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| Chapter Fourteen ... A hurting mind in need of emotion...Don't go and break my fragile heart... Leighanne brushed a hand through her perfectly curled blonde hair, "Do I need an excuse to see my husband?" she said. "Um, well no." Nick stumbled over his words; Leighanne was never usually this harsh with him. First Brian and Anabella are acting strange, and now Leighanne, was there a conspiracy to make him lose his mind or something? Leighanne sighed, "I'm sorry Nick, it's just been a very long flight, and I'm tired and I just want to see Brian. I didn't mean to bite your head off, I'm sorry." she apologized. "It's ok Leigh, come on, let's go surprise Rok." they walked down the hall towards Nick's room. " Our rooms are joint rooms, come on. He's going to be so surprised." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Brian!" Anabella laughed. " Come on now, you have to get dressed, don't we all have a meeting this morning?" Brian just groaned and pulled Anabella closer to him. " It's not until eleven, possibly twelve 'cause Nicky's never on time." "Brian Thomas, it's almost ten thirty, we should really get going." Anabella scolded him. "Fine." he sighed, "Wanna take a shower?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. "Oh dear Lord, WHAT am I going to do with you?" Anabella laughed. "Kissssssssss me." "Now why would I want to do that?" " Because I'm cute and sexy and you can't help yourself." She thought that over for a few seconds, "Yeah, you're right." she said, before she leaned over and gently kissed him on the lips. He brought his hands up to her face and through her hair as the kiss intensified. Everything felt right with the world in these moments, and he felt extrememly happy just lying there with her. Everything was making sense to him, or rather, he wasn't thinking about anything, anything but her that is. " BRIAN THOMAS LITTRELL WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" Brian immediately broke away from Anabella. He couldn't believe it. She was here. WHY was she here? She was the last person on the earth that he wanted to see. He would rather be stuck in a fiery pit with *NSYNC, Britney Spears and Marilyn Manson at a karaoke night then have her here. " What are you doing here?" he asked in a cold voice, sounding none like his own. "Well, Brian the last time I checked, I was still your wife. A wife whose husband doesn't return her calls, or even call to make sure she's ok." "Oh Leighanne, you're fine. You wouldn't let anything get in the way of what YOU want." he mumbled. "Brian, what is going on?" Nick demanded. "Yeah, Brian." Anabella added. Brian turned to see Anabella; nervously twisting the covers around her fingers...he had completely forgotten she was there. How could he explain to her about Leighanne? How could he explain anything? "Brian, who is this?" Leighanne asked, her face full of disgust. " Some groupie you picked up to make me jealous?" "Leighanne, you stop that right now-" Brian began. "Excuse me, but I have a name, and I would like it if you would not refer to me as a 'groupie'." Anabella interrupted. "Sorry, honey. I'm just trying to figure out who my husband is screwing." she replied nastily. "Well, Leigh. You've been to busy with other things, haven't you?" he said. “Wait, Brian.” Anabella said, the reality of the conversations finally sinking in. “You’re married?” she looked at him in disbelief. She couldn’t believe that this sweet, innocent Brian she felt herself falling for was married. She had just slept with a married man. What the hell was going on here? Brian’s eyes clouded over, “Bella,” he said reaching for her arm. “ DON’T call me Bella! Don’t TOUCH me!” she exclaimed, pulling away out of his grasp. “Don’t even come NEAR me!” “Bella let me explain-“ “Explain WHAT!” she interrupted, “How you decided to pretend you actually liked me, just so you could SLEEP with me!” “Brian!” Nick exclaimed. “You slut!” Leighanne hissed at Anabella. “Don’t you dare even speak to her that way Leighanne!” Brian said. “She’s more the lady than you will EVER be!” He turned quickly to Anabella, “It’s not what it seems.” he pleaded with her, his blue eyes clouding with tears. “Oh, then what is it exactly Brian?” her voice trembled. He couldn’t. He couldn’t just whisper magic words at make this all gone. How he wanted to, but couldn’t. He simply held his head down. Avoiding eye contact with everyone. How did everything get so messed up? He couldn’t look his own wife in the eyes, and he had just lied to a woman he just met, and he slept with her. What was happening to him? |
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