Unexpected (Ace Frehley)

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It finally feels like we have our sort of normal life with eachother. Only one problem.. Ace is going on tour again soon. I don't want him to, i'm gonna mis him but also because i still don't trust him again. Even tho i forgave him, it still hurts, but you can't turn back time.

I put some comfortable clothes on and head downstairs, Ace watching a movie and i sit down next to him, laying my head down on his lap. "What going on". Ace says as he runs a hand thro my wet hair. "I don't want you to leave". A smile forms on his face, "aww, are you going to admit you'll miss me?" I playfully roll my eyes at him. "Frehley". He gives me a kiss, "what is it then?" "I'll admit, i will miss you". A frown forms on his face as he lets out a sigh. "That's not all, you don't trust me anymore, do you?" "I do, just not enough tho. I'm sorry. I want to, but i can't, i can't force myself into trusting you again". "Sav, i understand, i fucked up last time. I don't want it to happen again. Just know that what i did with the other women, it was just sex i didn't do anything else with them, but i love you and that's different". "Yeah, but we still have a month before we both part ways again". He gives me a small smile and continues watching the movie. I just hope it goes right this time.

The weeks pass quickly and both Ace and i aren't home. I haven't seem him in three weeks because of the tour, but i plan on visiting him in the next couple of weeks. I'll have to wait just a little longer for that.

I'm on my way from the airport, driving to his hotel, the only thing i want is to see him sleeping. So i just know it's all okay. He doesn't know that i'll be visiting but i defenitly have a bad feeling about this.

"Hey, what can i do for you?" An older woman asks. "Hi, do you by any chance have to room number of Paul Frehley?" I shoot her a polite smile, in hope she can give me it. "Oh yes, room number 285". "Thank you". I head for the elevator, as my hands begin to shake. The elevator doors open and i'm met with a sight of doors. I scan down the hall for the right number. 285. I patiently wait for any noice, luckily there aint, i knock on the door. Faint noices of bottles come out of the room, he opens the door, looking completely high out his mind. "Savanna?" A smell of weed comes out of the room, smelling familiar. "Jesus Ace, what have you been doing". "Nothing". I narrow my eyes at him, i know he's lying, but i don't want to be mad at him, not right now. "Okay". He embraces me in a hug and gives me a kiss on my forehead. "I'm glad your here". The alcohol laced on his breath. "Me too".
He opens the door a little further and let's me in. "You can do whatever you want, i'm taking a shower". I nod at him, as he walks into the bathroom, i open up a window, trying to get rid of the smell of weed. I just hope he knows what he's doing.
I change in some more comfortable clothes and lay down on the bed. The door to the bathroom opens and he walks out. "Oh, don't you want to go out?" I shrug, "hm, not really but you can go if you want". "Okay". He gives me quick kiss on my cheeck. "I'll be back in a couple of hours". He shoots me a smile, as he heads out of the door, but i know something isn't right. It feels distance and not meant. Whatever, i'll just go to sleep, i'll see him tomorrow.

The sunlight shines thro the blinds, into my eyes. "Goodmorning, love". Ace says as he wraps his arms around me. He never calls me that, but i can't complain. "I like that". "You do?" He says while placing a kiss on my neck. "I missed this, i missed you Ace". A smile spreads across his face, "i love you Sav". "I love you too". I rest my head on his chest. "Do you want to eat breakfast somewhere?" "Ofcourse". I pull myself out of bed, taking my clothes out of my bag. "I'm gonna take a shower, i'll be done in fifteen minuten or so".
He gives me a nod and i can't deny that i really think of marrying this man sometime. How things change, weird is it.

We head down the street, his hand in mine, we mostly don't really do that, so it's different. I scan along the streets for somewhere that looks good, not fancy, but good. We're both not really into that fancy stuff, It's boring.

"Hey, this looks nice". Ace says, while dragging me into the building. "Haha okay, if you insist". We sit down at a table, something catches my eyes. A picture of a family on the wall, i miss mine. I still call them, but i haven't seen them in five months. "What can i get for you today?" The waitress asks, while shooting a smile in my direction.

We pay for the breakfast and head farther into the city, coming across one pericular store i remember from last time. I turn to look at Ace, who has a hungry expression on his face. "What's wrong?" He snaps out of it at my words. "Oh eh, nothing". Oh, i know it's something, defenitly. "Are you sure, you can tell me, you know". "Oh no i'm fine". "Okay". I know it wont help to go any further in on this, it'll just lead nowhere, he's not going to tell me, not now.

We now head down to the concert, well getting ready for the show. Everything seems to go fine, but i can't ignore the feeling in my stomach. It was right last time and i know something will happen it's only a matter of time before i know what.

I look at him while he focusses on putting his make-up on. His face is literally perfect. I don't use the word perfect often, but in my upinion he is perfect. Everything, his eyes, his nose, his lips, his cheecks, how his smile looks and how his eyes cringle when he smiles. "What are you looking at?" He snaps me out of my thoughts. "Huh what". A smile forms on his face as he lightly shakes his head. "Why are you looking at me like that?" "Oh well, you're just, perfect". A blush spreads on his cheeck, making them tint pink. "Guys you're on in twenty minutes". "Oh okay".

He applies the last bit of black lipstick, rushing to the stage. "Goodluck, spaceman". He turns to me, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. "Thank you".