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through the storm.” He looked
sad for a moment, but before I could ask anything he said, “So, what’s your
middle name?”
“It’s Grace. Common, I know,” I said.
“No, it’s beautiful. Everleigh Grace
Stone. How did your parents come up with it?”
“Well, my dad’s the one that named me,
actually.”
“He did?”
“Uh, yeah. My mom died in childbirth, so
Daddy basically named me after her. Her name was Grace and Everly was her
maiden name. He just flipped it and changed the spelling.”
“That’s so sad. You never got to know
your mom and now you are losing your dad,” he said, looking so sad for me.
“That’s awful, Everleigh. I’m really sorry.”
I felt a lump in my throat. “Thanks.
It’s so hard watching him waste away. Part of me just wants him to be at peace
because he’s suffering so much, but then I feel terrible for feeling that way.”
He put his arm around me and pulled me
into a one armed hug. “It’s not terrible, Everleigh. I know how you feel,
believe me. My dad died of lung cancer seven years ago right after we really
hit it big. It was the most god awful feeling in the world watching him go through
that. My mom was so devastated over losing him that she overdosed on pain
killers two years later. It just about destroyed me. I really thought our band
was going to fall apart because I was so wrecked,” he admitted.
“Oh God, Ryder…I had no idea.”
“Yeah, well…” he said, trailing off for
a moment, my heart constricting tightly in my chest. “I’m lucky that Beau,
Kris, and Jude were there to get me through it. They all loved my parents too
and it hit them just as hard. They weren’t as lucky as I was to have awesome
parents and my mom and dad treated the guys like they were their own.”
“Your parents sound like they were great
people.”
“They really were. Dad was so proud of
us when we signed our record deal. He kept a scrap book of all of the articles
that mentioned us. He was a great guy.”
“He sounds like it.”
He took a deep breath and blew air
through his lips. Giving his head a little shake, he said, “So, tell me about
your dad. What’s he like?”
I smiled a pained smile. “Well, he’s a
Vietnam vet and he and Deuce served together. He met my mom when he came back
to the US and they were married for seventeen years before they had me. They
tried to have kids for years and never thought they would be able to, but then
I came along,” I said, smiling. “Daddy said that he and mom were so ecstatic
when they found out they were having me, and that she was sure I would be a
girl. They knew there would be risk having a child at such an advanced maternal
age but she didn’t care. They felt like it was fate. Everything had gone just
fine up until she went into labor, and then things just went south from there.
She ended up trying to have me naturally but there were complications and she
bled out after I was born. To this day I feel guilty. My mother literally gave
up her life to have me and I just feel like I’m the reason Daddy lost the woman
he loved,” I said. I had never admitted that out loud before and it hurt to say
it.
“Oh, Jesus, Everleigh, that wasn’t your
fault. You can’t think like that.”
I shrugged. “I can’t help it. I
seriously sit and think sometimes that I shouldn’t be here. My mother died to
bring me into the world, my father is dying in front of my eyes, and the first
guy I ever fell in love with used me just to get laid and then dumped me the
next day when I told him I wanted to slow things down,” I said, and I started
to cry again. I don’t know what it was about Ryder that made me feel calm
enough to break down in front of him and admit all my lifelong fears and
regrets, but he was like a balm to my broken soul.
“God, it’s taking everything in me to not
track down this Scott asshole and beat the fuck out of him,” Ryder said. “What
all did he say to you?”
I shook my head. “Not now,
sad for a moment, but before I could ask anything he said, “So, what’s your
middle name?”
“It’s Grace. Common, I know,” I said.
“No, it’s beautiful. Everleigh Grace
Stone. How did your parents come up with it?”
“Well, my dad’s the one that named me,
actually.”
“He did?”
“Uh, yeah. My mom died in childbirth, so
Daddy basically named me after her. Her name was Grace and Everly was her
maiden name. He just flipped it and changed the spelling.”
“That’s so sad. You never got to know
your mom and now you are losing your dad,” he said, looking so sad for me.
“That’s awful, Everleigh. I’m really sorry.”
I felt a lump in my throat. “Thanks.
It’s so hard watching him waste away. Part of me just wants him to be at peace
because he’s suffering so much, but then I feel terrible for feeling that way.”
He put his arm around me and pulled me
into a one armed hug. “It’s not terrible, Everleigh. I know how you feel,
believe me. My dad died of lung cancer seven years ago right after we really
hit it big. It was the most god awful feeling in the world watching him go through
that. My mom was so devastated over losing him that she overdosed on pain
killers two years later. It just about destroyed me. I really thought our band
was going to fall apart because I was so wrecked,” he admitted.
“Oh God, Ryder…I had no idea.”
“Yeah, well…” he said, trailing off for
a moment, my heart constricting tightly in my chest. “I’m lucky that Beau,
Kris, and Jude were there to get me through it. They all loved my parents too
and it hit them just as hard. They weren’t as lucky as I was to have awesome
parents and my mom and dad treated the guys like they were their own.”
“Your parents sound like they were great
people.”
“They really were. Dad was so proud of
us when we signed our record deal. He kept a scrap book of all of the articles
that mentioned us. He was a great guy.”
“He sounds like it.”
He took a deep breath and blew air
through his lips. Giving his head a little shake, he said, “So, tell me about
your dad. What’s he like?”
I smiled a pained smile. “Well, he’s a
Vietnam vet and he and Deuce served together. He met my mom when he came back
to the US and they were married for seventeen years before they had me. They
tried to have kids for years and never thought they would be able to, but then
I came along,” I said, smiling. “Daddy said that he and mom were so ecstatic
when they found out they were having me, and that she was sure I would be a
girl. They knew there would be risk having a child at such an advanced maternal
age but she didn’t care. They felt like it was fate. Everything had gone just
fine up until she went into labor, and then things just went south from there.
She ended up trying to have me naturally but there were complications and she
bled out after I was born. To this day I feel guilty. My mother literally gave
up her life to have me and I just feel like I’m the reason Daddy lost the woman
he loved,” I said. I had never admitted that out loud before and it hurt to say
it.
“Oh, Jesus, Everleigh, that wasn’t your
fault. You can’t think like that.”
I shrugged. “I can’t help it. I
seriously sit and think sometimes that I shouldn’t be here. My mother died to
bring me into the world, my father is dying in front of my eyes, and the first
guy I ever fell in love with used me just to get laid and then dumped me the
next day when I told him I wanted to slow things down,” I said, and I started
to cry again. I don’t know what it was about Ryder that made me feel calm
enough to break down in front of him and admit all my lifelong fears and
regrets, but he was like a balm to my broken soul.
“God, it’s taking everything in me to not
track down this Scott asshole and beat the fuck out of him,” Ryder said. “What
all did he say to you?”
I shook my head. “Not now,
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