Invisible Halo (MGK Fanfic)

Chapter 10

Colson pov

Everyone welcomed theirselves in the crib. I couldn't help but notice how impressed Monica looked as she slowly walked around the house. Almost like she was acknowledging every little detail, I guessed that's probably what I looked like when I got my record deal.

"The paintings aren't going to bite you, Monica." I said chuckling.

"You have astounding taste in art but I could've told you that based on the art pieces in the bus. Wait did you just call me by my real name?" She asked as her jaw dropped.

I couldn't help but grin, how could a name make someone so happy?

"Yeah, don't get used to it thought I felt like being nice." I said.

A look of disappointment crossed her face and then she looked back at the paintings on the wall.

"Why do these interest you?" I asked just out of curiosity.

"In a way they speak to me. I'm in love with art of any kind; music, art, journalism, that's what all of it is, art." She said with such aspiration and a poetic- like tone.

"You can have it, the painting that is." I said nervously.

It was one of my favorites but I didn't appreciate it like Monica did. I didn't love it in a sense but her eyes saw the painting from a light that she could only teach me.

"What?" She said, turning to me.

"Nothing just never met someone who shared my taste in art. Most people think it's weird or dumb."

"I find that shocking, this is one hell of a piece." She said nodding.

"Well like I said before, its yours all you have to do is take it." I said meaning this in multiple ways.

"Thank you but my house isn't big enough for this."

"Maybe you could move in here, we have the space." I said happily, her presence here could make a huge difference.

"That'd be aw-"

"Awesome I know!"

"Sorry, I didn't realize that I said that so much." She said while laughing.

"It's okay. By the way, I need to go pick up my daughter first thing in the morning, would you be willing to come?"

"Sure, sounds like a plan!" She said as her smile caused her to glow.

I noticed her yawn and then rub her eyes. It was time for all of us to get some rest.

"I'll show you to your room, Moni." I said.

"Okay Cole." She said halfway through a yawn.

We walked up the stairs and to the right, she would be sleeping in the room across the hall from Ashley. Her bags were already in the corner of the room, and her bed was already made. She thanked me before closing the door and I stood with my back towards the door for a few minutes. I had to confess, I took a liking to her and I found her marvelous. I walked to my room and laid in my bed.

I'd get to see Casie tomorrow. I thought to myself.

I fell asleep, thinking of the last conversation I had with to Casie.

Monica pov

I turned on my tablet, to finish up season 4 of 'Pretty Little Liars' on Netflix. It was an extremely intense show and I had not had time in to watch it in awhile. Though I was watching the show I was distracted by something.

What did Colson mean by all I had to do is take it. I thought to myself.

It couldn't of been what I thought, but at the same time it sounded like he meant waaay more than an art piece. I was just happy that I would actually get the chance to meet Casie and hopefully take her away from the dangerous situation she was in. Tomorrow would be a great experience to even get to see another side of Colson. A knock on my door intervened my thoughts, as it swung opened I realized it was Ashley.

"Hey girl, I see you've gotten settled in." She said.

"Yes! I'm excited to have a stress free weekend and have a little time to myself." I said with a sigh of relief.

"Aw that's good! Same on this end, being a manager is a hectic job."

"I can only imagine, and I struggle just being a makeup artist." I said giggling.

"So whatever happened with Bryan and Janine?"

Crap! I totally forgot that other than Colson and Slim no one knew what happened last night and I kind of wanted it to stay that way. One thing I knew for sure was that I could trust Ashley and she was the only girl I could talk to about this kind of stuff.

"That night she met up with me at the club. She was flat out drunk, she was a recovering alcholic. She had been clean for 8 months, and she messed it all up. The thing is she had the nerve to blame it on Bryan and I know its not his fault, she's just demented."

"Damn!" She looked at me with her mouth wide open and nodded for me to continue.

Her face reminded me of how I felt when Colson was trying to tell me about his baby's mother.

"She sort of blew up on me at the club for trying to chew her out about drinking and basically said that I wasn't a good friend."

She put her hand on top of mine and for a moment I hadn't even noticed that I had been crying until she took me in her arms like yesterday morning. My cheeks were warm and I could tell they were most likely red. The tears stung my eyes and moistened my parched lips.

"I understand what your going through completely. Kells used to be addicted to heroin. One day he just relapsed after being a couple months clean. It pained me to see him that way but he needed to know that he affected other people and that we only 'bitched' at him because we loved him." Ash said, she shed a few tears also.

I loved these types of talks, just being able to get things off my chest always felt refreshing. I appreciated this moment more than most, I felt loved, happy, and understood. Being understood was something that didn't happen too often, I was raised with boys who didn't know the first thing about being a girl. I didn't really have much to relate with when it came to Janine she was a partier, self confident, and obsessed with sex.

"Ashley, have I ever told you that I'm blessed to have you in my life?" I said.

"No but I just want you to know you hold a place in my heart and I'm blessed to have you as well. Now that's enough crying for one night, you have yourself some amazing sleep and don't let the freaks creep."

"Ha same for you Ash, same for you."

She closed my door and I put my tablet on my nightstand and turned off the lamp. It was finally time for me to get some shut eye.