Just Greasers

Chapter Ten

I got my answer the next morning when I was changing a diaper. I picked it up and groaned before hanging up. Lola got arrested. I had Terry watch the babies while I drive down to the station. I found out that they had busted her an hour ago trying to get into a closed store. But we're was she the other nights? I grilled her in the car. "Where were you?" I asked. "I'm not telling you." She said. "You missed my concert and I haven't seen you in two days." I sighed. "It's not like we have kids or anything." I groaned. "Why does it matter?" She asked. "Because you can't say I'll be there and then not show up for two days." I hissed. "Maybe I'm tired of you and the kids." She said. "Boo fucking hoo, does the spoiled princess wanna get a new boyfriend and family?" I asked. "Maybe I do." She snapped. "Then you can get outta this damn car." I yelled. "Fine! That's why I was with a guy last night." She said. My heart shattered and my hands gripped the wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. I looked at her and got out of the car. "I'm so done." I said. "G— "Just shut up. Your kids are not even a week old and this is what you're doing." I started. "Let— "I said shut up. I thought your mouth would be filled with too much cock for you to answer." I snapped. Her shoulder slumped and her eyes watered. "I was tricking you." She said. "Bullshit. If that's true then I blowed Jesus." I screamed. I saw a mom cover her kid's ears. "I just wanted to make you mad." She said. "Liar." I said. "Why don't you believe me?" She bawled. She cannot be serious. "Suck it up snowflake. If that was the case then you should've told me where you were." I was so mad. By now she was hugging me and crying. "I have nowhere to go!" She begged. "There's always a spot open at the homeless shelter." I said and got back in the car. She got in before I could lock the doors and covered her face with her hands. "You know I love you." She moped. I sighed. "Swear on the lives of Donny and Brooklyn." I said. "Huh?" She looked at me and I explained. "Swear on their lives if you tell a lie they die." I groaned. "I swear to god and on the lives of those two kids that I was tricking you." She raised her right hand over her heart. "Oh." Was all I said. "Are you mad at me?" She asked. I didn't answer. When we got home I saw the gang on the couch. Lola ran upstairs and I immediately dove on Alex. "What's up doofus?" I asked. "Nothing much just banging Lola while you're in the hospital." He joked. I put him in a choke hold and he called uncle. "Now that you have a record you're too famous for old Alex?" He asked. "I've barely been home." I said. "Hospital or jail." He shrugged. Jackson held me down while everyone gave their best punches at my shoulders. I heard a banging coming from upstairs. I walked and saw the overturned crib and messed up bed. I saw no one in the room and shuddered. Then very faintly I heard Lola singing a lullaby. I walked in and she screamed at me. "Get out!" She screeched. "No this is my room." I protested. "I said get out! Now you wanna talk to me Huh?" She yelled. I slammed the door hard and kicked it a whole bunch of times. I heard a glass shatter and started banging on the door so hard I heard my pinkie finger break. Then I heard the sound of wood hitting the wall. My guitar? My guitar! I kicked and banged a whole mess load of times. Still it didn't budge. "You crazy bitch don't touch my guitar." I yelled back. By now everyone was looking. I picked up the stool and threw it against the door. I stormed down the steps and just went outside to climb up the trellis. I opened the window and saw the babies on the floor the room a mess and bed swinging my guitar against the crib. She saw me trying to get in and charged me. What possessed this lady! She smacked me in the face and it was lights out for me.

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I woke up on the dirt angry as hell. Never mind the concussion I walked back through the door and grabbed an axe. I tore through the door and unlocked it. When I opened it she backed away terrified. "I oughta knock the shit outta you." I swore. She dropped the axe and sat in a fetal position. "You're not a 5 year old throwing a temper tantrum because daddy couldn't buy his spoilt princess a fucking Barbie. That shit don't fly here and it sure as hell don't fly with me." I growled. I walked out and slammed the door. "What's wrong?" Alex asked with a mouthful of cake. ""Nothing." I shrugged. I head the babies shrieking and I got back up. I kicked open the door and picked the baby up. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. "Whatever." I groaned. After feeding them and changing their diapers I took them downstairs. Alex led me outside where we went for a walk. "Hey Pep, how's the girl and kids?" He asked. "Terrible." I sighed. "What do you say we go out and chase some tail." He said. I grinned and we drove off to the drive in. I went to the bathroom and greased up my hair real nice and went to the snack bar. Two girls were ordering and I was behind them. "What you guys getting?" I asked. They looked at me and answered "Popcorn." I nodded and held up a dollar. "I can buy us all some." I offered. "Sure thing." The blonde one said. "Okay." The brown haired one said. I coulda sworn the blonde was eyeing me. I bought all of our popcorns and walked back to our car I was watching the movie when a face appeared in my window. "Can we hangout on your car?" The blonde from before asked. I looked at Alex who had his hand in the popcorn asleep. I slapped him and he gasped before waking up. "You can size in the roof." I suggested. "I prefer right here." She sat on my lap and