Unexpected (Ace Frehley)

we shall see

I wake up next to Ace. Looking over at him. He looks so peacefull when he's sleeping. I'm gonna miss him, i swear. Five more hours before he has to leave. Nice. I snuggle closer to him seeing him smile in his sleep. God. I give him a soft kiss before heading out of bed. In the deep pit of my stomach i have a weird feeling about him leaving. Like somethings going to be wrong.

"I don't want you to leave". He smiles softly as my heart melts. "I don't want to either but you know. I have to. It's going to be fine. I'll call you okay?" I smile back at him wrapping my arms around his neck as he holds his hands around my waist, kissing him for the last time. It feels different when you know it's going to be the last one for a long time. "I love you, take care of yourself okay". "I love you too". He let's go of me as i wave him of at the airport. This is going to be a long five months.

We're at work handing beers at other people. "Heyy Alex". She looks at me.
"Oh no, what is it now?" I smirk at her. "You remember what i had promised you?" She looks at me confused as i drag her on the stage of the bar grabbing a mic. "Oh no. You little shit". She whisper shouts. "Come onnn, it aint that bad". She sighs, rolling her eyes. "Okay. Goodnight everybody, you doing good?" I look over at Alexa as her face turns pink and a little smile comes over her face. "I really want to wish our beautifull waitress, Alex, a happy birthday. So let's all sing for her". She laughs. "You fucker". Everybody starts singing happy birthday to her as she stand blushing next to me. "Thank you all. Free round of the house". "Yeaahhh". The people say. "Now Alex. I have a present for you after shift. We gotta hand out free beer now". She smiles. "Yeah fucker".

I walk home with her taking the present under my arm. "Something to drink?" "Yeah just something simple". She puts down the glasses and sits across from me. "Happy 19th birtday Alex". I hand her the present, already knowing she like it. She opens the box looking at the camera. "You did not". Her smile grew wide as she took it out. "But this thing is hella expensive". "Yeah i saved up a bit you know, just to keep you happy you know". I smile at the sight infront of me as she snappes a picture. "Alexxx". "Hey, just the first picture". She stands up giving me a hug. "Thank you so much". "Glad you like it".

I walk home into the appartment, looking at my schedule. Nooo way. I have a week of that i forgot about. I look over Ace's schedule now. Perfect. I have time to visit him in two weeks. That's easy time to buy a plane ticket.

I pack my bags, looking forward to seeing him again. I won't be staying more than three days tho cause he has to go to a different city then. He plays four days in detroit, so we'll have enough time between that. God i miss him. 

I head over to the airport with a weird feeling in my stomach. Ah, it's probaply nothing. As i make my way to the airport things seem to go smooth till now. I know what time he has his show and i'll be at his hotel about two hours later.

As i take my backpack and go over to a cab i give him the hotel name. The sun is about to set and it looks absolutely breathtaking. The clouds white with golden outlines, while it still softly rains. Something you don't see everyday.
I hand the cabdriver some cash and thank him. I head into the hotel, met with a woman a little older than me. "Hi, what can i do for you?" I return the friendly smile she gives me. "Hi, do you know wich room belongs to Paul Frehley? Or are you not aloud to tell me that?" She looks behind me at my backpack, giving me a worried look. Is there something wrong with it? "Yeah, it's room 365. Sorry". What can she be sorry for? "Thank you".

I head up to the third floor, scanning the room numbers. 360. 361. 362. 363. 364. 365. I place my hand on the door but stop when i hear moaning coming from the other side. My heart skips a beat when it becomes louder. Head lightweight as i feel tears coming to my eyes. Maybe i just have the wrong room number. The moaning doesn't stop as i hear her screaming his name. Oh. defenitly not the wrong room huh.
My sight becomes blurry as i grab the wall. No. Why? Tears flow down my cheecks as i still hear them going at it. Do i knock? Then i'll defenitly have no sleeping place tonight. Peter. I wipe my eyes as i head down to the main again. The lady gives me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry". I trie giving her a smile but fail. "Yeah, thanks. Does Peter Criss also stay here?" She already knows so why using his real name. "Room 364, if you need a room i can give you one". "Thank you. I'll see what happens". Heading up the stairs again. Hearing them again. That hurts. I knock at Peter's door hoping he opens. Not that i have a real friendship with him. But i have nowhere else to go and he's nice. I hear the door unlock and see Peter standing with a towel around his waist. He looks at me, face becoming white. "Uhm, Savanna what are you doing here?" Yeah, that's what i'm thinking too. "Do you mind if i come in?" A tear slowly falling down my cheeck again. He opens the door a little further. "Thank you". I sit down on the couch as he goes back inside the bathroom. My face in my hands. What the fuck do i do now. I trusted him. Could've known when you date a rockstar right? Peter comes back with now some pants on, a still bear torso. "I'm sorry Savanna". He sits down next to me giving me a side hug. "What do i do now". "I don't know. You can confront him". "Yeah, while he's going at it with some chick. I mean if you listen, you can litteraly hear them". "Than wait". An idea crosses my mind. "You know what i'm gonna do". I stand up pacing around the room. "I'm gonna get revenge". "I'm not going to fuck my bestfriend's girlfriend". He says holding up his hands. I let out a little laugh despite the betrayel i feel. "Not that much of revenge. I'll wait till the chick leaves his room. Pretend like i don't know. Wait till i find a time to confront him. I'll love to see his face when he knows he fucked up". He looks at me. "Dahm, he's my bestfriend you know". I roll my eyes at him. "He's my boyfriend but see what happened with that". A look of mixed feelings pass on Peters face. "Look you don't have to feel anything about it. Don't feel guilty or something". "Yeah. I wont cause he deserves it. Not saying i'm holy but yeah". "Thanks for letting me in by the way".

Finally i hear the door slam shut from Ace's appartment. "Thanks Peter". I head out onto the hallway dropping a hairclip. "Miss, you dropped something". The girl turns around. Dahm, she's pretty. "Oh that's not mine". "Oh sorry".
I walk to roomnumber 365 and knock on the door. Ace opens with a towel around his waist as his hair drips on the floor. Was it nice having shower sex, Ace? "Savanna". He gives me a hug. "Hey, can i stay?" I trie to sound normal while rage fills inside of me. "Yeah ofcourse, i'm happy to see you". Not happier than seeing someone orgasm apperently. I put my backpack infront of the bed. "Dahm Ace. Already used the bed". I turn to him, seeing his face become nervous. "I hope you slept well, i thought it was your first night here". He relaxes. Oh he thinks i don't know already. "Yeah, we have another show tomorrow and then one night off, so that's nice". I nod as he changes into his clothes. "I'm going to take a shower okay?" "Okay".

I lock the door and step into the shower silently crying. Why him. I really love him, why'd he had to do this. Probally isn't the first time either. I fucking trusted him and what does he do, fuck around with other girls. I mean Peter has a point. I can also go fuck someone else. But i'm not that cruel right? I slide down the wall resting my head back, not feeling the tears as the shower water falls onto my body. The scar on my waist wich made me famous, a part of my past he also carries. "Hey, Sav. You almost done? I'm going to bed". I swallow a bit of water, keeping my voice steady and normal. "Yeah i'll be right there". Stupid little shit. I wash my body and get out of the shower.

I lay awake next to Ace, who's peacefully sleeping, ofcourse. I feel a tear gliding down my cheeck and i quicky wipe it away. How the fuck did he dear to break my trust like that. I face my back to him and softly sob in the pillow, feeling myself drifting off to sleep, the only thing that can fix my problems. Simply by not being here. Fuck you Ace.