�Writing in my journal,� Kaylee responded, not looking away from the computer screen.
�Are you okay?�
�I�m fine.�
�Kaylee, I�ve known you since you were three. I know when you�re lying.�
She sighed and stopped typing. �Have I told you how much all of this sucks?�
�No. But you don�t need to. I can tell by the way you�re acting.�
�Where are Thrash and Hammer?�
�Back at the hotel. I wanted to come talk to you with out them.�
Kaylee stood and walked over to the bed. She sat down next to him and rested her head on his shoulder. �I just wanna go home. Nothing ever goes wrong in my life at Daddy�s. Just at mom�s.�
�You wouldn�t have met Benji.�
�And that�s bad because?�
Anthony chuckled. �I get your point. But I don�t think either one of them will be a problem anymore.�
Kaylee sat up strait and glared at him. �What�d you do?�
�Damn it,� he groaned.
�Anthony, I swear if you don�t tell me.�
�We went by Barefoot Studios yesterday to�introduce ourselves.�
�Shit, Anthony! Do you know how much that didn�t help the situation?�
�But you were pissed at both of them last night!�
�Oh my God, since when do the three of you take me seriously?�
�When you�re heart broken. That�s the worst we�ve ever seen you, Lee. We couldn�t just let it slid under the radar.�
Kaylee pulled on a pair of Vans and grabbed her keys.
�Where are you going?�
�Barefoot. To try and fit what the three of you fucked up.�
~*~*~*~*~
Kaylee stopped the truck quickly in front of Barefoot Studios and got out. She jogged to the side door and flung it open.
She walked past a few doors before opening one on the left.
The members of Good Charlotte were all gathered around a table, starring at a piece of paper.
Eric Valentine looked up at Kaylee and smiled. �Good afternoon, Kaylee. What can I do for you?�
�Actually I need to talk to Benji and Joel.� The voice didn�t sound like her own.
�What you couldn�t just send your goons with the message?� Benji sneered.
Kaylee sighed. �I didn�t send them. I didn�t even know they were coming here. I just found out they did ten minutes ago, and came over here to apologize.�
�That�s nice, but we�re busy.� Benji turned his attention back to the sheet of paper.
She stood there a second before turned and leaving, trying hard not to cry.
Kaylee barely made it to her truck before she broke down in tears.
Without thinking she pulled out her phone and started dialing. �Hi Daddy, it�s Kaylee. Um, you�re probably at work�so I�ll just get to the point of this message. I want to come home. Now.� Kaylee hung up and dropped the phone on the seat beside her.
~*~*~*~*~
The heavy bass of Kaylee�s stereo blared 50 Cent. The only time she ever really listened to rap was when she was mad, it always seemed to fit no matter what was wrong.
Kaylee was throwing clothes into her bag, not even bothering to fold them.
Jamie stood in the doorway watching her, clueless about what to do. �Can I borrow your truck for about an hour?�
Kaylee nodded and tossed her the keys.
Jamie walked down the hall to Jessica�s room and stuck her head inside. �Come on.�
�Where are we going?� Jessica asked, looking up from the magazine she was reading.
�Barefoot.�
Jessica didn�t need an explanation, and slipped on a pair of sandals. �Let�s go.�
A few minutes later Jamie stopped the truck in front of Barefoot Studios.
�I didn�t think you�d remember how to get here.� Jessica slid out of the truck and on to the hot pavement.
�I didn�t either.� Jamie opened the door and let her sister inside the building. �But we made it here.�
Jessica shrugged as she opened the door to the studio GC was using.
Once again the members of GC and Eric were crowded around the table, looking at and discussing something.
�The younger Russell twins! Sorry, but I can�t remember your names.� Eric smiled at the two.
�It�s really not that important. I�m sorry if I sound like a bitch but we need to talk to Benji and Joel. Now.� Jamie stood with her hands on her hips.
�We�re a little busy, Jamie.� Joel forced a smile.
�Do I look like a care?�
Joel was taken aback. �Excuse me?�
�I don�t know how much clearer I can get. You and your brother, parking lot, now. Easy enough for you?�
�Jamie, we�re busy,� Benji said a little forcibly.
�Don�t make me grab you by the balls and drag your punk rocker ass out there. I�m pissed and I don�t take shit from anybody. Now.�
�Just go out there to see what they have to say,� Billy said before Benji could respond.
Benji growled and stood. He, followed by Joel, walked behind Jamie and Jessica out to the parking lot.
Jamie leaned against the truck, her arms crossed over her chest, looking expectantly at Benji and Joel.
�You�re the one who insisted we come out here.� Benji was in a bad mood.
�What the fuck did you say to her?� Jamie demanded.
�What the hell are you talking about?�
�As we speak Kaylee is at home, packing for Texas. What the hell did the two of you say to her to make her want to go home?�
�We didn�t say anything to her,� Joel answered.
�Maybe that�s the problem!� Jessica exploded. �We know she came here and we know Anthony, Thrash, and Hammer came here last night. We know what happened with them, but Kaylee�s not talking. So one of you better start.�
�We�re recording an album, girls, or hadn�t you noticed? We don�t have time for this, or Kaylee.� Benji wasn�t even trying to sound pleasant anymore.
Jessica stepped forward and kicked him in the balls as hard as she could.
Jamie bit back a smile as she took her sister�s arm and pulled her back.
�What the fuck was that for?� Joel yelled.
�Bull shit,� Jessica spat. �You both were all about Kaylee, but now you don�t have time to hear her side of it? Bull fucking shit.�
�Come on, Jess. Let�s go help Kaylee pack.� Jamie opened the driver�s side door and got in the truck.