Chapter 41, Rewind, Remind |
Breanna walked out of her room and ran into Eve in their hallway. "Ouch!" Eve shouted, jumping up and down holding her arm. "Oh c'mon! That didn't hurt." Breanna teased. "Yes it did." Eve pouted while Breanna laughed. "You two beating each other up again?" Natasha yelled from downstairs. "Yeah, you know I take pleasure in hurting a pregnant woman." Breanna replied sarcastically as Natasha giggled to herself. "I am NOT pregnant." Eve stated. "Yes you are! You're married, it comes with the territory so get used to it." Breanna smiled at her friend. "I still don't think I'm pregnant." Eve and Breanna walked down the stairs together to the living room where Natasha was kicking back watching TV, more precisely, watching Nick in the video for 'I Want It That Way'. "I think you're pregnant." Natasha smiled towards Eve while Breanna nodded her head in agreement. "Couldn't you both find someone else to pick on?" Eve pleaded. "Nope. You're it. If someone else was pregnant, we'd pick on them. Last time I checked, my period ended last week so I'm not pregnant." Natasha looked at Breanna. "I haven't had sex with anyone but Howie so I'm sure as hell not pregnant." "What is up with the pregnancy talk anyway?" Eve shouted. She was going through heavy mood swings and that just happened to be one of them. "Okay, Eve, you're living in a world called 'Denial' while Nat and I live in a world called 'reality'. I really do suggest you join us." Breanna teased Eve. "Okay, fine. I'm pregnant. So fuckin' what?" Eve shouted. "You're pregnant?" Natasha asked in shock. Eve had been in denial for so long that Natasha was almost ready to believe that she really wasn't pregnant. Eve nodded her head. "Welcome to my world!" Breanna giggled as she threw her arms around Eve. Eve sighed and shook her head. "I'm pregnant. Oh my god! What do I do?" Breanna and Natasha laughed at their friend. "Well, you tell Kevin then you leave the tour! We don't want you here. You're an insurance problem." Breanna teased her friend.
It was their only day off for the rest of the week. Natasha, Eve, and Breanna decided to hang out and do nothing. They watched MTV and videos that they had taped during the tour. "So, Bree? You going to date what's-his-face?" Natasha asked out of nowhere. "Who?" Eve asked. "Martin asked her out on a date but she keeps turning him down." Natasha informed Eve. "Martin? That cute dancer on tour?" Eve asked in shock. She had developed a major crush on him. Almost as bad as the crush she had on AJ. Natasha nodded her head happily while Breanna shook her head no in frustration. "I'm not going to date anyone. Not for a long time." Eve looked at her friend and realized that she would probably never get over Howie and her pride kept her from going back to him. "Just go back to Howie. It's not that hard." Eve stated with little sympathy. She was tired of Breanna moping around the hotels they stayed in and the way she put little effort into her interviews. It was obvious she didn't want to give interviews because they always asked her if she was dating Howie. She always replied that it was a rumor and that they were friends but when interviewers tried to probe further, Breanna would become frustrated and walk out. She had a reputation for being difficult to interview. Not because she was a bitch but because she was private. She never let any interviewer get too close to her or know any more about her other than she was born in Southern California and that she was 23. She was tight lipped about everything except for her music and the tour.
Breanna sat watching TV with the rest of the girls when she noticed that it was already night. She wanted to talk to her brother but she knew that he was probably out with the guys so she decided to call her house. "I'm going to go check my machine" she stated as she got up and walked to her room. She dialed her phone number slowly and sat waiting for the inevitable message. "Hey you've reached Bree and D. We're not in obviously so just leave a message." She heard Howie's voice with her giggling in the background. No one had really been home in a year so Howie hadn't changed the message yet. She dialed in her passcode and waited. Five messages but all for Howie. Breanna sighed and hung up. "I really need to look for a place. Maybe I'll just stay with Lex." She commented to herself.
When Breanna and Howie broke up, they were in Tampa at the end of the guys US tour. She was getting ready to kick off her promotional tour in Europe the next day and decided to end it right then and there. Breanna looked back to six months earlier and realized that Alexei was right. She had made the worst mistake of her life.
She laid on her bed watching TV when her phone rang. "Why does it seem that the phone rings *all* the time?" She growled out as she answered it. "What do you want and this better be good!" She shouted. The man on the other line was taken aback but recovered quickly. "Hi, Bree, I mean Shy?" He asked quietly. "Yeah? Who is this?" "It's Chris...from Jive?" He replied. Breanna sighed and giggled. "Sorry, it's been a long tour." "My sympathies!" He stated in his slight English accent. "So, what news do you have for me? You guys already have me working like a dog." She laughed. "No, no work for you. I was in town and wanted to see how you were doing. Congratulations on the Grammy, by the way." He added. Breanna sat on her bed thinking about the Grammy win but it didn't seem like that big of a deal. "Thanks. Oh, congratulations yourself! I heard you're CEO of Jive now." He laughed again. "Yes, but I would rather have a Grammy." This time she laughed. "Heh, I'd rather be a CEO." "We should reverse careers, don't you think?" She laughed again. "Yes! Let's do it." "No, we can't. But we can do lunch tomorrow if you'd like." She thought about his offer. "It's probably just for business. Why the hell not? And if it isn't for business, I need to move on with my life. Gotta start somewhere." She kept thinking about it for a few seconds as Chris waited patiently on the other line. "Okay, I'd love to have lunch tomorrow." "Great! I know where you're staying so I'll pick you up around 1?" Breanna glanced around her room and spotted her closet and the pastel blue dress she had hanging in it. "Sounds great! See you in the lobby at one. Thanks, Chris! Goodnight!" Breanna hung up the phone and looked up to see Eve staring at her from the doorway, her arm against her stomach. "Baby kicking yet?" She joked as she got off the bed to walk towards her closet. "Noooooo. Who was that?" Eve asked, following her friend to her closet. "Who was what?" Breanna asked back. "You know what I'm talking about. On the phone!" She demanded. "Chris. CEO of Jive. Lunch tomorrow. Get over it." Breanna stated sarcastically. Eve huffed chasing Breanna around her room as Breanna searched for different things to wear for lunch the next day.
"Eve! What do you want?" Breanna was annoyed. "What are you doing? Going on a date with someone? What about Howie, Bree?" "Too many questions, Eve! What am I doing? I'm looking for something nice to wear tomorrow. Going on a date? No, it's called lunch. What about Howie? What ABOUT Howie. He's in LA and I'm in Paris. Remember Eve, we broke up?" Eve was flabbergasted. It looked like Breanna was just going to move on without Howie in her life. "Bree, Howie was made for you! You two are soulmates. You two got along a lot better than Kevin and I do, and Kev and I are married expecting our first child! I've never seen two people more in love and you're going to throw it all away because of a fuckin' tour schedule? Do you see me doing that? I'm touring with you but I'm still married having a baby. Do you see Natasha doing that with Nick? She's touring with you also. Why are you doing this? You're making a big mistake!" By the time Eve was done shouting she was on the floor crying for her friend. "Geez, pregnant women!" Breanna shouted helping Eve up off the floor. "Eve, do me a favor. Try to act like your husband does. He listens and he gives advice but not once has he ever tried to get me to go back to Howie. I know he wants me to go back to him but he doesn't pressure me. He wants me to make my own decisions and if I fall on my face he'll be there for me. Just please, leave me alone. If we are meant to be, it will work out in the end. I know it will. Just, leave it alone, k?" Breanna asked wiping the tears away from Eve's face. Eve nodded her head and placed her arm over her stomach again. "4 months." Eve muttered. "What?" Breanna asked, unable to hear what Eve said. "I said 4 months. I'm 4 months pregnant, going on five. It's a girl. I'm going to bed, goodnight." Breanna's chin dropped to the floor as she saw Eve walking out of her room. Natasha stood slightly off to the side of the door looking back and forth between Breanna and Eve. She pushed her blond hair back out of her face as she exhaled deeply. "Remind me to never tour with you guys again. This is too emotional!" She joked. Breanna nodded her head as she squeezed her bottom lip with her index finger and thumb. "I'm going to bed. Nighty night, Nat!"
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