Chapter Twenty Five

My eyes flushed opened. AJ was sitting next to me. I blinked a couple of times. AJ Mclean. After Brian had broken up with me. After Nick had slept with me. AJ of all people managed to keep in touch with me. He called me every other day and even treated me to dinner twice. AJ was the one who was there for me

“Hey baby…how are you feeling?” He asked me looking into my eyes.

“Terrible…” I said. I clutched my stomach.

“My baby…” I whispered. AJ held my hand tighter

“I know this is hard…Just remember…there are people who love you,”

“My baby!!” I said louder this time. I started crying really bad. Out of control. I had lost my baby.

“Emily…” AJ rarely used my name. I was either Panda or ‘baby’. I looked at him

“It’s gonna be okay,” AJ said. I nodded. I know it was gonna be ok. I was ready for it. I was completely over Brian Thomas Littrell.



In the Waiting Room

“Brian…please don’t be mad…” Nick said.

“I’m not mad anymore Nick. I just miss her real bad, why did you sleep with her?”

“She was in pain…I just really like her…” Nick said

“Yeah…I miss her so much,”

“You guys are such bastards!” Lisa practically spit out those words

“What?” Brian turned his head

“Oh…yeah Frick and Frack. I hate this crap! Oh yeah man….I miss her, I love her. God damnit Brian! Why can’t you actually show her? DO you know how much hell you’ve put her through?” Lisa told Brian about the fan encounter that happened. She told him about her not eating. She told him almost everything

Brian got up

“I need to talk to her,” he said.

Nick didn’t follow. He knew this was private.

Brian entered the hospital room. Emily was softly whispering to AJ. They both looked up in surprise as Brian knocked on the door.

“Can I talk to Emily?” Brian asked AJ. AJ shrugged

“Sure man…” AJ got up. He kissed me on the cheek. I didn’t want him to go. I truly didn’t want AJ to leave.

Brian sat down next to me. I turned away

“How are you feeling?” he asked softly.

“Fine,”

“I’m sorry that you lost your baby,”

“I’m sorry too,”

“I heard about that night with those fans too,”

“Great people aren’t they?”

“Why are you doing this to yourself?”

“I have hobbies, don’t you?”

“Emily…please talk to me,” “I

am

talking,”

Brian sighed “I’ve been incredibly miserable every time I’m alone. I can’t stop thinking about you,”

“Should I be taking notes? Or are you recording this down so you can play it to me next time?”

“I was so worried when I heard what happened to you,”

“Somebody who cares! WONDERFUL!"

“Emily…please don’t make me feel any worse,”

I finally turned around. For once, I had no sympathy for Brian.

“Feel any worse? Of course not Brian! I would never! Me? Make Brian of teeny bopper band Backstreet boys feel bad? Oh my god! I would never!” I shrieked.

“Emily! Please stop!” Brian was really hurt. I could tell by the look on his face. I didn’t care.

“I loved you, I couldn’t eat, sleep and drink without your image popping up in my mind. There was never a day when I never thought of you! I thought we would be together forever Brian!”

“Emily…I always thought that my career came first,”

“Oh Brian…little Brian. Of course money comes before love,” “…But now I realize who’s really important to me…I love you Emily. This time I’m for real. I know it will take awhile for you to forgive me…”

“It will take an eternity to forgive you. That is if I ever plan to forgive at all,” I gritted my teeth,

“I love you so much Emily. I would never hurt you…”

“News flash!” I cried out.

Brian felt the bulge in his pocket that had been bothering him for so long. He took out a box.

“Brian…” my voice was hoarse by now. “Please leave…I don’t want to ever speak or see you again,” This time I really meant it. I didn’t want to ever see Brian again.

Brian nodded. Tears filled his eyes. As well as my own. He placed a small box in my hand and left the room.