Get Rocked? (The Next Generation #2) Read online

  K E Osborn

  Get Rocked?

  The Next Generation Series Book Two

  By K E Osborn

  Copyright 2015 K E Osborn

  This book is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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  ISBN: 978-0994312716

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  Get Rocked?

  Book Two – The Next Generation Series

  Being a seven-year-old child of poverty and living with a single mother, not to mention being terminally ill, would be a challenge for anyone. Caleb McCormack grew up not knowing who his father was. His mother never talked about him, until he became so ill that he needed a kidney transplant. That’s when his world was turned upside down.

  Caleb was thrust into a new world full of wealth and status. A life he never knew existed, one he had only dreamed of. Caleb’s father was not only rich, but incredibly famous. So famous, that all the world knew his name. Caleb is the love child of Huxley Slade, the backing guitarist for the world’s most famous rock band Slayed.

  Fast forward through a changed life. Hux and Caleb’s mother reconnected and married, giving Caleb a new life full of endless possibilities. But through it all was his one constant. Indi Malone. She was with him from the beginning, from rags to riches as it were and their love would know no bounds or so you would think?

  Indi’s past is a harrowing ordeal in itself, and when Caleb forms his own band Staked and is thrust into the spotlight, will her past demons haunt their love forever? Or will they make it through the inferno and into their happy ever after?

  For those who have been affected by the sorrow of mental health.

  It is a burden we must carry alone, but through the dark there is always a light.

  Follow the tunnel and let your light shine through, in the end there is always a brightness.

  Find the sun in the dark.

  As always my first thank you goes to my editor, my friend, my confidant, my rock, my source of endless plotting parties, my mother and my friend – Kaylene Osborn. Without your support and guidance, I wouldn’t be able to have the career I love and adore. So thank you for making my dreams come true and helping me not only achieve them but support me in them as well. All daughters deserve a mother like you!

  To all of my amazing BETA readers – Thank you for once again putting in your thoughts and ideas into this book. I appreciate all of your energy and ideas and together we make a great team, so thanks for being a part of my team and helping me create the books I love.

  To my family – For your continuous love, friendship and humour. Without you guys, my life would be very dull and boring. So thank you for supporting me without question and for always being there.

  To my beautiful, playful and utterly adorable pup, Bella. I know I have thanked her a few times now, and you may think it’s silly, but she really does play a significant role in the creation of my books. I dread the day she is no longer here with me. She has been with me since the beginning of my creative journey and she’s always with me when I’m creating a new world with exciting characters and intriguing plot twists. She’s there to listen to me when I dribble on to myself about what I’m going to do next in the plot, or how I’m going to kill off this character because I hate them so much, and she listens because she is a dog and that’s what dogs do. So thank you, Bella, for being here with me every step of the way and helping me create exciting characters, and adorable pups – if you haven’t noticed all my books have dogs in them ;)

  To Leeann – the new kid on the block – My PA extraordinaire. You haven’t been around for very long, but for the month you have been with me, you ‘Shine Bright Like a Diamond’ (yes, I sang that in my head) and have made yourself invaluable. I’m so grateful to have met you, and to now call you a friend!

  Last of all, I want to thank YOU, the reader. Your continued support with my writing career is both humbling and heart-warming. I love the readers so much and I honestly couldn’t keep going without the love and support you all show me each day. Thank you for believing in me, and I hope I can keep you entertained for many, many, years to come.

  Stay tuned because Totally Rocked? The Next Generation Series #3 is on its way.

  Thank you,

  Much love,

  K E Osborn

  xoxo

  This book contains domestic violence, drug use, and suicide. If you are offended by acts of this nature, please use caution while reading.

  This book has been written using UK English and contains euphemisms and slang words that form part of the UK spoken word, which is the basis of this book’s writing style.

  Please remember that the words are not misspelled, they are slang terms and form part of the every day, UK lifestyle. Some euphemisms or slang terms have been provided below for your information. This book has been written using UK English.

  If you would like further explanation, or to discuss the translation or meaning of a particular word, please do not hesitate to contact the author – contact details have been provided, for your convenience, at the end of this book.

  Bellend – A dick or penis, similarly used for the word dickhead.

  Bird – A girl or a woman.

  Chuffed – Pleased or delighted.

  Clunge – A woman who is promiscuous or loose.

  Fucktard – A fucking retard – or an idiot.

  Git – Silly, incompetent, stupid, silly.

  Gotten up his goat – To make a person angry.

  Isle of Wight – Cockney rhyming slang, which simply means right.

  Lounge room – Living room.

  Lounge suite – Sofa.

  Madder than a March hare – Gone completely mad or crazy.

  Mate – Buddy or friend.

  Minge – Vagina.

  Mobile phone – Cell phone.

  Nads – Testicles.

  Nippy – Cold.

  Slags – A coarse or loose, promiscuous woman.

  Slurry – A promiscuous young woman, similar to a slut or skank.

  Stark bollock naked – Absolutely naked, no clothes or even jewellery.

  Stellar – Sensational, splendid, sterling, slick.

  Stiff – A shortened version of ‘stiff shit’ meaning tough or bad luck.

  Tosser – Male masturbation.

  Twat – Fanny, Vagina.

  Vest – Wifebeater or tank top.

  Wanks – An idiot.

  Wankstain – Useless person.

  Weirdo – A person who is considered strange to others.

  Whack-job – A person who is considered crazy to others.

  Huxley (Hux) Slade – Lead guitar of Slayed. Married to Macy McCormack-Slade. Father of Caleb McCormack-Slade. Brother to Colt.

  Macy McCormack-Slade – Married to Hux. Mother of Caleb.

  Caleb McCormack-Slade – Lead singer of Staked. Son of Hux and Macy. Cousin to Annie and Ella.

  Indica Malone – Caleb’s childhood best friend and like a surrogate daughter to Hux and Macy.

  Colter (Colt) Slade – Lead singer of Slayed, manager of S
taked. Married to Lia. Father of Annie and Ella, brother to Hux.

  Delia (Lia) Slade – Married to Colt. Mother of Annie and Ella. Best friends with Anna.

  Annie Slade – Lead guitar and backup singer for Staked. Eldest adopted daughter of Colt and Lia. Cousin of Caleb.

  Ella Slade – Backup guitar for Staked. Youngest adopted daughter of Colt and Lia. Cousin of Caleb.

  Johnny Soulding – Bassist of Slayed. Married to Anna Soulding. Father to Aston Soulding. Best friends with Colt.

  Anna Soulding – Married to Johnny. Mother of Aston. Best friends with Lia.

  Aston Soulding – Bassist of Staked. The only child of Anna and Johnny.

  Dingo Everly – Drummer of Slayed. Married to Sia. Father of Chad, Carter and Carlton.

  Alysia (Sia) Everly – Manager of Slayed. Married to Dingo. Mother of Chad, Carter and Carlton.

  Chad Everly – Drummer for Staked. Son to Dingo and Sia. Brother of Carter and Carlton.

  Blurb

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Note To The Reader

  Character Relationships

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Chapter Forty

  Chapter Forty-One

  Chapter Forty-Two

  Chapter Forty-Three

  Chapter Forty-Four

  Chapter Forty-Five

  Chapter Forty-Six

  Chapter Forty-Seven

  Chapter Forty-Eight

  Epilogue

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  About the Author – K E Osborn

  It’s my cousin Annie’s, fifth birthday today and we’re at my Uncle Colt’s house for her party. I’ve known my cousin Annie since she was six-months-old, that’s when Uncle Colt and Auntie Lia adopted her. A year later they adopted Ella, and ever since then I’ve been the one to look out for them. Even though they’re younger than me and we’re not related by blood, I still love them with all my heart. Although they can, at times, really annoy me when they want to play with my hair and have tea parties under the willow tree.

  I’m twelve now, practically full grown. Me and my best friend Indi are here at the Slade manor. Indi goes everywhere with me these days. She’s been my friend since I started school and all through when I was sick, she was by my side. She’s the only real friend I have, other than Aston and Chad, but they’re younger so that doesn’t count. Being the eldest kid sucks! Everyone looks up to you, and you have to play with all the younger kids. When all I really want is to learn guitar from Dad and play music. Indi is my age and I think that’s why we get along, ‘cause we’re on the same wavelength.

  She was excited when I told her the story of my father and him being in a famous rock band. She’d heard of Slayed, the band, and she loved their music. I’d heard of them too, but I didn’t really care for music much back then when I finally met my dad after seven years of not knowing who he was. That’s a story in itself, but I won’t go into that right now.

  Indi is standing at the cupcake stand and scoffing her face full of the salted caramel and chocolate cupcakes. She’s so cute when she eats. As a matter of fact, she’s cute at everything she does. Her little dimples, when she smiles, fill me with such happiness that it makes me shudder every time I see her. In a good way though.

  She loves hanging out with me and my family. Not just because they’re famous and that excites her, but also because they’re nothing like her family. Unfortunately, her parents are poor and live like hippies. They really only care about each other and Indi doesn’t even enter their minds. I hate her parents and that’s why she spends all her time with me, Mum and Dad. She gets whatever she needs and wants with us, whereas at home she has to fend for herself, and at twelve-years-old that’s not fair.

  The party is in full swing and I walk over to Indi as she takes another cupcake. Poor girl doesn’t eat much at home, so whenever she’s with me, she eats like a horse.

  “You’ll get fat eating all those cupcakes, Indi,” I tease and she rolls her eyes and shakes her head causing crumbs of the chocolate cupcake to fall from her mouth.

  “Nuh uh. I’ll never get fat, and if I do you’d still love me anyway,” she says with her mouth still half-full of food.

  “Yeah, I will,” I say leaning in to kiss her cheek.

  She smirks and wipes the crumbs from her mouth. “So, are you gonna play the guitar for me today?” she asks raising up on her toes in excitement.

  “I guess,” I reply and she frowns like she’s upset.

  “Oh, Caleb, please? I love hearing you play. You’re so good at it.” She takes my hands in hers and I smile at her. How can I say no to that?

  “But Uncle Colt and Dad are here. Wouldn’t you rather hear them? They’re in the world’s most famous rock band, surely they’re way better than me?” I ask and she rolls her eyes.

  “I can hear them play on the radio all the time, I hardly ever get to hear you play. C’mon Caleb, pleeease?” she begs and then smiles brightly showing me those adorable dimples.

  “Okay fine, but I’m not singing—”

  “Oh, yes you are. C’mon lets go to the music room.” She drags me along with her out of the gazebo and up the stairs and through the back door into the manor.

  “Indi, I should actually check with Dad if it’s okay to use his guitar first.”

  “Seriously?” she asks and I nod. I know Dad’s funny about people touching his guitars.

  “He won’t even know, Caleb. Just sing me one song and then we can go back out there and party with the rest of the rock stars.”

  “Okay, but if I get into trouble, I’m blaming you.”

  She smiles and continues to drag me to the music room. We walk through the door and Dad’s guitar is sitting on his stand like always. I walk over to it while Indi sits down on the pristine white lounge suite and brings her legs up onto the seat sitting crossed legged, then leans forward waiting to hear me play.

  I strum the strings and the vibration filters up through me which makes me feel alive. There're two things in this world that can do that. Playing guitar and Indi smiling, and right now both of those things are happening.

  “Hello, England, and welcome to the Caleb McCormack-Slade show. For one night only, this is Caleb unplugged!” I speak out like I’m performing to a real live crowd.

  Indi giggles setting my heart pumping. I strum the guitar to Uncle Colt’s favourite song that he wrote called, ‘Until The End Of Time.’

  “Yay, I love this one!” Indi calls out and claps as I start to sing the first verse. I look into her eyes and they’re glistening and sparkling like endless pools of blue. It makes me shiver and I know, at that moment, she will be my forever.

  She sways along with the words as I sing them to her and she smile
s so brightly mouthing the words along with me as I sing them. She knows them all and I can tell she loves my performance. I belt out the final words and strum the guitar and she stands up and cheers so loudly I’m sure people outside can hear.

  “Indi, shhh. We don’t want them to know we’re in here remember,” I say and she rushes up to me.

  “Caleb, you’re magnificent! And when you’re rich and famous and in your own rock band, make sure you remember me. I can’t wait for you to serenade me at your sold out concert at Wembley Stadium. I know you’re gonna be huge!” she says full of excitement. I laugh nervously and shake my head.

  “I’ll never be famous, Indi, but I promise to serenade you if I ever play at Wembley. But don’t get your hopes up, I doubt that will ever happen—”

  “Don’t doubt yourself, Caleb. I don’t. You’re the best, and you’re only twelve! Imagine what you’ll be like when your voice breaks,” she teases with a giant smirk.

  “Hey, my voice has broken, I’m practically a man,” I say lowering my voice to prove her wrong.

  “A-huh, you keep telling yourself that, little boy.”

  “Little boy, huh?” I reply taking off Dad’s guitar and placing it carefully back on the stand.

  “Yep, that’s what I said, just a tiny little boy.” I can already see her positioning herself to run.

  “Well, this little boy is gonna show you how strong a man he really is. Come here!” She screams in excitement as I lunge toward her and then she pushes past me and runs out of the room. I laugh and chase after her as she bolts back outside. We’re both laughing loudly as I take chase and I nearly knock Auntie Lia over as I rush past her.

  “Slow down, Caleb, and don’t run in the house,” she says with a smile as I run past her and out the back door, down the stairs and toward Indi. She’s laughing so hard she stops and grabs her side.

  “Stitch!” she yells.

  I race up to her and tackle her to the ground.