From All Ends

The next morning I woke up to a text from Matt reminding me off our promise. I was still confused about the kiss, hoping we were on the same page. I hadn’t agreed to anything and wasn’t planning on it anytime soon but I didn’t have time to dwell on it. I had to go meet my crew and get things organized for the tour I was to leave on in a month. With the dates finalized we headed out to do some equipment and sound checks-the first of many because we always need to replace something. It had been about three weeks since Matt left and I was running out to grab food for everyone when my phone rang. “What’s good?” “Hey baby sis, how’s things going?” “What do you know Trace?” “I know that you’ve come face to face with Brian a couple of times but have said nothing, you met a boy, you leave for tour soon, and after the tour you’re moving out.” “Ya Trace everything is right except this moving out thing. What are you talking about?” “Ma said that you and Luka got in a fight and you’re moving out after tour so ya’ll don’t kill nobody.” “News to me, tell Ma to call me.” “Why don’t you just call her?” “Because I know that if you’re not on your way to mom’s house now you will be soon.” “Eh, bye bitch.” “Bye asstwat.” I started thinking about what my brother Trace said, Luka hasn’t said anything about moving out after the tour to me so I guess I better get packing and start looking now. Rather be out before tour than deal with it after. My phone started ringing and I saw that it was my mom so I answered, “Hey mom what’s this about me moving out?” “Luka said you were honey. Ya’ll been fighting a lot and both are tired of it so he said that you were moving out because it’s his house.” “Can you get on a flight and help me look for a house or something? I’m getting out now if he’s going to be like this.” “Honey, why don’t you just talk to him?” “No Ma, not happening. I’m just going to go.” “Alright hon, let me know what I can do to help.” With that I hung up the phone and saw a text from Matt asking what I was doing so I immediately texted him back. “Just found out I’m moving out.” “I’m calling you.” He texted back. I answered when the phone rang, “You’re moving out? A month before tour?” “Yep. Luka apparently told everyone that we aint getting along and that I was moving out since he bought the house.” “So then where are you moving too?” “I don’t know but not close to him.” “I’ve heard Huntington is nice.” “Have you now?” “Yep!” “Anyways what are you doing?” “Well I just looked at your posted dates and saw we will overlap a few times. What do you say to meeting up?” “I’d love to if you agree to hang up now so I can start looking at houses.” “Damn, I just wanted to talk.” “I know Matt, I’m just irritated. Seriously though let’s talk later?” “Alright fine, I need to go to sound check anyways.” With that I hung up and quickly found a realtor that agreed to meet me tomorrow after she pulled listings that included what I was looking for.
The next day I meet with the realtor and the fourth house we saw was the one I fell in love with so I quickly made an offer. The house was in an upscale neighborhood a few miles outside of Huntington, 6 bedrooms, 4 and half bath, four car garage with pool and hot tub in the backyard. Had a nice big kitchen, a formal sitting room and living room, and enough room to make a recording room in the basement if I wanted too later and don’t forget the gorgeous view of the ocean I had from the master room and kitchen. I drove home and called Matt, “Hello?” “Hey Mattie how are you?” “Are you really calling me right now?” “Um, yes?” “Well, this is different, what’s up?” “I just bought a house!” “Really? Where at?” “Umm outside of Huntington somewhere, like north by the beach.” “Road?” “Yes, it is on a road.” “No, what road?” “A named one?” “You don’t know do you?” “Have no idea, but I know how to get to it!” “When do you sign?” “Hope to know for sure tomorrow if I got it, then I’ll just get a POA for my mom to sign for me and move my crap. There was an older guy next door that seemed friendly though.” “Well that’s good. I’m happy for you.” “Where are you now?” “Heading home, we have a week break and my sister is home.” “Really?” “Ya, can’t wait to see you.” “Bad timing though, unless you get here tomorrow, we won’t see each other. I leave the day after tomorrow.” “Good thing my plane just landed. I’ll see you tomorrow.” And he hung up. When I got back the house Luka wasn’t there so I called my mom and told her what was going on; she was happy for me but at the same time she wished I would try to work things out with Luka.
The next day the realtor called me and told me that my offer was accepted and we would close in two weeks. She explained that I needed to get the POA to her before I left so my mom could sign and get the keys. I left to go get boxes to make the move a bit easier on my mom and when I got back an unfamiliar car was parked on the curb. I didn’t think too much of it until the driver got out and I recognized it as Matt. I opened up the door and threw the boxes in the house and turned around to greet him with a hug. “How are you?” He asked. “Good. How was the last three weeks?” “Long, glad I get to see you before you leave.” “Why is that?” “I like you.” “Matt…” “No Braeleigh, you don’t get to shut me down. You need to give us a try; I’ll be 100% committed to you if you let me.” “Matt, I don’t know, you know how hard it is being away from family while touring, wouldn’t it be harder if we were both off and on touring. Never knowing whose coming and whose going?” “You don’t know if you don’t try; with our careers it won’t matter, we can always make better attempts to be with each other, traveling, but seeing the world together? Why won’t you give it a chance?” “Mattie, it’s just I don’t want to get hurt.” “Whoever said anything about getting hurt?” “The six brothers and countless male friends you’d have to go through if you did.” “Wait, six brothers?” “Technically one, but I was adopted so yes, six.” “Not a problem, I won’t worry about that. So, Braeleigh Bircher, will you please give me a chance and go out with me?” “Fine, I’ll give you a chance.” “That’s all I’m asking for right now.” The rest of the day Matt and I sat around and talked and also packed boxes of the clothes I wasn’t taking on tour with me until Matt had to leave. “I’ll see you in a few weeks, I think we cross in Memphis.” “Okay, I’ll see you then.” “I’m sorry I have to leave I wish I could stay.” “It’s part of the job Matt, I understand.” “I’ll talk to you later.” I gave him a hug and he gave me a brief kiss on the lips before saying bye and walking to his car. Just as he pulled away Luka pulled in the drive; I slammed the door in his face and went to my room. Of course he followed. “What you didn’t get screwed?” “Fuck off Luka.” “What was he doing here? I thought you didn’t like him and I thought he was on tour?” “Leave me alone. It’s not like you actually care.” “I know you’re leaving on tour but do you really need to pack this much?” “I’m moving out, mom will sign my paperwork in three weeks and she’ll move my stuff.” “Why?” “Didn’t you tell everyone I was moving out because all we do is fight?” “Well ya, but I didn’t mean it.” “Too late, now if you don’t mind I need to finish up.”

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