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Authors: Hadley Quinn
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Melanie, and he would stick to his guns if it fucking killed him…
Chapter Six
The next weekend, Jay pulled his car behind Teague’s house and parked in front of the detached garage. It was four in the morning on Saturday and he’d come to borrow his cousin’s truck so he could make the trip to Oregon and pick up the Fastback. He’d have one more stop at Beck’s to snag a car trailer, and then he’d hit the road.
He used his key to open the garage out back where the Boss was parked. It was automatic to check in on his former project-turned-perfection any time he was back here by Teague’s shop. He flipped on the lights and gently removed the car’s cover. It never failed to impress him each time he saw this car. It was a beautiful machine; moss green with black racing stripes, and an interior that had been modernized pretty nicely. He and Teague had spent so many late nights restoring this car. The memories were endless.
And then Jay decided to be a dipshit and fuck over his own life. Jay’s father had never put his family first, but despite his dad’s idiotic choices in life, Grandpa McCallan had still taken care of Jay and his sister Kellie. He’d even given them both money to go to college, and whereas Kellie used it to go to cosmetology school, Jay made the mistake of investing in something else.
Underground fighting.
Like all addictions, it started out small. But the bigger the fights the bigger the bets, and it snowballed from there. Soon he was in so deep that he’d lost everything, including his chance at the future he didn’t know he wanted. He’d not only destroyed his means for getting ahead in life, but he also ruined his relationship with his grandfather when he finally discovered the truth. College hadn’t been for Jay, but there were other ventures he would have rather gotten into instead of gambling.
In hindsight it was a pretty obvious path of destruction, but it was too late to dwell on it now.
He sighed as he leaned his hands against the driver’s side and peered into the car. Well, however things ended up for him, he was glad Teague got the car. He deserved it anyway.
“Whatcha doin’?” a familiar voice asked.
He startled with surprise and bolted upright. He could only imagine how pathetic he looked hanging his head and moping over a damn car.
Melanie entered the garage and he wondered if he’d woken her up when he drove by. Her room was right on the back corner of the house. But instead of being clad in sleepwear, she was fully dressed in jeans and a hoodie. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had a little bit of makeup on.
“What are you doing?” he countered instead of answering her question.
She folded her arms across her chest and blew a stay strand of hair from her face. “I decided to come with you,” she said , glancing away from him toward the window. “I know I said seeing my mom was the last thing I wanted to do, but I think that I should. Part of moving forward, I guess.” She looked at him again and shrugged. “Is it okay if I ride with you?”
Jay grabbed the car cover and proceeded to put in back over the Mustang. He was stalling for sure, but eventually answered, “I’m driving straight there, Mel. It’s a fifteen-hour drive. One way.”
“I know.”
“And I’m throwing the car on the trailer and heading straight back. Another fifteen hours.”
“I know.”
“It’s gonna be boring as hell.”
“I love road trips.”
“I’m not making tourist stops. No Golden Gate Bridge, no damn wild animal park.”
“I get it, Jay.”
“And only two bathroom stops each way. More than that, you gotta piss in a cup.”
“And what about food? Do I need to pack my little lunch pail?”
He barely smiled as he held the door open for her and shut the light s off. He locked up and headed for the main garage to swap car keys.
Melanie followed him there. “Well? Should I go pack some food?”
“No,” he sighed, grabbing Teague’s truck
Chapter Six
The next weekend, Jay pulled his car behind Teague’s house and parked in front of the detached garage. It was four in the morning on Saturday and he’d come to borrow his cousin’s truck so he could make the trip to Oregon and pick up the Fastback. He’d have one more stop at Beck’s to snag a car trailer, and then he’d hit the road.
He used his key to open the garage out back where the Boss was parked. It was automatic to check in on his former project-turned-perfection any time he was back here by Teague’s shop. He flipped on the lights and gently removed the car’s cover. It never failed to impress him each time he saw this car. It was a beautiful machine; moss green with black racing stripes, and an interior that had been modernized pretty nicely. He and Teague had spent so many late nights restoring this car. The memories were endless.
And then Jay decided to be a dipshit and fuck over his own life. Jay’s father had never put his family first, but despite his dad’s idiotic choices in life, Grandpa McCallan had still taken care of Jay and his sister Kellie. He’d even given them both money to go to college, and whereas Kellie used it to go to cosmetology school, Jay made the mistake of investing in something else.
Underground fighting.
Like all addictions, it started out small. But the bigger the fights the bigger the bets, and it snowballed from there. Soon he was in so deep that he’d lost everything, including his chance at the future he didn’t know he wanted. He’d not only destroyed his means for getting ahead in life, but he also ruined his relationship with his grandfather when he finally discovered the truth. College hadn’t been for Jay, but there were other ventures he would have rather gotten into instead of gambling.
In hindsight it was a pretty obvious path of destruction, but it was too late to dwell on it now.
He sighed as he leaned his hands against the driver’s side and peered into the car. Well, however things ended up for him, he was glad Teague got the car. He deserved it anyway.
“Whatcha doin’?” a familiar voice asked.
He startled with surprise and bolted upright. He could only imagine how pathetic he looked hanging his head and moping over a damn car.
Melanie entered the garage and he wondered if he’d woken her up when he drove by. Her room was right on the back corner of the house. But instead of being clad in sleepwear, she was fully dressed in jeans and a hoodie. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had a little bit of makeup on.
“What are you doing?” he countered instead of answering her question.
She folded her arms across her chest and blew a stay strand of hair from her face. “I decided to come with you,” she said , glancing away from him toward the window. “I know I said seeing my mom was the last thing I wanted to do, but I think that I should. Part of moving forward, I guess.” She looked at him again and shrugged. “Is it okay if I ride with you?”
Jay grabbed the car cover and proceeded to put in back over the Mustang. He was stalling for sure, but eventually answered, “I’m driving straight there, Mel. It’s a fifteen-hour drive. One way.”
“I know.”
“And I’m throwing the car on the trailer and heading straight back. Another fifteen hours.”
“I know.”
“It’s gonna be boring as hell.”
“I love road trips.”
“I’m not making tourist stops. No Golden Gate Bridge, no damn wild animal park.”
“I get it, Jay.”
“And only two bathroom stops each way. More than that, you gotta piss in a cup.”
“And what about food? Do I need to pack my little lunch pail?”
He barely smiled as he held the door open for her and shut the light s off. He locked up and headed for the main garage to swap car keys.
Melanie followed him there. “Well? Should I go pack some food?”
“No,” he sighed, grabbing Teague’s truck
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