// Rascals And Getaways // · Machine Gun Kelly

// Chapter 1 //

"I promise you, that one day, I will find a getaway" he told me while we were seated in my room's floor.

Back to those days I was just a little kid, and he was my brother's best friend, but he was mine too, I mean... we were grown together.

By the way, I am Caroline, and he was Colson, but we call him Kells, and by "we" I mean my brother Ed and I. We were just some kids from Norwich in the East of England. My brother and I were basically on the typical normal family in UK, you know, kind of perfect family on the outside but the inside was different, we spend most of the day alone, and also our parents do have arguments mostly every day. But if you think we were screwed, Kells was more. His mom left him when he was just a child and his father was the worst, always drunk to even care about him. I guess we also were those typical wallflowers in town. But let me get you straight the point we've started.

"it's always the same thing, Kells" I told him getting closer to him. My parents were screaming at each other and I was locked up in my room. At some point I did start crying and I felt so alone, but Colson came by the window "you're going to fall sometime" "I wont" he smiled at me and came into my room. Colson looked at me eyes wide open "it's happening again?" he questioned but I didn't have to answer because he heard the screams. He knew that I hated to heard my parents like this "I promise you, that one day, I will find a getaway" "It's always the same thing, Kells" "I will make this up for you, I promise" he leaned and kissed my head while I was crying still.

I found it hard I was six and he was ten just like Ed. But this was our life. Ed and I always together and so was Colson, but he was always trying to sneak out of his house, and I understand why, I do still remember the day when he came with a couple of punches and he told us that was his father... life wasn't easy for him, so he was always running down the street to ours and that...

I guess that's what lead us to what we did, I mean we grown up, Colson wanted to show how he was feeling so he started to make some songs, at first they were only some lyrics on a paper but he was good as saying them out loud, and quick. He was putting so much effort on it and I was proud. He let go of his dad and started living with his grandma, bless her soul, she was blind and still was the cutest person alive but sadly she died when Colson was fourteen and that hit him hard, he was alone now, well... not at all, I mean he had us, but his family was broken, so was him, and out family. Mom and dad were nothing but together anymore, they just live under the same roof because they can't bare on their owns, Colson was always there for me, whenever I needed him, he was there.

And a little by little I just started feeling something for him, I mean we were kids, I didn't know what love was about, but I guessed that I was in love with him, and at some point, I was. And I always thought that he looked at me as his little sister, but he didn't. One Friday night we were just chilling in his house now, when his granny passed, he kept the house, he and Ed were drinking some beers and I was looking at them, trying not to look like a wallflower, or at least no too much, because I was glaring to Colson like an idiot. At some point, Ed went to the bathroom and then as He and I alone, we didn't say anything, we just stood there looking at each other, until he moved right in front of me and put a string of my hair away my face, up to my ear. He kept his hand on my cheek and I breathed nervously. He started leaning, and I could feel his breath, smelling like beer and smoke. I remember that we didn't say a word but he ended up kissing me, and it was the sweetest, he just brush our lips together at first, and then he drop out everything and went for a real kiss. It didn't last long, but we couldn't hide a smile when Ed came back, and every time we gave each other looks. I blushed so much that day and actually when we got home, it was a silent ride. I remember that Colson wanted to ride along with us and I stepped on my doorstep and there he was, looking up at me and smiled I entered the door and as soon as I realized I came back to where he was, standing still. He smiled and we kissed again, shyly. And at this point both of us realized that we were made for each other. That no matter what had happened before, we're going through that shit. And that lead us to the present day.