Chapter Twenty: The End Of The Secret


Marco stormed into the hotel lobby, Michael in tow, followed by 3 police officers.
"Marco, please think about this," he pleaded
"Think about what? There is nothing to think about"
"Sir, perhaps you should reconsider" one of the officers spoke as the piled into the elevator
"Is it, or is it not, against the law to have sex with a 15 year old girl?" Marco snapped
"Yes, but, if the two are consenting then really - "
"Then really what? It's illegal, so I suggest you do your job and speak no more to me about it" he huffed, his face furrowing in anger
The officer simply nodded - he was right.

Marco walked down the hallway of the quite hotel. It was around 6 in the morning, and seeing as the tour wasn't going anywhere till tonight, they were granted a sleep in. He stopped in front of what Michael had told him was Riyan's room.
"Marco, you're probably just going to wake the poor girl up" Michael insisted Marco ignored him and knocked swiftly and loudly on the door. There was no response, but he kept on knocking until the door slowly creaked open, Alleah on the other side.
"Uncle? What are you doing here?" she yawned, rubbing her eyes
"Where's Riyan?"
"In her room I suppose"
He walked in, and hurriedly stepped to the door that lead to what was Riyan's room. "Riyan" he called, knocking quickly
No response came. He reached for the door handle and flung the door open, to see what he'd expected to see - and empty bed. He cussed under his breath as he turned to Alleah, who'd been watching behind him.
"Where is Brian Littrell's room?" he spoke in clenched teeth
Alleah looked at him oddly.
"Where?" he announced
"8 doors up, up the left hand side" Alleah replied
He pushed passed her and out the door, the others still following along behind. He stopped at the 8th door up on the left hand side.

"I want you to break down the door," he said sternly
"Sir, with all respect, we can't-"
"Yes you can, and you will. You think if we knock that they'll both come and answer the door, he's not stupid officer, and you need to catch them together"
"Sir please, we need permission"
"You have my permission. That is my 15 year old daughter in there with a man nearly double her age, so don't start with me, break down the damn door"
The officers looked at each other. They knew if they had the suspicions of something illegal going on in a hotel room, they could easily do what was asked. And while usually with this sort of case, they tended to make it a family matter rather than a police matter Marco held clout, and he was right - it was illegal.
"We'll have to ask you to move back," the bigger officer announced as he pulled out his gun.
They stepped back as he pointed it at the door, the sure fire easy way to open a door - shoot off the handle. He squeezed the trigger, and a loud bang echoed through the hall. Another officer kicked open the damaged door.

I bolted upright as the noise startled both Brian and I, within a few seconds 3 officers piled into the room, followed by Michael and my father. I clutched the sheet that covered my naked body, as Brian looked on in fear.
"Mr. Littrell, you're under arrest, under the charge of Statutory rape," the brunette officer announced sadly.
He knew damn well, the two in the bed looked like they were in love, and that the guy had truly done nothing wrong, but the law was the law.
"What? I-" Brian choked
I wrapped my arms protectively around Brian, as another officer instructed him to get dressed.
"Papa, what's going on?" I cried, looking up at him.
"I'm taking you away from this man" he scathed as Brian was ordered out of the bed, wrapped in a blanket and told again to get dressed
Papa grabbed my arm and pulled me and my only covering from the bed.
"Go to your room Riyan" he spoke in an angered tone
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on"

~ AT THE SAME TIME ~
The loud noise awoke everyone around, and it took only a matter of seconds before people had gathered in the hallway.

~ AT THE SAME TIME ~
Papa shoved me out the door, as Brian emerged from the bathroom dressed. Two officers grabbed him, and were saying something I couldn't hear, I think they probably told him they would take him without the handcuffs if he would go willing. I saw Brian nod as the led him out of the room.
"You did this?" I screamed at Papa
"To you're room Riyan" he announced shoving me backwards as I held onto the sheet around me
"NO, I'm going with Brian" I screamed reaching for him
Brian looked sadly at me.
"It'll be okay Riyan" he spoke calmly

"What the fuck is going on?" Nick huffed as he and Belle ran down the hall, followed by Alleah, Kevin, and AJ, Howie trailing behind.
"Get your hands off him" he snapped grabbing one of the officer's arms
"See what you're doing boy? That's a federal offence" the officer replied
"Nick" Belle spoke, pulling him back
"What's going on?" she added looking around
"Let him go, he didn't do anything wrong" I pleaded to the officer, before my father yanked me back
"He brain washed you Riyan, and he slept with you" Papa announced harshly

Kevin, Howie, and AJ stopped dead as they heard the words.
"Shit" AJ muttered

"No, I slept with him Papa, I love him" I cried as Belle walked up to me, placing her hands gently on my shoulders
"You don't know what love is, you're 15" Papa spoke, enraged by my reaction
"You don't know SHIT" I cursed, something I'd never done to my Papa's face before. The anger in his eyes blew loudly.
"To your room Riyan" he shouted as the officers walked Brian down the hall
Tears were clouding my eyes, I couldn't understand what was going on - last time I checked, been in love wasn't illegal.
"I hate you, I HATE YOU," I screamed in Papa's face as I fell into Belle's arms He spun around and stormed down the hallway, followed by a silent and timid Michael.

I lay down on my bed, crying more than I ever had before in my life. My legs were curled up under my body as my tears stained the bed beneath me. It'd had been a while since I'd seen Brian taken away, I'd heard from no one about where he was or what was happening, I just lay there in a pond of tears.

~ 10 MINUTES LATER ~
"How long had it been going on for?" Kevin questioned as all the boys, less Brian sat in his room.
"A little while" Nick shrugged, Belle standing from the arm of the chair she was sitting on
"You two knew?" he questioned again, an annoyance in his tone
"Yes, we knew. But what does that matter, shouldn't you have the best god damn lawyer you can find" Belle snapped, rubbing her temples
"Why didn't you say something?" Kevin retaliated
"Because Brian didn't want you to know. He probably knew you wouldn't accept it"
"She's FIFTEEN, am I the only one seeing the problem in that?"
"It's love Kevin, if you open you age to more than just a number of a birth certificate, you'd see that, and you know what? Love isn't illegal in my book"
"Belle's right man" AJ spoke for the first time, as he shuffled to the edge of his chair, cigarette in hand. "You know, she's got a point. Rok wouldn't have gotten involved if he didn't care about Riyan"
Kevin sighed.
"Look it doesn't matter what we think anyway, Rok's in a jail cell right now, and it's our job to get him out," Howie announced, standing upright
"I'm going to check on Riyan" Belle said, walking towards the door

~ 5 MINUTES LATER ~
Belle scoured at Alleah as she walked into the hotel room, she didn't know why, but she was sure Alleah had something to do with this. Bell headed directly for Riyan's door and knocked quietly.
"Riyan, it's Belle, can I come in?"

I looked up, only slightly, then dropped my head back down onto the pillow, I didn't care to see anyone right now.

Belle heard no response, but turned the door handle, and the door creaked open.
"Riyan?" she whispered as she closed the door behind her
I whimpered like a hurt puppy. She walked around to the side of the bed, and sat down beside me, rubbing my arm softly.
"I'm so sorry" she sniffed, as I buried my head further into the pillow
"Where is he?" I quivered
"I'm not sure, but the guys are working on helping him out as we speak. Everything's going to be alright" she smiled
"This is all my fault, he probably hates me"
"It's not your fault Riyan, and Brian doesn't hate you"
"I love him Isabelle, why cant Papa see that?"
"I don't know Riyan, I don't know"

~ AT THE SAME TIME ~
Brian sat quietly in the empty cell, his legs tucked up to his chest, his eyes tired and sore. They'd read him his rights, finger printed him, made him change into the standard prisoner get up and placed him in a cell. Thankfully they had taken him out the back door of the hotel so there wasn't a chance of him been spotted by fans or the media. He knew sooner or later people would get hold of this and everything would go up in flames, the media would eat this up like a hungry shark - "Pop Boy Caught With His Pants Down" the headline would read.

He smiled to himself, most times what the public thought of him meant a lot, but this time, he didn't care. He still loved Riyan, they could lock him up for the rest of his life, he would always feel that way - they could never take that from him.

~ 10 MINUTES LATER ~
Belle watched as an exhausted body finally relented to slumber. She kissed her forehead of the girl she treasured like her own daughter before backing out of the room. She closed the door gently as she let out a saddened sigh.

~ AN HOUR LATER ~
"Mr. Littrell" an officer said looking down at Brian
Brian raised his head and nodded.
"They posted Bail, you're free to go" he smiled opening the door
Brian smiled thankfully as he followed the officer out of the prison, to an awaiting band of friends, along with a sharply dressed lawyer. He gathered his things, and changed back into his original clothes.

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