CHAPTER 3 – I WANNA GO HOME

 

~ NEW YORK – SOME SWANKY HOTEL RESTAURANT ~

“Oh Kevin, while you were out at lunch you mother rung again, she’s said that she wanted you and me down there for Brian’s Birthday or she’ll come here and drag you by the ear” Rachel announced confidently as she stabbed her salad with the shiny fork

“She wants you to go?” Kevin said, almost laughing

“Yes, she said she was dying to meet me” Rachel lied

“I don’t believe that” Kevin muttered shoving a piece of steak into his mouth

“You saying I'm lying?” Rachel inquired taking a sip of her ‘still’ water.

She spat her mouthful back into the cup, and signaled the waiter.

“You call THIS Still? Hello it like moves! Take this shit back, and get me some real, proper still water” she announced handing him the glass

“Look Rachel, my mother doesn’t even know who you are, you’re the receptionist” Kevin muttered

“The receptionist YOU’RE SLEEPING WITH”

“You wanna say that a bit louder I don’t think New Zealand heard”

“Look Kevin, if you wont take me, I’ll just decide to take a holiday down there myself, and if we accidentally run into each other well, so be it”

Rachel stood up just as the waiter returned with another glass of water.  She looked at him and smiled.

“I don’t want it anymore” she huffed grabbing her bag from the floor

 

~ FATHER HOWIES HOUSE (NEXT TO THE CHURCH) – ORLANDO ~

* ring, ring *

Howie reached over and knocked the alarm clock from the table.  The sound though persisted.  He sat up, and after realizing it was the phone, he pick the receiver up.

“Hello?” he answered groggily

“Um Father?” a tiny voice questioned

“Yes”

“I have a confession”

“My child, it’s best you come in tomorrow then”

“No I cant”

“Who is this?”

Howie could slightly recognize the voice.

“Um, um” Meghan stuttered “It’s Minnie” she blurted out

“Well Minnie, please cant this wait?”

“No, cause I cant sleep and I cant risk you seeing me”

“Why?”

“Because” Meghan paused for a moment – what if he had caller id? “Because, because, because I really LIKE you”

“That’s nice to know –“

“You don’t get it, I LIKE you”

Howie shrugged his shoulders, why was that a bad thing?

“What I'm saying is I think you’re hot, juicy and I’d like to rip all your clothes off and lick you EVERYWHERE!” Meghan announced

Howies mouth gapped – THAT’S what was wrong with it?

“Now before you say anything, there’s more.  See I promised my heart to you, but I saw this guy who was built like a Greek God, and then I just wanted to get giggy with that fiiiiiiiinnnneeeeee piece of meat, so then I fell all guilty cause of you and all, not to mention my Greek god has a girlfriend, and so my sin just keeps on getting worse, what should I do?”

“Ah, um, ah” Howie stumbled

“You’re right I should do the right thing and ignore my lusting after this Greek god, thank you father Howie” Meghan cheerfully announced before hanging up the phone.

Howies mind was ramped with thoughts – who was this girl? Who was the Greek god? And what did she mean by EVERYWHERE?

 

~ CARTER/GATES MANSION ~

“Don’t you, like, just love, like, the sound the clock, like, makes?” BJ sighed watching the red hand of the clock tick around the face

“Whatever” Cindy mumbled as she flicked through the 100 channels they had

“NICK” BJ screamed

“What?” Nick said rushing into the lounge

“Can I like, um, like, kinda, um, like go, like, to like, a photo, like, shoot, like, with you?” she inquired battering her long darkened eyelashes

“Huh?” Nick replied dumbly

“Like, can I like, go, like, with you, like, to, like, the photo, like, place, like tomorrow?” BJ repeated

“Huh?”

Cindy sighed loudly.

“She wants to go with you tomorrow to the photo shoot” she huffed

“Oh, okay, yeah sure sis” Nick replied smiling

“Like, that’s like what I like said”

 

~ LITTRELL HOUSE – KENTUCKY ~

“I got the tickets to the circus” Brian announced as he sat down at the large wooden table

“And Mom said she’d love to look after Eli and Kaleb” he added as Felicity tugged at his leg

“That’s nice” Taymar called from the kitchen

“So it’s tomorrow night”

“Uhuh”

“DADDY THOMAS IS TRYING TO CUT MY HAIR” Briar screamed running down the hall

“NO I WASN’T” Thomas screamed back

“You were, you were, you said you need them to cast a spell on me” Briar whimpered

“No I didn’t” Thomas scowled

“Thomas, don’t harass your sister, leave her alone” Brian instructed

“But I, I wasn’t doing anything”

“Then why do you have scissors in your hand?” Taymar sighed walking up behind him, taking the scissors from behind his back

“Um, she put them there”

“Thomas!”

“Um, um, um, They’re Felicity’s”

“Thomas, go to your room, you know better than to lie like that”

Thomas dropped his bottom lipped and moped down the hall, slamming his door after him.

 

~ AT THE CIRCUS – SOMEWHERE ~

“Clowns suck” a bulky little kid announced kicking AJ in the shin

“OW! Why you little brat” AJ hissed, but noticing the size of the boys father he decided not to do anything

Mandy walked past him, her short blond hair twisted back all over her head.  He sighed contentedly just watching her legs sway as she walked, he decided he needed to speak to her.  He handed a little girl the 10 balloons he was holding and raced after Mandy.

 

“Stoney baby” Mandy shrieked running to embrace the huge bulky guy standing in front of her

AJ stopped dead in his tracks as Mandy planted a truckload of kisses on the beefcake.

Mandy looked behind her to see AJ standing there – mouth on floor.

“Oh AJ this is my husband, Stone Cold Steve Austin” she smiled

“Duh, Hi” the muscles smiled

“Hi” AJ squeaked overcome by the sheer size of him

“Stoney was a wrestler, but he’s now he’s a traveling cake decorator” Mandy smiled her two arms embracing his bicep

“I like cakes” he shrugged

 

~ THE NEXT DAY (SATURDAY) KENTUCKY – LITTRELL HOUSE ~

Brian rolled over to look at the clock, the red light flashed out the numbers 5:02am.  He rolled back over his hand draped over Taymar, who was still fast asleep.  He sat up slightly and began to kiss her temple, his hands running under the blanket down the side of her body.  She stirred a little then rolled onto her back and looked up at him.

“Something wrong?” She mumbled rubbing her eyes

“No, I just thought we could, you know” he winked

“Know what?’ she yawned

“You know”

Taymar sat up and looked across at the clock.

“Now?” she inquired

“Well the kids are still asleep, and we haven’t done it for a while, so I thought we could”

Taymar rubbed her eyes and sat up properly.

“You’re kidding right? It’s 5.00 in the morning the last thing I want to do is the sheet mumbo Brian”

“But”

“But what? I'm tired”

“But, but, but” he whimpered “We haven’t for AGES”

“Brian” Taymar moaned flopping her head onto the pillow

“Please Tay?”

“No, now let me sleep”

Brian flopped back down on the bed.

 

~ THE WHITE HOUSE – WASHINGTON DC ~

“Hello! I wanted my orange sliced, not bloody massacred, and this ice tea tastes like crap!”  Kayteline huffed slamming her hand down onto the table.

“Something wrong love?” Jeff inquired looking up from the paper

“What do you think? Would I be yelling if there wasn’t something wrong? How did you ever get to be president, you’re as thick as that crap your mother calls soup”

“Now darlin’ please” Jeff pleaded in a sing-songy voice

“Don’t start singing, god anything but that”

Kayteline stood up and pranced out of the room slamming the door behind her.  She’d only married Jeff for the money involved, he knew that – hell he offered it to her.  She Jeff was actually gay, but the USA he assumed would pretty much draw the line at a gay president, so that’s where ex-hooker Kayteline came into it. 

“Kay” Jeff wined following her out the door

“Yes?” she spat turning around

“Why don’t you take a holiday somewhere? Get away for a while” Jeff suggested

“So you and Chad can have a romp?” she snickered

Jeff pouted annoyingly.

“I think you should”

“Fine whatever, I’ll go to” she thought for a moment “Kentucky, and I want to go in an hour” she announced spinning her heels on the floor and marching off.

 

~ FLORIDA – CARTER/GATES MANSION ~

“Like wow” BJ quipped as they walked through the glass doors of the studio

Cindy shook her head in disbelief, how could one person be so irritatingly dumb.

 

Meghan stood waiting anxiously for Nick to arrive.  The regular photographer was still sick so she’d filled in for the second day.  Her eyes lit up as he strolled in, followed by some blond, and then – Meghan’s mood dropped, he’d bought Cindy with him.

 

“I get you again?” Nick purred stopping in front of Meghan

“Uhuh, yeah” Meghan replied shyly

“Nickolas, like, introduce me” BJ whimpered

“Meg, this is my sister BJ”

Meghan extended her hand, for BJ to shake.

“BJ stands for Belinda Jane” she smiled proudly

Cindy tapped BJ on the shoulder.

“It stands for Bobby Jean” she sighed

BJ thought for a moment.

“Oh yeah” she laughed nodding her head

“So anyway, Mee-gaa-haan I think I look pretty hot today, don’t you think? Me and Cindy had sex last night”

“NICK!” Cindy screamed slapping his head

BJ giggled quietly in the corner.

“What?” Nick said dumbly “It’s a known fact I look good after having sex”

“NICK!” Cindy repeated, again slapping his head

“”OW! Women, you’re ruining all that hard work last night”

“For god sakes Nick you don’t go around telling people about you’re sex life”

“I wasn’t if I was to go around telling about our sex lives then I’d be saying about how you do that cute little giggle thing when I “

“NICK!”

“Oh right, yeah, I'm not meant to say anything”

Cindy sighed loudly.

 

~ ORLANDO (NO LONGER JESUS) CHURCH ~

Howie tapped his fingers impatiently along his polished wooden table.  His mind was a flurry of thoughts.

“Father?” Robin said knocking lightly on the door

“Ah yes, come in” he blurted looking up astonished

“Just thought I’d tell you, I'm starting on the painting today, and hopefully I’ll be done by the end of the day” Robin announced proudly

“”Oh, okay” Howie replied sadly

“Yeah, okay, well I'm just going to – go”

With that Robin closed the door, and strolled back to her painting. 

 

~ ‘OI FRULINE BAR – GERMANY ~

“What do you mean you don’t have Doctor Pepper?” Jessandra shrieked

The bar tender looked blankly at her and shrugged his beefy shoulders.

“Stupid country” Jessandra sighed walking out of the door

She really needed a drink, she’d left America 2 years ago, and now she missed it more than ever.  She replaced her woolly gloves and set off down the snow-covered streets.  She was so out of here, she was going home, no matter what response she’d get.

 

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