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Love and Rock N Roll – (Chapter: Chapter Forty Two)
Ashley’s jaw dropped comically. “What,” she blurted.
“According to this magazine,” Kyla explained holding up a gossip rag. “You’re having a torrid love affair with K-Stew. They say you’ve got it bad for baby Shane.”
“Is that the latest rumor,” Ashley laughed out.
“You’re going to have some angry Team Edward fans sending you some mean emails,” the short brunette chuckled. “Some of those Twi-hards are dangerous.”
“I’ll alert Danny and Aiden,” the rocker jeered. “How are you feeling Ky,” she questioned as all traces of humor fled from her face.
Kyla bit her lip in mock consideration. “Like I was in an almost fatal car accident,” she joked lightheartedly. Ashley’s response was a tightened jaw and a blank face. The short brunette continued. “The good thing about being in a coma is all the bruises and cuts I acquired have almost completely healed so, I didn’t have to go through all the pain that comes post-op.”
Ashley nodded considerably. “You know, I was really worried about you,” she replied as she looked down at the cheap uncomfortable hospital sheets.
“I’ve heard,” Kyla sighed.
The rocker let out a shaky breath. “I almost lost you,” she whispered.
“But you didn’t lose me,” the short brunette replied reaching for her sister’s hand. “You didn’t and I don’t want you to act like you have.” She elaborated squeezing Ashley’s hand gently with each word.
“I know,” the rocker sniffled. She kissed the back of Kyla’s hand. “I love you baby sis. I don’t think I say that enough to you.”
“I love you too mush ball,” the short brunette replied opening her arms.
Ashley gave her sister a loving hug. “I’m not a mush ball,” she disagreed pulling back as she took a seat on the bed. “I just care about you loser.”
“I’m grateful,” Kyla responded. “So, how goes the tour?”
“Good, although I think I’m going to be getting a lot of backlash from the fans for this stop and go act I’ve been doing but …” she shrugged as her words trailed off.
“Well, sorry for waking up from a coma,” the short brunette deadpanned.
“You know you’re more important than the tour Ky,” Ashley admonished smacking her sister’s arm lightly. Kyla let out a cry of pain. The rocker froze, “Oh my God Kyla I’m sorry I didn’t…” her words came to a halt when the short brunette started to giggle. Ashley frowned.
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AWWW WTF!? come onnnnnnnn
OMG! Don’t let grandma die. Excellent chapter. Please don’t keep us hanging too long. Seriously. Luv the drama!
seriously hope grandma doesn’t kick it. I like her. and it’ll kill all of them if she does. anyway pms!