corner and the guys catch the first full on look at my face. Gable
knocks a bunch of shit off the counter. I know he’s frustrated that, once again,
I’ve brought my drama to the band.
I put my hands up. “Look guys, let’s just get out of here. I can explain all day
long, but all you need to know is I got my fair share of licks in and he was hurting,
too.” I didn’t say I got one good lick in with a lamp and he was hurting from falling
trying to get to me.
Stoney knows me best. He walks in front of the guys. “Look. The sooner she gets
to leave town, the farther she’ll be away from him. He’s a cop and he’ll get believed
before a group of music delinquents will.”
I nod. “Stoney’s right, let’s go. I want as much distance between me and this place
as possible.”
We meet the tour bus picking us up over by Keeg’s mom’s house so he can leave his
car there.
After the bus pulls off, I can tell they want answers. “Look guys, I’m going to take
some ibuprofen and take a nap. We’ll talk after I get up. I just can’t do this right
now.”
With that, I walk down the hall and crawl in the bunk I decide to claim. I pray for
a long sleep, but once I lie down, the events of today and the past week catch up
with me. I begin to softly sob into my pillow until I finally do doze off.
After Ivie walks down the hall and crawls in a bunk, we sit on the small couches.
Keeg looks over at us. “What are we going to do? You see what he did to her, he deserves
to die.”
Keeg has a big problem with men putting their hands violently on women. His mom took
abuse for years that he had to watch.
Stoney looks across to me. “Man, you haven’t said much during all of this. What
do you think? If this had happened to Scar, what would you do?”
I shake my head. “Man. Look, Ivie is a private person. She’s a rock. Scarlet depends
on me, it’s totally different.” I say, trying to distance myself. Because when I
saw her earlier, I was ready to go get that son of a bitch, drop him in a pen of hungry
hogs, and let them devour him. I have a plan but I can’t get hot headed about it.
Stoney slams his fist down on the table. He whispers hard to me. “You hear her back
there, don’t you? She’s crying. She’s hurting. Does that sound like someone who’s
a rock to you?”
“Look man, all I’m saying is Ivie doesn’t want us to make a big deal out of this.
She wants our support and she wants to move on. She wants to put as much distance
between her and him as possible.” I shrug.
Keeg glares at me. “Whatever, Gable. I just think he deserves to pay.”
I look over at him seriously. “He will, trust me. But it will be my style, calculated
and planned. Plus, Ivie will know nothing about it. Get me?”
They both have known me long enough to know that I don’t make idle threats. They
nod that they understand. Keeg leans in. “Do you think she’ll ever tell us what
all happened?”
I look down the vacant hallway. “When she’s ready.” I lean back and take a nap on
our way to our first show.
~*~*~
Our first show is going to be in the Florida Panhandle at some Festival. I let Cade
know it’s close to Destin, where he and his wife have a beach house. They are going
to be down anyway, so he’s going to drive over for the show. Daria said she’s too
pregnant and too tired to come out, plus Madison is not really old enough.
I arrange for Cade to come to the bus before show time so he and I can talk.
When we met, he got a little drunk that night. He and I were sitting out back talking
and he mentioned some stuff to me, some connections that Daria might have. I have
to say