today?

“Packing,” I answered softly, “ maybe.”

“Packing?”

“I was supposed to leave for the guy’s tour on Sunday morning, but Justin and I got into a fight earlier today and I’m not so sure I even want to go anymore, or if I even can or should,” I explained. Packing seemed like the right thing to do just in case I was still expected to go, but the thought of being expected to go while Justin and I were fighting was frightening.

“Oh,” he frowned, “Well, that’s unfortunate. Would you like some help? Maybe then afterwards we can go out tonight and do something fun to take your mind off things?”

“Are you spending the night?” I asked awkwardly.

“Probably,” he sighed, “Someone’s gotta look after you Gosh’s,” he winked. I smiled and headed to my closet to pull out my suitcases. “For how long are we packing for?”

“Two weeks,” I said. He got off the bed to help me move the suitcases and got to work. We went through everything in my closet, making a pile of maybe’s and do’s, and placing the don’ts back on their hangers. By the time we were done with the closet, one of my suitcases was perfectly packed and zipped tight, and the other one was about a quarter full. All I had to pack was the girly stuff like accessories and necessities.

“Alright, finished. Let’s go,” he said as he headed out of my room. I grabbed my jacket from my computer desk and followed him.

“Where are we going?” I asked as we made our way down the stairs.

“We’re gonna go to Justin’s cousin’s shop and get ourselves some new tattoos, my treat,” he said when we reached the bottom of the stairs. I smiled and jumped on him, hugging him tightly.

“You. Are. The best!” I laughed.

“Where are you two going?” Liam asked.

“Tattoos!” We said as we bolted through the front door. We got into Gage’s car and headed to the shop. When we pulled up into the parking lot I saw Justin’s car parked in front of the shop. “Just my luck,” I thought to myself.

“It’ll be okay, promise, “ Gage said and he got out of the car. We walked inside and all eyes fell to us. The only eyes in the room being Justin’s and his cousin’s.

“Hey man,” Gage greeted Justin with their bro-clap and little shoulder bump thing they did. He greeted Justin’s cousin as well and they got to talking.

Notes

Hey guys, I have no idea what most of you who are reading this think about this story, so if you can, please take a moment to let me know what you think about this so far. I basically already wrote down a guide/plan of what events I plan to have in this story, but I'd like your input to see if maybe I should change some stuff.