Friday, July 7
A loud pounding at the door awoke Chase as he sat up in the bed, looking around confused.
He glances at his phone, seeing as it was 11am. So he had slept in – big deal. He was awake earlier that morning, set to get ready for practice, when he heard it was put off due to rain. It was that moment he climbed back in bed, knowing the sleep would do him well.
He could tell it was still pouring rain outside through the window, so it couldn’t be time for practice yet. Besides, Alan would’ve called or texted before deciding to pound the door down.
He wondered whether he had missed an appearance or something, but there was no notifications from Morgan either.
The pounding then goes off again as he lets out a sigh, throwing the blanket off the bed.
“What the hell is that?” He hears Sarina as she watches the blanket fly off the bed, sitting up.
“Someone is going to beat my door down if I don’t go answer it,” he tells her as she looks over confused.
“Wait. Let me come with you…” She then emerges from the bed, chasing after him. Neither one could blame the other for wanting some security together, based on everything that happened.
“I know you’re in there!” They hear screamed, and Chase knew it wasn’t a welcoming sight. He also didn’t recognize the voice, hearing all kinds of alarms in his head.
“Call this number, and report this…” Sarina then hands over a card and her phone, having seen Chase’s phone still sitting on his night table. He could only glance at her confused, though began to dial the number. “Track security. Someone was put on the banne-”
“Bethany?” She shakes her head yes as he lets out a sigh. He hits call on the phone, leaning against the counter. He thought they were done with family drama having seen her brother arrested, but that would’ve been too easy.
“Open up, bitch!” Bethany yells once again as Chase rolls his eyes.
“Can you at least open it till they get here?” He questions. “I know you don’t want her, but we don’t need to attract attention either.” Sarina lets out a sigh, but knew that he was right as enough was already circulating through the garage.
Sarina then opens the door in one quick swing, coming face-to-face with Bethany before saying, “It’s nice to see you, too. How can I help you?”
“How could you dare leave your brother locked up in a jail cell down in Florida for no God damn reason?” Bethany questions as Chase walks back through the motorcoach, talking on the phone with the person who answered. He didn’t go far, though – far enough that he could clearly talk and hear what they wanted, but enough to watch the pair of girls at the door.
“I left him there for good reason,” Sarina answers. “He poisoned people, Bethany. He poisoned a crew member off of my team, off of Chase’s team, Ryan, and Chase. Do you not recall all that?”
“You do realize that he has some mental issues and sometimes decisions get clou-”
“Tests have found nothing. It’s just been his cover-up through the years. Open up your eyes, please! It took me awhile to see it, but I do now. You need to believe me….” Bethany rolls her eyes.
“I can’t believe you. I thought you were some great person. But no, you’re a royal trashy bitch. You’re so ashamed of your past that you just leave your brother locked up. You’d think a sister that cares about her brother would stay down there to help him. You’d think she would help him through the process, try and find the help that he needs. Instead, you just leave him like he means nothing and he has to call me to get him help.” Sarina figured that Bethany would be the first call.
“And just like me, you’re going to see it – unfortunately. It’s the worst feeling and I get not wanting to believe it. But it is what it is. He isn’t whom he seems, Bethany.” Bethany just shakes her head in disgust.
“Fine, he isn’t what he seems. So why couldn’t you dare bother to answer my phone calls or texts? You could’ve told me this over the phone. Instead, I have to pull up a damn bloody freaking calendar and find out whatever state you’re in racing and get a flight there. Instead, I have to sneak into the track because I’ve been banned for whatever reason. Did you think of courtesy?” Sarina crosses her arms.
“You should’ve thought of that before you came back into my life, and tried to force me to do things that I didn’t want to do. Did you think of that? You get treated how you treat me.” Bethany just laughs.
“I just invited you to a family reunion, and encouraged you to go to see everyon-”
“And I told you that I didn’t want to go back down that road, ever again. I got out of that and I don’t want to go back there. Drugs, fighting, living life on the run – I’m done with it. I’ve found my common ground, a happy place, and I’m not leaving it.” Bethany just glances around, shaking her head.
“Of course you have, Sarina. Nobody knows about what happened. Everything is just left in the past and forgotten. You’ve got your perfect princess life with a story thought of to match whatever you dream. News flash – you can change your name, but you can’t change who you are. Your background is still what it was, Chelsy Dryer. It’d be funny if everybody found out about it.” Sarina could only smile as she glances over at Chase.
“Go ahead and talk. I dare you. Ask Chase. He knows my entire story because I told him everything. Do you see him running? No, because he understands that it wasn’t my fault for what situation I was put in and the fact that it isn’t who I am. He understands the reason I changed my name – to leave it behind, and sees who I have grown into. Go ahead and tell my background to Kyle, whoever you want. All those who truly care about me and know me best know the story. You can’t hurt me with that threat, Bethany.” Bethany could only smirk in response.
“Don’t put it past me to do something…” She then watches a pair of security guards come up behind her, flanking each side of her.
“Is this the intruder?” The one guard asks and Sarina nods. “Would you just like her arrested?”
“Absolutely with pleasure,” Sarina answers as Chase walks over, placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Come with us, ma’am.” The guards then escort her away as Sarina closes the door with a smile.
“Don’t worry one bit about her threat,” Chase comments as he wraps his arms around Sarina. She leans back in his arms, letting out a sigh.
“I never do,” she replies. “That’s how she works. She’s more talk than anything. She’s always held Chris to some high standard because I figure that’s where she got all her goodies from before.” Chase then looks over at her surprised as Sarina smiles. “But hey, it is what it is. No sweat off of my back.”
“You have nothing to be ashamed of for ignoring her phone calls, or anything. You have nothing to be ashamed of with your brother. You’re amazing no matter what she says. I’ve told you this before but I admire you.” He then turns her around so they’re facing each other. “I admire you for going through everything, and coming out strong. I admire your strength, how you keep pushing. I love every bit of you.” She smiles as she leans in and kisses his lips.
“That means more to me than you could know to hear you say that right now.” He brushes a piece of stray hair out of her eyes.
“Anytime you need to hear that, just let me know and I can tell you that and more. When you’re ready to talk about everything because I know you have feelings underneath all that strength, I’m here to listen to you.” He then places his hand firmly on hers. “Just promise me not to run this time….”
“Chase, I could never do that to you. You’re the one person that I could never turn my back on forever and feel good about it. You’ve done more for me than you know by being you. I didn’t know how to trust – you brought that out of me. I didn’t know how to love, and here we are. I’d never do that to you, okay?” He nods his head as he pulls her close in his arms.
Chase climbs out of the car, letting out a sigh. Glancing at the board, he couldn’t complain too much with qualifying 12th after how practice had gone earlier that day. However, it also hurt to miss the top-10 just by a little bit.
“You’re going to do amazing tomorrow night,” he hears behind him and smiles, recognizing the voice immediately as he glances back at her. “Trust me.”
“Always,” he answers as he spins around to face her, kissing her lips.