He exited the garage and followed down the driveway like a zombie. It was almost like a dream, a bad nightmare. One he couldn't wake up from. He figured Dot had drove off by now. Not wanting to waste anymore of her time here tonight. But to his surprise, she was still sitting there in the car.
Dot looked up as John appeared. Something was wrong, she could tell by the look on his face.
"Johnny what happened?" Dot looked at him a little afraid of what she was seeing.
"Just drive!" He demanded.
"She cranked up her blue Grand Prix, and backed out of the driveway. "Are you going to tell me what happened?"
"Just take me home!"
"Was she there, did you catch her with Bret?"
"No!" He yelled and turned to look out the car window, into the darkness. He was definitely was in one of his moods and she knew it was best to leave him alone. "Okay I'll take you to your apartment. Where exactly is it?"
"No just take me to my parents house."
"Okay." She replied wondering what the hell was wrong with him. The rest of the way, he didn't even speak to her. She pulled up in his Mom's driveway and he got out of her car. No thank you, no see you later, no nothing and walked up to the porch and fumbled for his keys. He kicked his shoes off and dragged himself up to his room and shut the door. Ready to retreat from the world, the pain and everyone he had ever known.
How could this have happened? Could he have been so wrong about Ashley? Could she have been lying to him? Were her feelings not real? Had she been blowing smoke up his ass, this entire time? He couldn't answer these questions. Right now he wanted to die. To remove himself from this world, this life, this pain that was crushing his heart into a million pieces.
As he laid in a crumpled heap, on his bed. He could still smell Ashley's perfume on his pillow, from the last night they were here together. Tears gently rolled down his face, as he slowly drifted off to sleep, exhausted.
Bret had taken a long shower in his parents bathroom. When he finished, he put on a pair of shorts and laid on their bed. All of his thoughts were of Ashley and what she meant to him, but he was tired of playing these games with her. He knew he couldn't go back in there with her. She brought feelings out in him, that he couldn't ignore. And he longed to be with her and right now she was drunk out of her damn mind.
"I'll just sleep in here, tonight and talk to her tomorrow." He thought as he tried to drift off to sleep. Trying to forget that the girl he loved was totally naked and begging him to have sex with her, right down the hall. "Damn it! It's going to be a long damn night." He mumbled trying to get comfortable so he could go to sleep.
Ashley had finally passed out. Thoughts of John had drifted into her head as she entered into an alcohol induced slumber.
The next morning John woke up to a light knock at his bedroom door. His Mom had seen his shoes, he kicked off at the front door and was so happy to have him back under her roof.
"Johnny." She spoke softly as she opened the door.
"Hi Ma."
"It is you. I was hoping you came home."
"I just crashed here last night. I'm going to get some more of my stuff and my Mustang."
"Oh so you are really moving out?" She looked very disappointed.
"I found a little apartment by the beach."
"Okay do you need anything?"
"I'm good Ma, but thanks."
"I'm sorry we fought Johnny. Your old Ma is stubborn and set in her ways."
"I know Ma, I'm sorry we fought too. You know I'm a little stubborn sometimes too. He looked at her but he seemed so sad.
She could tell something was bothering him. "Is everything okay Johnny, you don't seem like yourself."
"I was just out late, I'll be okay." He just couldn't tell her. He couldn't bare the I told you so, right now."
"Are you hungry? I could make you a big breakfast." She smiled.
"No thanks Ma, I'm not hungry, but I'll take some coffee."
"Okay come downstairs and get it."
He got up and drug himself down the stairs. He walked to the kitchen table and picked up his coffee and started drinking it. As thoughts of Ashley laying in Bret's bed flashed in his head. He had to talk to somebody, it was eating him alive inside. He drank it down quickly. "I've got to go." He announced standing up.
"Where are you rushing off too?" His mother asked sipping her coffee.
"I've got to go see Richie."
"Well please come back soon."
"I will Ma." He ran upstairs and threw some of his stuff in a bag and grabbed his keys. He walked outside and the sight of Ashley's house and Trans Am captured his attention. He stood there staring over at her yard.
Wishing she would come out and run over to him, and he could tell her how much he loves her. But that daydream was shattered. He knew she was still with that asshole. He wished a million times since last night that he would have just picked her up and carried her the hell out of there. But his stubborn pride wouldn't let him do it. What was she doing right now? Was she fucking Bret again? "Fuck!" This pain in his heart was killing him. He walked to his car and drove away. She was on his mind and knowing she was still with Bret was killing his soul.
He walked up to Richie's door, broken hearted and feeling like the whole world had died. If it was over between him and Ashley, he felt like he had nothing to even live for anymore.
Mrs. Joan answered the knock at the door.
"God morning Johnny. Son are you alright?" She asked looking at his pitiful face.
"Yes mam, I just had a rough night."
"Thanks, okay I will."
He walked back to Richie's room and opened the door.
Richie woke up at the sound of the door shutting.
"Hey man what's up? You look like shit!"
"I found Ashley last night. she was with Bret."
"Damn man I'm sorry. Where were they?"
"At his parents house. I broke a fucking lock off his gate and let his crazy ass dogs out, and went in and snuck in the house. Richie I'm fucking dying man!"
"Johnny was she fucking him?" Richie asked feeling so sorry for his best friend that he had never seen hurting so much before.
"No she was alone, when I saw her, but she was in his damn bed naked and fucked up out of her mind!"
"Did you talk to her?"
"Hell no, I got the fuck out of there! I knew she fucked him! It was obvious! God Richie, I've never hurt this much. And she's still over there with him. I want to go back over there and rip his fucking head off!"
"I know it hurts, but better to find out now than later." Richie tried to make him feel better.
"It doesn't matter when I found out. It's tearing me up and the worst part is. I fucking love her and I don't think I can live without her!"
"If she's chosen Bret, you have to."
"I hate that motherfucker! He couldn't wait to steal Ash back from me!"
"I don't know what to tell you here. I know you love her and you're really hurting, but if she's crossed that line with him. There's nothing you can do."
"I didn't know I loved her this much Richie. I feel like I can't fucking breathe without her."
"Damn Johnny. What are you going to do?"
"I don't know, but it's killing me."
"Well I'm here for you bro. Anything you need."
"Thanks. I appreciate it. I know I was a dick to you yesterday at the beach."
"I knew you had to find her. So I let you go."
"Maybe I shouldn't have. This has really fucked with my head man!"
"It will pass. Day by day it will hurt less."
"I don't think I can let her go!"
"Really you could take her back, even if she slept with Bret?" Richie asked, surprised at what he was hearing.
"She was so fucking drunk man. I have never seen her that drunk. She'd never done it with anybody else but me and that shit is tearing me apart! The thought of him touching her. I just want to kill him!"
"This may sound dumb but maybe you should just go out and get laid, it will make you feel better. Even the score a little."
"I can't even think about another woman right now. But there is something I need to do." John looked at him with a strange gleam in his eye.
"Oh no! You can't go back out there!"
"I have to! I have to talk to her! Come with me please!"
"Are you crazy! She spent the night with another dude! Game over!"
"I'll go by myself if I have to! But I am going!"
"Well damn it! I'll go with you, but only to stop you from doing something stupid! But this here, you going back over there, is pretty damn stupid!" Richie yelled and glared at him.
Ashley woke up laying on her side feeling the horrible pain of her earring post poking her in the side of her neck.
She was twisted up in Bret's sheets. At first she didn't even know where she was, but as she glanced around the room it came back to her. She saw her clothes in a wrinkled mess on the floor and lifted the sheet to see that she was indeed totally naked.
She sighed out loud as a horrible feeling of regret pulsed through her body. "Oh my God I slept with Bret!" She heard in her head as she jumped to her feet and pulled the sheet around her to walk out of the room and go look for him.
She didn't see him anywhere and she called out to him. She went downstairs and saw an open patio door. She went out the door hoping to find him.
Bret was sitting at a small table drinking coffee. "Well hell did you finally wake up sexy? You sure look hot wearing nothing but my bed sheet." He chuckled
"Don't mess with me Bret. What the hell happened last night?"
Bret laughed. "You don't remember?"
"Hell no or I wouldn't be asking you!"
Ashley's stomach was in a knot. She braced herself for the dreaded news that she was unfaithful to John.
"You got bombed out of your mind and pulled off all of your clothes and begged me to fuck you." He laughed.
"Oh my God!" She sat down pulling up the sheet around her a little more. "So we had sex?" She questioned.
"I wanted to more than anything in the world. You were all over me. We were so into it, but when you called me John, I went limp as a noodle. It really killed the mood." Bret answered sounding very disappointed.
She smiled. "So we didn't have sex?"
"No I went and took a shower and slept in my parents room. But the thought of you down the hall naked and begging me for it, ate me alive!"
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come here with you." She looked him.
"You told me you love me last night Ashley!"
"You know I love you Bret."
"Then why the hell can't we be together. I love you Ashley! You went and lost your virginity to another damn guy and I still love you! I still want to be with you!"
"Im sorry, but I love John. And I need to go find him, I was really shitty to him yesterday. We fought and I hit him."
Bret laughed. Hell you used to hit me all the time."
"I know and I'm sorry. But y'all make me so damn mad!"
"No offense Ash, but you were the most jealous girl, I ever dated."
"You had girls hanging all over you! Of course I was Jealous!"
"I knew it meant you cared." I miss it. Hell I wish you cared that much about me now."
They heard a car. "Who the hell is that? I know I locked that damn gate! Bret yelled looking up the long driveway.
"Oh my God! It's John!" Ashley exclaimed spotting the Mustang.
"Go inside, I'll handle this!" Bret stood up.
Ashley got up and pulled the sheet tight and went inside and closed the door.
John parked the car and jumped out and so did Richie.
Bret walked out to them. "You are mighty damn brave to come up in here! I got two german shepherds that will be here any second and they don't like trespassing strangers at all!"
"Where the fuck is Ashley? John yelled. "I know she's here!"
"How the hell did you that? And how did you get in here anyway? I know that damn gate was locked! You need to go! This is my fucking house and you sure the fuck ain't welcome here!"
"Well why don't you come do something about it motherfucker!" John yelled taking off his jacket and throwing it on his hood.
"Johnny come on, let's go!" Richie yelled.
"I want to see Ashley!"
"Maybe she don't want to see you!" Bret yelled.
"You won't keep me away from my fucking girl!" John yelled back at him.
"She was my fucking girl first!" Bret snapped back.
"Well she loves me! She let me be her first! I popped her cherry! I know you spent months trying to get it, just to get shot the hell down!" John yelled wanting to rip him apart.
"Well it must have not been that good, she was here in my fucking bed all night, begging me to fuck her!" Bret yelled.
"You motherfucker!" John yelled lunging for him, but Diesel came running and Bret grabbed his collar and pulled him back as he was trying to attack John.
"You better get your fucking friend out of here Richie! Before I let Diesel go!"
Richie grabbed John. "Get in the fucking car now!" He yelled and grabbed his jacket off the hood and tossed it in the backseat and shoved him in the passenger seat. Richie got in the driver's seat and Bo the other dog, came out of nowhere and jumped up and rammed into the side of the car ferociously barking and foaming at the mouth against the window.
"Fuck!" Richie yelled cranking up and driving out of there as fast as he could."
"I can't leave! I have to see her!" John yelled trying to open the car door.
"Are you fucking crazy?" Those damn dogs will kill you!" Richie yelled and swerved onto the highway. Trying to get John away from here as fast as he could.
Bret drove his car down to the gate to see what the hell was going on with the gate. "Damn it!" He yelled when he saw it was wide open. He shut it and locked it back and drove back up to the house.
Richie drove up the road for a while and then he pulled over. "Look you've got to be smart about this! Talk to her when she gets away from there. Do you want to drive?"
"Okay." John got out and walked around and so did Richie. They drove to the apartment and got out. He opened the door and Richie walked to the bathroom. The first thing John saw was a bottle of perfume she usually carried around in her purse, on on the tv stand. And she had left her favorite University of Alabama shirt, she wore all the time laying on the coffee table.
He picked it up and it smelled just like her. God he missed her. He had to see her. He had to find out what was going on. He sat down on the couch clutching the shirt letting her scent, that he loved so much, surround him.
Ashley got dressed and was standing in the driveway petting the dogs when Bret drove up and got out.
"I still can't get over those dogs liking you!"
"Where did you go?" She asked walking over to him.
"I went to check on the gate to see how they got in here and it was a good thing I did, the damn thing was wide open!"
"Damn the dogs could of gotten out!" Ashley replied looking at the dogs playing together. "What did John want?"
"He was looking for you."
"What did you tell him?" She asked very concerned.
"To get the fuck off my property? And the dogs showed up and Richie made him get in the car and they drove away."
"Damn I wish he hadn't come out here." She replied. Something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. "Oh my God you have horses too!"
"Yep we have six of them. Come on I'll show you."
They walked down to the horse stable and Bret walked over to his favorite horse. "His name is Champ."
"Oh my God! look at him!" She smiled. He's beautiful Bret."
"Thanks, he's my buddy. Aren't you Champ?" Bret rubbed his head.
Then he walked over to a brown horse. "Come here Ash this is Trigger."
"Aww hey there sweetie." She petted him and rubbed his neck. "I love horses!" She announced, walking over to greet another one.
"That's Apple Jack." Bret smiled.
"Aww he's so sweet." She smiled looking over to Bret.
He smiled back and thought how beautiful and happy she looked out here with all the horses. And how much they all seemed to like her too, just like the dogs. "Damn it, she's perfect why won't she give me another chance!" He thought to himself.
"Who named him?" She asked with a grin.
"You're looking at him." He pointed to himself.
"You're a big ole softy Bret Michaels."
"Well don't tell anybody." He chuckled.
"I guess I can keep your secret." She walked over to a black one. "What's his name?"
"That's Billy."
Aww I love him Bret, I'm just going to take him home with me. She kissed him on the nose.
"Are you about ready to go? I need to get to the club, but I have to stop by the store.
"Sure, I'm ready."
She went in and grabbed her purse and walked to Bret's car.
They got in and drove away. As they got into Sayreville, Bret pulled in at a small grocery store parking lot and they got out. They walked in and Bret grabbed a couple things he needed , as Ashley checked out this little store she hadn't been to before. Bret paid and out the door they went. As they were walking to the car Ashley got the hounding feeling somebody was watching her.
As she looked up around the parking lot she saw him. John standing there staring at them.
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