*Bret & Carissa Pt. 7*



Carissa changed the sheets on the bed, throwing them in the hamper, glad that they had cleaned up last night, she swept the hard would floors, washed the many windows, she was a bit of a clean freak, and when nervous, really got going !
She was in her levis and tank top, hair in a pont tail, up on a 5 step ladder working on a window, when the door opened, and in walked Jesse.
Her heart stopped when she turned & looked at him, his hair was so long, a light brown, some blonde in it, his blue eyes, she had butterflies, how was she going to tell him ? He smiled, dropping his bag,
"Babe, what're you doin' washin windows on your day off ?" he walked over to her, pulling her off the ladder, turning her in his arms,
kissing her, she couldn't help responding, he had that affect on her, he looked down at her, (he was about 6'2) "How's my baby been ?" she couldn't look him in the eye,
"Fine-" her voice cracked, she walked to the kitchen, getting a bottle of water from the fridge,
"Rissa, whats' up ?" she swallowed, sitting on the couch, he frowned,
Rissa, you're acting weird-" she was at a loss, not sure what to say,
"It's been a long weekend Jesse-" he sat across from ner, slouching in the chair,
"Yeah, you went out alot didn't you ? How'd that all go ?" she shrugged,
"It was fun-"
"What club did you end up going too ?" she knew he was going to be pissed,
" 'The CatHouse'- " he studied her face,
"Oh yeah ? Out of all the clubs in town, you had to go to the sleaziest pick up joint-?" she frowned,
"You go there all the time, I don't wanna fight-" he gave her a look,
"Who was playing ?" she tried to be non-chalant about it-
"Poison- Dea is going out with their bass player-" he laughed,
"Dea goes out with everybody-" then he asked,
"Anyone come on to you ?" now she was stuck, he straight out asked her, so she had to say something-
"Yeah, someone did, but I told him I had someone-" he frowned,
"Who was it ?" she hesitated, "Carissa, who was he ?" she looked down,
"What the fuck ?" she swallowed hard, taking a deep breath, "Bret-" he cut her of,
"Bret Michaels ? The pansy ass wanna be singer of the band ?" she nodded, he laughed, "That little fuckin punk-" then, "Did he keep after you when you told him about me ?" she looked at him,
"Not then, no, he did say he knew who you were-" he nodded,
"Yeah, they're band sucks ass-" he frowned, "Not then ? So he fucked with you later ?" she had a lump in her throat,
"We went back the next night- Dea brought Bobby back to the table, Bret came with-" he stared,
"And ?" he was getting pissed already, she could see his jaw flexing,
"We talked-"
"And ? Come on Carissa, spit it out-"
"I heard alot about you-"
"What about me ? What does that have to do with anything ?" she gave him a look,
"I know Jesse-" he frowned,
"Know what ?" she almost couldn't say it, but pushed it out,
"I know you've got girlfriends all over the place-" there, she said it- he laughed,
"Not that again...you know Lynn is just suspicious of everyone, it's nothing to even think about-"
"Jesse, I've talked to people who've SEEN you with different girls, don't keep lying to me, please at least be honest for once-" he was furious,
"Did that little fucking prick tell you that ?" she was getting more upset herself, and less afraid to talk,
"Why ? What difference does it make ? Did he see you with someone ?"
"Carissa, this is bullshit- You know how I feel about you-" she nodded,
"It makes sense now, why you haven't wanted to move in- I let how I felt about you blind me to what you were doing, not even listening to my best friend-" he stared at her,
"Did you fuck the little shit ?" she didn't answer, her insides were such a mess, "I'm telling you, I wanna know, and I wanna know the truth- So help me, if he even touched you, his ass is mine-" she said,
"That's hardly the point- You've been screwing around probably since we got together- I think we need to not see eachother anymore-" he kicked the coffee table over, making her jump- he tended to break things when he was pissed, he pulled her to her feet by her wrist, looking her in the eye,
"Did you fuck that girlie boy ?" she was shaking,
"Jesse, you're hurting my wrist-"
"I want an answer Riss-" she tried to pull away, but his grip was too tight,
"Jesse, please, don't make this harder than it is-"
"What happened between Friday and today ? One day you're in love with me, the next I'm being accused of all kinds of shit and you wanna break up over rumors-" she shook her head, tears coming to her eyes,
"Jesse, it's not rumors anymore, I know you've been cheating, people have seen you- Just go, please-" he still had her wrist,
"I'm not going to let you do this to us-" she stared at him,
"So why don't we get Lynn & Derek over here and see what he has to say about it ?" now he frowned,
"What does Derek have to do with anything ?"
"I know all the guys in the band know what you've been up too ! Hell, maybe Lynn should take a look herself, Derek is probably screwing around on her too-"
"You need to sit down & chill out babe, you're freakin on me-" she shook her head,
"No, I know exactly what I'm saying, and you need to leave, I don't want to do this anymore-" he tightened his grip on her wrist,
"There is someone else, otherwise, you wouldn't be doing this- I'm going to fuck up your pretty boy and make him wish he'd never laid eyes on you-" he roughly pushed her back onto the couch and left the loft,
leaving his bags- she started crying, the struggle to keep her emotions hidden from him came pouring out-
when she had calmed down, she called Dea, to warn Bret, because she had no idea what Brets number was, Dea relayed the message to Bobby, who surprisingly,
was still "dating" Dea- after Carissa hung up, she curled up on the couch, not wanting to move-
Sometime later, Lynn showed up, knocking & walking on in, she found Carissa on the couch, asleep, still curled up, she touched her shoulder,
"Rissy-" Carissa jumped, scared, "Calm down girl ! It's just me ! What happened ? Jesse came over, blowing a fuse, and Dea called, what's going on ?" Carissa started crying again, Lynn pulled her close, "Hon, what happened ? Did you tell him about Bret ?" she shook her head, trying to control her tears,
"No, I told him we shouldn't see eachother anymore, because I know about the other girls-" she went over the whole thing, not mentioning his hurting her wrist, Lynn shook her head,
"He's ready to beat the shit out of your boyfriend-" Rissa corrected her,
"He isn't my boyfriend, we're just sort of dating-" Lynn rolled her eyes,
"Whatever it is, he's going to mess him up-"
"I called Dea & told her to make sure Bret knew-" Lynn shook her head,
"This isn't good, he's not going to let you go that easily-" Dea called,
"Hey Rissa, Bret's at work, so Bobby is trying to get thru to him, but he hasn't had any luck yet-" Carissa sighed,
"Well, they don't perform until Friday, maybe he won't se him before then-" Dea wasn't very helpful,
"All Jess has to do is ask around, every chick in Hollywood knows where they live-" Carissas heart sank,
"Where does Bret work ?" Dea asked Bobby,
"He works with Billy in downtown L.A., he doesn't remember the name of the company, but he can give directions to it-" she gave them to her, and Carissa told Lynn she was going to go warn Bret,
Lynn insisted on going with her, it wasn't exactly the best area of L.A.-
They puled into the yard of the company, Bret & Billy were throwing bags of cement in the back of trucks, they were sweaty & dirty, both their hair in pony tails, no shirts, pretty surprised to see the girls,
Bret came over, kissing Carissa,
"Baby, what the hell are you doing here ?" quickly, she gave him the low down, he smiled, shaking his head,
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine-" she was still worried,
"You don't know what he's like Bret, he means it when he says he's going to mess you up-" Bret smiled,
"Don't you think I can take care of myself ?" she half smiled,
"I don't know, Jesse is alot bigger, and I've seen him fight-" he kissed her again,
"It's ok baby, don't worry about it-" Billy came over & heard part of it, saying,
"Yeah, Bret's got back up should he need it, " Carissa said,
"I'd still feel better if you stayed somewhere else tonight-" Bret smiled,
"With you ?" her eyes got wide,
"Oh no way !! He's not taking the news of breaking up well-" Bret frowned,
"Meet me at Billy & Tish's tonight, we'll figure out what to do-" Billy wrote direstions down to their house, Bret kissed Carissa again and she & Lynn left-
Lynn told Rissa,
"Jesse's not going to stop until he finds him-" Carissa nodded,
"I know, but at least Bret has alot of friends-" Lynn gave her a look,
"So does Jesse, and most of them are bigger and rowdier-" Carissa nodded- Carissa didn't want to go home, knowing Jesse would end up back there when he couldn't find Bret-
She went to Dea's until it was time to meet up with Bret at Billy & Tishs-
She drove herself over, Bobby & Dea were hanging out by her pool (she lived in an apt. building),
Tish let Carissa in, telling her Bret was in the shower, Billy had already had one, and was sitting on the couch, drinking a beer, mesing with his bass- Tish told Carissa,
"He'll be doing that until Bobby takes his job back- He needs his own band, but he's just so damn picky-" he looked up,
"Stop telling her bullshit-" he looked at Carissa, "If you wanna get anywhere with this business, you need a good band,
not just any old fucker who can play guitar or knows words to a song-" Tish laughed and offered Rissa a beer, they went into the kitchen & sat at the table, Carissa told her about Jesse-
Bret came into the kitchen, his hair wet, Rissa thought he looked adorable- he came over & kissed her, asking how the rest of the day had gone, Tish went to the living room with Billy-


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