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leelee10898 · 5 years

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Fast cars & Freedom: Drunk last night (7/?)

Summary: The gang celebrates a very Belated birthday for Ellie. A little alcohol makes some secrets come out. And ellie drops a bomb on one of the guys.

Pairing: Ellie x Logan, Ellie x Colt

Rating: Mature

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Over the next couple weeks Ellie and Luca spent A lot of time with both colt and Logan together and separate. Each forming a Bond with her. She knew both men wanted to have some kind of role in her life, as dad or an uncle. They decided to schedule the Paternity test, all 3 ready to know. Luca had a month left before school started, Ellie was adamant about showing here around parts of California, places that meant something to her growing up there. Logan planned for them to a race, see the track and meet the drivers. Colt planned a barbecue at his house for them, and so that Luca could meet Toby and ximena. And all 4 of them were going to the san diego zoo.

It was a Wednesday night, Ellie and Riya had their reoccurring girls night with Luca, while Darius kept Marcus. They would have dinner, paint nails and once Luca went to bed talk about everything they couldn't in front of the kids. On this particular night Riya was acting odd, constantly looking out the windows checking her phone. Ellie started to have a panic attack, the feeling took her back to running from the brotherhood. The doorbell rang, making her damn near jump out of her skin.

She walked over to the door with a shaky hand she turned the knob to see a girl standing there. “Stacie? Oh my god, what are you doing here?” Ellie threw her arms around the girl “I just moved here about two weeks ago and Riya invited me over. Ellie eyed her best friend “What are you up to?” Riya shrugged “Oh nothing. Ok don't get mad.” Ellie threw her hands up in the air “Oh god, what did you do now?”

“Don't get mad at me,” Stacie interrupted “I was talking to Riya about your birthday, and how you haven't celebrated one in 6 years.”

Riya stepped in “So we want to go out and celebrate your birthday a few months late. This Friday night.” Ellie grinned “You guys really?” she hugged them both “But I can't. I have Luca.” Riya shook her head “Nope. Already taken care of. Your dad is keeping Luca. My parents are in, they are keeping Marcus for Dare and I.”

This would be the first birthday that she got to celebrate since she turned 18. Back when the path of her life took a sharp left. They spent the rest of their night chatting before the two women headed home.

That Friday night Ellie, Stacie, Riya and Marcus walked into the hopping club, they were lead back to a private area where Logan stood a broad smile on his face. “Happy birthday, Troublemaker.” He pulled her into a huge, placing a soft kiss on her cheek. “Logan, you know its not really my birthday.”

“I know. But, we're making up for lost time. Just go with it.”

“Logan, you already know Darius and riya,” they said their hellos. “This is my friend Stacie from Langston.” stacie reached her hand out, Logan shook it “So you must be the notorious Logan I've heard so much about.” Logan cocked his brow at Ellie. “Hopefully all good things.” he smirked.

Ellie watched the interaction between the two, a hint of jealousy twinged in her chest.

Her eyes locked with a set of Dark ones standing at the VIP entrance. “Colt?”

“Dont look so surprised, Riya invited us.” She gave him a confused look just as Ximena and Toby came in. “You guys all came?” She grinned, she was excited to hang out with them and then she spotted someone standing off to the side. “Mona? Is that mona?” Colt shook his head. “Oh my God what are you doing here?” she wrapped her in a hug. “Good to see you too.” she could see a small smile threaten to break through her tough girl demeanor.

They all sat around the huge plush couches, a waitress bringing their drinks over. She found out Mona had gotten out of jail after spending 2 years in there. She headed east, but couldn't find a crew to settle in with. She came back to California and Colt gave her a job. After a few drinks ellie was feeling pretty giggly. She never drank more then a ritual cup of wine or two after a long week, or a particularly rough day. Colt looked over at her as she downed another shot. “You should probably slow down, you're gonna end up getting sick.” she rolled her eyes. “I'm fine thanks.”

Riya and Darius were off on the dance floor, Toby and colt were talking by the bar.“Is that bothering you?” Mona motioned to where Logan was talking to stacie. “No. Yes. I don't know.” Ellie sighed. “Feels like the old day, huh X.” Mona let out a loud chuckle. “How so?” Ellie furrowed her brow. “Oh sweetie, you're staring at Logan while Colt cant take his eyes off of you.” Ximena placed a comforting hand on her. “Colts not starting. Hes talking to Toby.”

She motioned to the two seemingly deep in conversation. “He may be talking. but his focus is on you.”

Ellie flicked her eyes up momentarily, sure enough locking with his deep browns. She could feel the heat filling her cheeks. “I need another drink.” she motioned for the waitress.

After a few drinks she decided to walk up to the bar where Colt had seemingly taken up residency. “So what, you just gonna ignore me all night?” her words came out with much more attitude than anticipated. Colt arched his brow “I'm not ignoring you.” Ellie slid up next to him, her side pressed against his. She placed her hands on the bar as if she were holding herself up and cocked her head to the sidez a mischievous smirk spread across her face. “What are you up to?” Colt cocked his brow at her. “Noooothing.” She giggled as she bit her lower lip. “ What do you say we sneak off to the bathroom and, you know.” She gently rubbed his arm. “Ellie..”

“Is something wrong? You don't. You don't want me?” her bottom lip began to quiver. “God No. No. Its not that. Its,” He ran his hand down his face “Jesus I cant believe im about to say this but. Ellie you're pretty drunk. And as much as I would love nothing to make you moan my name. I don't want to do that in some nasty ass bar bathroom.” He squeezed her hand. She pulled away, angry. “Whatever Colt. You could have just told me you thought I was gross.” She sneered walking away, disappearing into the crowd.

She found a corner away from everyone, she watched the people dancing on the floor, lost in thought.

“Enjoying yourself?” the deep voice pulling her from her drunken zone out. “Logan, Hi. Soooo kind of you to come talk to me.” she rolled her eyes. “Ok? Hey how about a dance?” He held his hand out for her. She took it stumbling as she stepped forward, breaking out in a cackle. “you alright?”

“Yuuup. Lets do this.” she followed him to the dance floor, wrapping her arms around him grinding her body against his. “Do you miss this?” She purred in his ear. “I'll always miss you ellie. But you're here now.”

She caught glimpse of Colt standing on the balcony, she could see his white knuckle grip on the railing from across the room. A thrill Rising inside of her.

She was still mad at him for leaving her behind all those years ago. She understood Logan's reasoning but colt? He could have went with her or he could have taken her with him. They were married, you don't just leave your wife behind. And she was even more pissed he turned her down. In her drunken state she could really care less for being mature about it.

Colts gaze was setting her on fire, a smirk played on her lips. She turned around, her back side pressed against Logan's chest, she laid her head against it. Letting the rhythm of the music fuel her movements as Logans hands gripped her sides. “We shouldn't do this El. God you feel so good though.” Logan's voice hoarse in her ear. She continued to grind against him, she locked eyes on Colt who looked as if he was going to rip the railing right off.

She shrugged him off, she was a grown woman who made her own choices. She didnt have to answer to anyone, especially not Colt Kaneko. She turned to face Logan, now completely in the moment. His hands crept up and down her sides, sending a pleasant warmth throughout her. It had been far to long since she had felt the strong hands of a man. “Kiss me colt.” she breathed out just inches from Logans lips. “Colt?” He pulled back, just as Colt pulled at her wrist. “Thats enough Ellie.”

She looked between the two, her head spinning. Did she really just call Logan Colt?

“We need to talk Ellie, alone.” Logan stared at her “She's not going anywhere with you. I think its time to go Ellie.” Colt snapped. “You dont have a claim on her Kaneko, who the hell do you think you are?” Logan stood his full height against him, colt easily matching him. “See pretty boy thats where you're wrong,” Colts lips twisted in a devilish smirk. “I think its time my wife went home.” Logans eyes went wide. “You're fucking lying.” He turned to Ellie, desperately searching her eyes “Hes lying right? Tell me hes lying Ellie.” Colts wicked smirk grew wider “Go on Mrs Kaneko. Tell him.”

Ellie looked between the two, her stomach churning, panic set in. “I. I. I think im gonna..” she leaned down puking all over Colts feet.

Logan let out a wild laugh “Well, I'll let you handle that.” Colt rolled his eyes as he walked away. “Come on El. Let's get you home.” Ellie started to walk losing her balance, colt grabbed ahold of her steadying her. He picked her up bridal style walking towards the exit. “Whats going on?” ximena question, and then looked down noticing the puke all over his legs and shoes. “Can you take ellie to her house? I'll follow you.” Ximena nodded. Colt laid ellie down in the back seat of Ximenas suv. “where are we going?” She moaned, her stomach churing. “were taking you home.” Ellie tried to sit up, panic written all over her face. “NO. My dad will kill me.” colt shook his head and chuckled “You're 25 years old Ellie, pretty sure he wont.”

They pulled up to her house, colt grabbing her from the car carrying her to the door. He rang the doorbell, nervously awaiting her father to answer. He had never formally met him, and he wasn't sure just how he would act but he wouldn't worry about that now. His only concern was getting Ellie home safely and into her own bed.

A few minutes later her father answered the door. His eyes widened at the sight “What happened?” he moved aside letting colt in. “She drank to much. I just wanted to.make sure she got home safe.”

“Hiiii Daddy.” Ellie groaned softly.

Her dad pointed him to her room, Colt got her inside laying her on the bed where Ellie started pulling off her dress. “wheres your pajamas.” He asked heading towards her dresser. “Hey! You'll see my underwear.” Ellie giggled.

“I've seen your underwear before, and you're in them right now.” He snorted as he rifled through her drawers. He found a tshirt and pulled it over her head. “Now. get some sleep.” He turned to walk away, Ellie already sound asleep. He walked out into the living room where her father stood. “Well, shes alseep. Sorry for bringing her home in that condition, I tried to tell her to slow down but, you know how she gets when she sets her mind to something.” Ellies dad chuckled “Yeah. I do.” he looked down at Colts legs, seeing the colorful stain of Ellies vomit.

“She ah. Puked on me.” he gave a nervous chuckle. “I figured that. Why dont we get your shoes cleaned up. I got a pair of sweat you can change into. We can wash your clothes, but its probably best you stay over.” Colt tried to argue but his words fell short. Her dad came back and handed him a pair of sweats and pointed him towards the bathroom. He gave him a blanket and pillow and Colt laid down, his mind going a mile a minute.

Just 6 years ago her father was investigating his father and the crew, and now he was laying in his house while ellie and Luca slept upstairs.

He woke the next morning to the smell of fresh coffee filling the air. He sat up from the couch looking towards the kitchen. “Morning Colt. Come get some coffee.” Colt stood, wiping the sleep from his eyes, he grabbed a mug and poured a cup, sitting at the table with her dad. “Thanks Mr Martin.”

“You're welcome, but its Frank. Call me Frank.” Colt nodded, the sides of his lips slightly pulling up. “So Colt, Can I ask you. what are your intentions with my daughter and granddaughter if you are her father?” Frank cut right to the chase catching him off guard.

“Well Frank, I do not have a doubt in my mind that Luca is mine. And as far as Ellie,” He collected his thoughts “As far as Ellie,I still love her. And if she would have me, I would like nothing more then to spend the rest of my life taking care of them both.” Frank sipped his coffee, nodding his head. “You know, I believe you. But what makes you so sure that Luca is yours?” colt sat his coffee cup down “Call it intuition. I just have a feeling and usually my feelings are right.”

They were interrupted by the sounds off footsteps coming down the stairs. “Morning sunshine.” Frank smirked Ellie groaned as she mindlessly made her way to the coffe pot, pouring a cup of coffee. She sat down at the table her eyes instantly locking with Colts. “what are you doing here so early?”

“I'll give you two a minute.” Frank got up and went up to his room.

“Your dad let me stay over. I wanted to make sure you were ok.” He smirked. Ellies eyes snapped shut remembering the nights events. “Oh god. I puked on you.”

“You did. But your dad tossed my stuff in the wash. It's all good.”

“Colt. You told Logan. Why did you do that?”

“I can't stand how he walks around so smug all the time. Like he's better because he is a semi famous race car driver now.” He scoffed.

“Colt. He isn't better than you. You aren't better than him. You guys have got to stop this pissing contest, its been 6 years. Thats a long ass piss.” she giggled, causing colt to chuckle. “Yeah, maybe you're right.”

“We do need to talk about it though. I was under the impression that you got the annulment Colt. Why,” She took a deep breath “Why didnt you?”

“Because When I asked you to marry me, it wasnt because we were under the stress of the what ifs.”

“Colt..”

“Dont. I don't need to hear it.”

“We were just so young. And were practically strangers now, its just. I think its better if we.”

“If we what?” He cocked his brow

“I think it's best if we get a divorce.” the words came out so rushed she barely understood them herself. But the look of absolute hurt on his face told her that he understood every word.

“You never gave us a chance. And now you're back, with my daughter and you want a divorce? Ellie we could be a family. You won't even try?”

“Colt. im sorry. Im not saying that nothing could ever happen with us. But if it does, I want to start fresh.” She didn't try to correct him about being Ellie's father, he was hell bent on it and it would just add insult to injury.

Colt stood up Grabbing his eyes from the coffee table. “You night now believe it yet Ellie, but I'm going to prove to you that we belong together. Do what you gotta do." he walked to the door, pausing for a minute. "You know they say a drunk persons actions are a sober persons thoughts. And last night, told me alot.kore then you're letting on." He closed the door behind him. She heard his motorcycle start up and take off down the street.

She knew he was sort of right. She never did fully get over either of them. But she couldnt throw herself into a relationship with one of them, not right away. She had Luca to think about afterall.

She pulled out her phone finding Logans number. She sent him a text, telling him she was sorry. A few minutes later she received a text back saying “I need some time. I will call u when im ready to talk.”

She had only been back a short time, but oh what a tangled web she had weaved.

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artislifeevans · 5 years

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Para: “Step One: Get Help”

Tagging → Sam Evans and Trey mentioning of

charice.

Time Frame → August 24th around 12:30pm  

Location →coffee shop

General Notes → Trey ask Sam our for coffee, wanting to ask him for help.

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Trey: was not a nervous man by any means. Being a model meant that you had to be used to people critiquing your looks and telling you what you did wrong. He was used to people telling him he needed to change something or he wasn't good enough because he did it so much for work. But this wasn't work. This was his life. A life that he wanted nothing more than to start with Charice. They'd been dating for a little over a year now and to say that he couldn't stop smiling would be an understatement. How did he even describe how this woman made him feel? She was small and feisty and opinionated and gorgeous. But more than that she challenged him to be a better man. To look deep within him and use a strength he didn't know he had to fight for what he wanted. It was like breathing for her but for him it was a hard lesson he had to learn with her help of course. Besides that she had a kind heart. Not just with her children, who he had the chance to meet and eventually love too, but everyone Charice met. Sure, she had a bad side that if you crossed her, you had the misfortune of meeting but for the most part, she was so kind. And loving. And giving. Which was why he wanted to make her his wife. He'd had a whole plan. Something where he'd whisk her away for the weekend and lavish her with attention and things but she wasnt that type of woman. She could buy who own stuff. So he was going to give her something she couldn't give herself. He knew she was a workaholic so his plan was to take her and the kids away for the weekend. And with the kids help, he would propose. All of it was a solid plan but he knew he wouldn't get anywhere without the right person's help. And that was Sam. He knew Charice was strong and he didn't need to ask Sam for permission to propose but he also knew how much she respected Sam and how it would speak volumes if he didnt include him. If Trey was honest, it was weird how close they were and for a split second he wondered if there was more between them but it became very clear, very quickly that they were family for all intents and purposes. Which was why he'd invited Sam to a coffee shop to chat. Sam was happy when he got a call from Trey wanting to meet up for coffee. Most people would think he was weird for being friends with his ex sister in laws boyfriend. But it wasn’t weird for Sam, okay maybe at first it was weird. His loyalty was with his brother, and he really felt like they could work things out if they wanted. But he knew it wasn’t up to him and he needed to respect their decision, especially Charice. He knew that she wasn’t happy and that she just wanted to move on with her life. And honestly all Sam wanted was for her to be happy and he believed that she was once Trey stepped into her life. When Sam first met him, he was highly protective of Charice. But as they started dating and Sam got to know Trey he could see what a good guy he was, and how he was so good with his nephew and nieces. Once Sam dropped his protective habits and got to know Trey better. They became really good friends. Sam finally made his way to the coffee shop. He pulled the door open, smiling when he spotted Trey. “TREYYYYY!”He said loudly, knowing he was being embarrassing. Trey couldn't help but chuckle when Sam said his name loudly. "Homie, you gotta chill," he laughed, bumping his fist with Sam's. "You always so damn loud." He took his seat and pushed a cup of coffee towards Sam. "I already got your coffee. Black just like you like it." Sam chuckled loudly, ignoring the looks he was getting from older people. “What?!! I’m chilled! I’m chilled!” He laughed, returning the fist bump. “Hey! I’m not THAT loud!” He playfully rolled his eyes as he sat down. “Thank you! I haven’t had caffeine in four hours and I’m dying” he said eyeing his friend up, before speaking “So what’s up?”

Trey took a slow sip of his own drink and breathed out heavily. "Before I say anything I need you to know that I'm not doing this because I think Charice has to be asked for. I mean I know she's a grown ass woman who can take care of herself and she doesn't need me or you to be her guard or to make decisions for her but since I cant talk to Chris or Santana about this because frankly, they scare the shit out of me, you're my best bet..." Sam could tell by the way Trey was acting that he had something big to talk to him about. Especially from the way he was taking a deep breath. He shifted in his seat as he took a sip of his own coffee, quickly raising an eyebrow when Trey started to speak. He nodded his head in understanding as Trey continued, not blaming him at all for being scared to talk to Santana and Chris. If he was honest he knew out of everyone in their group those two were the worst at being overprotective when it came to Charice. He chuckled lightly “Listen I have been friends with them forever and they still scare me.. just don’t tell them that though” he smiled, quickly started to worry, “Is this thing bad??? Of course it is if you’re coming to me? I mean everyone comes to me when they want to break something to Charice! As if she won’t kill me and hide my body! If it’s a secret don’t tell me!” he rambled nervously. Trey inhaled once more before pulling the small ring box out of his pocket and sliding it over the table. "You sure you don't wanna know about the secret?" he shrugged. The barista who made their drinks walked by to clean a nearby table and smiled when she saw the ring on the table and Sam's shocked face. "Ohhh I love proposals. Did he say yes yet?" Trey looked up at her and shook his head. "I haven't asked yet so... if you could..." She nodded and zipped her lips. "Of course. How about a free muffin on us if he says yes or no..." Trey gave her a fake smile and turned back to Sam. "So..." Sam was about to say something else. Like how he want gonna help Trey break anything to Charice and that he was on his own. But before he could speak, he noticed Trey sliding a small ring box his way. He quickly realized what Trey was trying to do and it was obviously he was asking for his help. Sam couldn’t help but smile. He was happy that Trey wanted to propose to his sister and was going to give Trey his answer before the waiter came up to them. He looked at the girl confusingly, trying hard not to roll his eyes at her comments. He was about to tell the girl a thing or two, but decided against it. His eyes went back to the box, he was happy for Trey and he was sure what Charice answer would be. But some part of him thought about his brother. He knew Dylan had moved on, or at least that what he was trying to convince everyone including himself. But he knew his brother still loved Charice. But another part knew this wasn’t about Dylan and his feelings. It was about Charice and what he was sure that he wanted. Besides Trey was becoming like a best friend to him and he was he to not try to help. “Count me in!” He smiled.

Trey clapped his hands quickly at Sam's response and stood up to give him a hug. "Thanks man! I mean really! I was afraid you'd say no or tell me it was a bad idea or that... I don't know Dylan was still in love with her or something wild," he laughed, taking his seat once more. "I was just thinking the craziest things because I just wanna spend the rest of my life with her ya know? Have you ever just felt like there's this one person who you know makes you better but more than that, all you want is to be with them. It doesn't matter if it's in the middle of a storm or the worst party ever or when they're sick or you just wanna be in a room with them. You ever felt that for someone?" Sam chuckled as he got up to return Trey’s hug. “No problem man! I’m happy that I can help” he said honestly, sitting back in his chair. He shook his head when Trey mentioned his fears “Listen. This isn’t about my big brother.. this is about Charice.. I love her very much Trey.. I would do anything for her. And I know how much she loves you.. you make her happy and honestly that’s all I want for her. She’s been through so much hell.. it’s time for her to be happy” he smiled. He looked down at his hands instantly thinking about Mercedes at Treys question. Even though he has let Mercedes go and accepted the fact that he had lost her forever. It didn’t mean that he doesn't that about their past together and almost having a happily ever after with her. He nodded his head, clearing his throat, looking back up at his friend “Yeah.. I felt like that once upon of time.. it didn’t work in my favor.. but It makes me happy to see that it will for Charice and for you.” He smiled. Trey nodded and licked his lips. "Look man, I'm not a romantic or nothing but I fully believe that love like that doesn't just not work out. That shit has to come from some cosmic force or something. But thank you for your support and you know if she says yes you're gonna have a spot in the wedding right? You can be our flower boy," he joked. Sam wanted to believe that Trey was right, that maybe somehow or another, he could get it right with Mercedes again. But in his mind he knew that was going to happen. They both just needed to move one and stay good friends. He simply nodded his head, giving Trey a small smile “no problem man.. “ he chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes “Awwww can I even wear a cute little dress too?” He said in a girly tone. Trey chuckled. "Of course! But look, you gotta keep this on the DL okay? I don't know when or how I'm gonna do this but I've got this plan to take her away for a romantic weekend... But she can't know. Deal?" Sam shook his head, laughing as he took another sip of his coffee “I promise.. she won’t hear anything from me.. In fact let me know when you do so if she has the kids that weekend. I can take them off her hands.” He suggested. Trey smiled and took one last sip of his coffee. "Thanks man. I really appreciate it. But look I gotta head out, I've got this shoot I need to get to. Thanks again Sam."<p/>

#Para:Step One: Get Help

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