Killer Lovin

Episode 2

Rick fumbled his way downstairs soon greeted by a bunch of cameras. his eyes slowly moved to Chas, as he sat in a green bathrobe playing the guitar. a thoughtful look on his face as his hazel eyes stared into the woods outside. Rick moves quietly through the kitchen, careful not to disturb him. Chas turned to see Rick as he was grabbing a bowl of cereal.

"hey," Rick gave Chas a tired wave as he poured the cereal into a bowl.

"Hey, sorry to-" Chas stood up fumbling towards Rick.

"oh, no you aren't disturb- I was just- playing, things." He held up his guitar for emphsis. Rick looked at Chas curiously Jackson wandered into the room looks a lot cleaner than he was last night.

"It's 4:00 in the morning. I know why I'm up, what are you guys doing up?"

"Nightmare," Rick muttered

"insomnia" Chas added. Rick turned to Chas pointing at him.

"he was writing a thing." Chas shook his head embarrassed as he clutched the guitar. Jackson looked at the instrument excitedly.

"ohhhhh, a thing, what type of thing?" Chas shrugged his shoulders his eyes hesitating towards Rick.

"just a love song thing, it's really stupid. It's not done yet, you probably-"

"No I wanna hear it, I can jam with a love song," Jackson said excitedly Rick nodded in agreement, curious what type of song Chas makes. Chas shook his head as his face turned red.

"well, it's not really-" Brock poked his head downstairs peeking over at the group.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Chas wrote a love song," Jackson responded excitedly. Chas sigh realizing the request to hear the song was getting bigger. He held the guitar under his shoulder as he strummed the cords. a soft songbird-like voice leaving the tall man's mouth. Rick felt captivated as he listened to Chas' song and his intense focus on singing it right between quick glances towards the others in the group. The voice of a man who enjoyed what he did.

"I love the way you look at me, god it gives me shivers

by now my soul would be dead, you made me a liver

your grey-green eyes just like a lake wanna dive right in em

if you were satin, Jesus Crist by now I would be sinnin

I know it's not quite ment to be

but I feel it every time you look at me

I lose

just one look, I lose

my mind

I feel like I have to win I'm always so confused

but one glance is all it takes for me to want to lose

to lose

just lose

my mind" Jackson clapped shaking his head as he processed each lyric

"my guy, that was great! seriously, you've got serious talent right there." Chas smiled gladly taking the multitude of compliments Jackson threw at him as he looked at Rick.

"what did you think?" Chas asked almost with bated breath. Rick nodded

"it sounds great there's just one thing, Beverly doesn't have green eyes, her eyes are more of a, purpley bluish kinda color."

"oh, it's not about Beverly." Chas chuckled nervously looking at the ground. Brock leaned over the banister. A smug smile on his face.

"then who IS it about, someone else in your life?" Chas waved his hand desperately trying to shoo away Brock's question