I'm in Love with Her! (Broken, But Still Good Book 1)

Part 05

4 weeks later

Stacey’s POV:

The dreams have gotten more frequent since I’ve been hanging around Darrin. Last night, we almost had sex in my dream. Why is this happening? I’m with Nick, but, he’s always talking shit on Darrin, and being mean to me, treating me like I’m his PROPERTY! I know Darrin is right, but what can I do?

It’s Friday night and I’m going to spend the night Darrin’s, she knows nothing about my dreams. I’m going to tell her tonight, but what of she doesn’t think of me like that? Is it possible to scare off a lesbian? Even if she’s my best friend she has to know, right? I finally got a new car, I miss Darrin’s bike though. The wind in my hair, seeing the sunlight reflects off her aviators in the morning. It feels like flying.

I drive to her house, I remember this place. I came here a week ago, Darrin needed help she had gotten some things for her house, and I was the only person she knew who would help. That and I decided to get a truck, so it worked out. Her mom’s room was closed off; I didn’t ask I already knew why, all the pictures were missing so I put two and two together. As I pull up I see Darrin working on a car, it’s an old Ford truck like from nineteen-seventy. I park and get out.

“Hey there grease monkey.”

“Hey!” She looks at me and smiles, she’s working by lantern light, “Can you do me a favor? I’m fixing this piece of shit for some guy down the way, can you get in and pump the gas? I need to see if it will run.”

“Sure, no problem.” Darrin got a freelance job fixing vehicles. She posted an ad in the news paper, on craigslist, and in stores. “Can Fix Cars Like No Other! Cheaper than Shops and Better than Shops.” When, she got her first customer three weeks ago, the guy was so impressed he spread the word. She hasn’t had anyone come back and complain or demand a refund. Since she started I can see her mood lifting.

When she told me about what had been happening over the years, she was afraid I wouldn’t talk to her. She told me she had gotten a job to save up, to emancipate herself and come home. She had gotten a few jobs in fast food joints, but it wasn’t enough. She read a lot of books on cars and would practice in the junk yard. But she didn’t know the junk yard was a hideout for drug dealers and gang members. They would watch her tear pieces from cars and fix them, in a week she fixed a completely stripped nineteen-fifty falcon. The guys approached her; they told her they were impressed. They offered her tons of money to fix their cars. She agreed, because she wanted to come home.

They guys took her in and made her feel like family. She had told them about her mom, and how she’s been from foster home to foster home. They men showed sympathy for her and welcomed her in as a member; she was excited she had a family again. She met a girl named Macy Dior; Macy used her for sex and made Darrin think she loved her. Darrin, was embarrassed and scared to say this, but she would always think of be and that made it bearable. One night when Darrin was sleeping Macy shot her up, she did so for a month until Darrin decided to do it herself. When Macy asked Darrin to do a job with her, she quickly agreed.

She ended up getting used as a distraction and did eighteen months in a juvenile detention and rehabilitation center. She got her first tattoo in there; it was the hourglass and chains; which symbolized being locked up and doing time. She began to sing again, and got a lot of watchers on YouTube. When she got emancipated, she came back.

“Okay, it sounds great! Ready to have a blast?”

“You bet your sweet ass I am!”

“You got the vodka?”

“You got the black and white movies?”

“Of course.”

“There’s your answer!