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Chapter 19

Abe stretched and moved around the hotel room. She had been sitting at the computer for over an hour catching up on emails and things. Taking her seat again, she opened a bottled water. Drinking, she read over her email to her best friend.

Hey Chely,

Glad to know Tim survived dinner with your clan! So now, he has to pass the Grandma test. I suggest you not have s-e-x until after you leave Grandma's. I mean it's your first time together. Even I couldn't do the nasty and look your Grandmother in the face. LMAO I'd be too afraid she would know. Remember your are her "Angel". I'll stop now.

Spain was cool. The Villa was amazing! You would love it. Make Tim take you on your honeymoon. How very "While You Were Sleeping" would that be?

They must put something in the water there, because some of the other Backstreet Boys acknowledged my presence. Don't know about you, but it shocked the hell out of me. LOL

Howie and his girlfriend Lee invited me shopping. It was fun. They�re nice. I saw some beautiful things, but didn't buy anything. You know how I am, so don't even fuss. It was on the 4th. We came back to a picnic and fireworks. Howie actually forced me to come out of my room and sit with them at dinner. Okay, he didn't force me, but he did come get me. I think Lee made him. AJ even sat with us.

I guess it's time to tell you about Abe's most embarrassing moment. Nick threw me in the pool. He actually got me part way off the ground and pushed me in. I could have died. Chely it was horrible. I was in my jeans and T-shirt. I was just watching everyone goofing off. They all looked so good, and then you had me � the blob. Anyway, I think I did pretty good at playing it cool. I just got out of the pool and walked in the house�excuse me Villa (ha!ha!).

Nick was sweet. He came and checked on me�apologized and everything. Of course, Angelica had to follow him into the house. She said she needed more suntan lotion on her back. Yuck! Also I don't know what happened, but he clued in on Tony. We talked after the fireworks. He came to my room and apologized for Tony. He also got weird about me spending time with Howie and Lee. He's such a dork sometime. LOL

I think he was just getting antsy about getting to Stockholm. He made a call on the way to the hotel to some girl named Isabelle. They are getting together tonight. Tony made some comment about staying in his room when they get back from the club. Pat looked at Nick and the boy actually blushed. He said they were just friends. Tony then said friends with benefits. So yippee. Glad I'm not sharing the suite with him anymore.

I've stepped into the Twilight Zone. Nick, Isabelle, Tony and the MainXpress girls are going out to a place called Opera Caf�. They talked me into going with them. That's right your bestest friend has lost her ever lovin' mind! Actually, Howie and Lee are going too, so hopefully it won't be so bad.

Anyway, I have to get ready for this evening. Another evening where I sit in the corner and watch everyone. Where is my Patrick Swayze�"No one puts Baby in a corner." Oh that's right, I'm Abe, not Baby. It's an attempt at humor.

I will talk to you soon.

Love ya,

Abe

An hour later, Abe was looking at her reflection. She was wearing the same outfit she had worn to the club with Nick and Mike. Both the patriotic themed shirt and black pants were looser on her. She scrunched up her eyes to study her reflection. Then relaxing her eyes, she tipped her chin down to look up in the mirror. She fluffed her hair around her face. Sighing, she shook her head. Nope she was still her. She was trying to figure out an excuse not to go, when they knocked. Before she could even form a sentence, she was pulled out the door.

She moved to the back corner of the elevator. Unfortunately, Nick stood beside her with Isabelle in front of him. Abe gave the girl a sideways glance. Yep, that's what a Swedish swimsuit model looks like; long blond hair, long shapely legs, beautiful face and body. A lump was pushing its way up Abe's throat and her eyes were stinging. She dug her nails into her palms trying to get her emotions under control. It was bad enough being around MainXpress, Leighanne and Lee every day, but this model was an even bigger example of what Abe wasn't and would never be. There was no getting out of this. No, she had to suck it up and go.

The elevator doors opened and she exited with the group. With each step she took, she retreated into herself. The part of her brain that registered the pain she was feeling was ignored. As strong as the desire was to run, the desire to not let them see her vulnerable was stronger. No she would go and far as they were concerned she was just the same old Abe they always knew. They would never get to see inside her. For them to see that would break her and Abe learned a long time ago about how never to be broken.

Nick introduced Abe and Isabelle in the car on the way to the club. Everyone was in high spirits. The paparazzi were outside the club and flashes went off like crazy when the photographers saw who exited the car. Pat made sure Abe stayed with the group. They were quickly ushered into the VIP section. The drinks were flowing. Abe decided to do a couple of shots. Nick watched her, surprised, but soon his buzz was going and Isabelle had his full attention. The group moved to the dance floor, pulling Abe with them. She never really danced, so of course she was stiff. A slow song came on she found she was the only one without a partner and eased herself off the floor. The waitress came by the table and she ordered water, because she was feeling the liquor.

Around Midnight, Howie and Lee said goodnight and headed back to the hotel, but promised to send the car back. Soon Abe found herself pulled to the dance floor again. She was moving to the music with her eyes closed. She heard Tony chuckle, opening her eyes she saw Angelica mimicking her. Abe smiled and shrugged, playing it off. When the song finished, she excused herself to get another drink, instead she headed for the bathroom. She was inside a stall when the outside door opened. She heard laughter she instantly recognized. She sat very still and waited. She just couldn't walk out there now. Not after what the girl had done on the dance floor.

"So you're group is opening for Nick," asked an accented voice.

Abe now knew who walked in with Angelica.

"Yes. We've been so lucky and they've been good to us."

"They are nice."

"So how long have you and Nick been a couple," asked Angelica, trying to be casual.

"Oh we aren't a couple�not anymore."

"That's cool."

"Yes. Right now our careers just make it too difficult."

"I hear ya."

"So Angelica may I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Who is this girl working for Nick?"

"You mean AB?"

"Yes AB. What a strange name for a girl."

"She's a strange girl."

"Nick calls her Abe, like she's some boy."

"Well did you look at her? She looks more like a boy than a girl."

Isabelle laughed and said, "Angelica, that is not true. She looks like a girl. A large girl, but a girl none the less."

"Come on and say it. She's huge. If I were that fuckin' fat, I'd have to kill myself."

"Stop," giggled Isabelle. "I guess she's a good choice to work with Nick."

"Yeah no chance of Nick being attracted to big mama. Although I wouldn't be surprised if she has a crush on him."

"Oh no! Maybe I will have to ask him about that," said Isabelle.

Both girls stopped talking and left the bathroom, when another patron entered. Abe remained in the stall for a minute. She didn't cry. She was too numb to cry. She quickly exited the bathroom. As she walked up to the table, she saw Angelica whispering to Tony, when they saw her they both burst out laughing. Abe knew she had a small amount of time before she lost it. She walked up to the table and leaned over to whisper into Tony's ear.

"Tonight you�ve won." Pulling back, she saw his smirk and fought hard to not smack if off his face. Turning to Nick she said, "Nick, I'm calling it a night."

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah. I'll grab a cab."

"Wait Pat will go with you."

Holding up her hand to wave Pat off, she said, "No. I'm going to have the doorman get me a cab. I'm fine. See you tomorrow. Night."

Nick held her gaze for a moment and saw that same not fine look he had seen after he threw her in the pool. He knew she wasn't fine, but also knew she wasn't going to tell him.

"Night Abe."

As she headed for the door, Nick asked, "hey man, what'd she say to you?"

"To watch after you," said Tony with a smile. Handing Nick a shot, he ordered, "drink up!"


Chapter 20

AJ and Marcus were in the hotel lobby after returning from shooting pool. He was signing some autographs for a few of the fans, who had been waiting all night. As he posed for a picture, he saw Abe come in. He called to her, but she never looked up. He and Marcus exchanged looks. He heard the elevator bell and watched her step inside. Just as the doors slid close, she looked up. Even from where he was standing, he could see tears streaked down her face. He quickly extricated himself for the group of fans and got her room number from the front desk.

Abe entered her room and headed straight for the room service menu. She called down and ordered a cheeseburger, fries and a fudge brownie sundae with extra chocolate sauce on the side. Hanging up, she went to her duffel bag and pulled out a large bag of chips and a couple of candy bars. Next, she hit the mini bar for a Coke. Her tears never slowed. She turned on the TV and stared blankly at a program she didn't understand. She was eating her second candy bar when someone knocked. She assumed it was room service and opened the door. When she saw AJ and Marcus, she gasped then started to cry in earnest. She couldn�t stop if she tried.

Marcus said, "call if you need me."

"I will man."

AJ gently turned her around and guided her back into the room, letting the door close behind them. Sitting her on the couch, he ran into the bathroom for tissue. He returned to find her eating chips and back to quiet tears. She took the tissues offered.

Swiping at her nose, she said, "thanks."

"What's wrong sweetie?"

"Nothing."

AJ gave her a look.

"It doesn't matter."

"Sure it does."

"No it doesn't," she snapped.

"Why?"

"Because it's just me being stupid."

"Please tell me what's wrong."

"No," she said emphatically.

"Why?"

"Because you don't care."

"Yes I do."

"No you don't, which is fine."

"Damn it! Tell me!"

She looked at him for a minute then let loose. "Everything is the matter! Everything's been so hard. I know I took this job and I'm not sorry I took it. It's just that I'm all alone here. I�m in the middle of huge traveling crowd and I'm alone. I don't fit in anywhere. I used to fit in with the crew, but I wanted to do something different. Push myself. Well now that I'm apart of the management side, the crew won't talk to me. Did you know I have a friend on the crew? Well he was a friend, but he can't talk to me because the other guys harass him. Those other guys won't give me the time of day. They don't know where I come from and they don't give a damn. I'm management so I'm off limits. The funny thing is I don't belong on this side either. There's no place I fit in, pardon the pun. I mean until a couple of days ago none of you talked to me. I talked to Nick and that was pretty much it. Unless you needed something, which was rare. AJ, I'm in Europe for the first time in my life. Until I went shopping with Howie and Leigh, I hadn't been out in any place we've been. I don't have anyone to do things with. And�and�Tony hates my guts, because he thinks I cost Mike his job. It doesn't matter that Mike is hooking up with us tomorrow. He doesn't like the changes in Nick and he can't blame him, so he blames me. He thinks I messing with the life he's become accustom too. Let us not forget about Angelica. The one who said I was her best friend, because she thought I could get her hooked up with Nick. Her claws have come out since she figured out I can't make it happen. Not like I would if I could. So, this brings us to tonight. They all insist I go to Opera Caf� with them. I think it won't be so bad. Howie and Leigh are going and they�re nice to me. Of course, there's Nick's Swedish Swimsuit model. I'm the before picture of everything you don't want to look like and she�s perfection. All bets were off and it was open season on AB Cavett once Howie and Leigh left. And to top it all off I can't dance."

He paused, making sure she was finished. "Wow! That's a lot of nothing."

"See I told you."

Just then, there was another knock.

"Expecting company," asked AJ.

"Yes."

Abe opened the door. The bellhop placed the tray on the table. She tipped him and he was out the door without a word. Closing the door, she turned to see AJ checking out the food.

"Hungry?"

"No, but don't you know this is what fat people do. We eat," she snapped.

"Why do you keep putting yourself down?"

"Like eating, its something fat people do. They put themselves down before someone else can."

"Well, I don't like it."

"I'd rather me say it, instead of someone else."

"Is that what happened tonight?"

Abe wouldn't look at him, only nodded. "I know I'm being a whiney ass. Really AJ, it's okay. I'll be fine in the morning. You can go now. Thanks for checking on me. Please don't say anything to anyone."

"Hold up. You aren't getting rid of me that fast."

"I know you're tired and I'm fine. Thanks for listening to my bullshit."

"It is not bullshit."

"Don't worry about it. It's my issue. I'll deal with it."

He crossed the room and forced her to look at him.

"Most of this can't be dealt with tonight. Besides, I'm the last person to be giving advice on how to straighten out your life. Shit I'm doing better, but I still don't have mine straight. The one thing I can do is teach you how to dance."

"Are you out of your mind," she asked.

"I ask myself the same question every damn day," he said with a chuckle. "Look if it's one thing I know how to do, its dance. Come my girl, you have just been enrolled as the first student of the McLean School of Dance."

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"No I'm not and you are cute when you blush." Turning serious, he said, "Abe trust me. This won't hurt a bit."

Biting her bottom lip, she nodded her consent. AJ grabbed the TV remote and flipped through channels until he found MTV Europe. An old Mariah Carey video came on. It was a nice mid-tempo song.

Standing in front of Abe, AJ said, "Okay first things first, take a deep breath and let it out slowly."

Abe did as instructed. AJ took her hands in his and shook out some of the tension in her arms.

"Now mirror me," he said, shifting his weight from side to side. Once she relaxed, he said, "Good. Now do this with your hips."

He was moving his from side to side. Soon he had her swaying to the music.

"Guess what Abe?"

"What?"

"You're dancing."

"AJ," she retorted. "This is swaying, not dancing!"

"Oh yeah," he questioned, before pulling her closer.

The song had changed to a ballad. AJ placed an arm around Abe's waist and pulled her even closer. They continued to sway to the music. He slow began moving them in a circle.

"Believe me Abe, this is dancing."

"Oh," she said, quietly.

As the song ended, he said, "end of lesson one. We have the show tomorrow night, but we will continue to work on this. I expect you to be ready for lesson two."

"You don't have to AJ."

"I know, but I want to."

"Really?"

"Really. You're helping me too."

"I am?"

"Sure are. If I'm teaching you how to dance, then I won't be tempted to start partying again."

Just then, they heard a group of people laughing as they moved down the hall. Simultaneously, the door to the room next door closed and music with a thumping bass pulsed through the wall.

"Nicky's home," joked he.

"Yes he is."

"Damn I wonder if my music is that loud."

They looked at either and said, "probably."

Laughing, he said, "well, I guess I'll call it a night."

"Okay," replied Abe, she glanced at the tray on the table. "Oh God! My food!"

"What about it?"

"I forgot about it. Now it's going to be gross."

"Then don't eat it."

"But it's a waste of food and money."

"Not really, when you think about it. You started to give in to your impulse, but then your attention was diverted so you didn't eat it. I think this is a good thing. May I take it out with me?"

"Yeah," she said on a sigh.

Picking up the tray, he stated, "this is a good thing."

"I know."

She opened the door and he sat the tray outside. Standing up he gave her a quick hug.

"Remember, the next night off is lesson two."

"Right."

"Don't worry about all the other stuff. It will work out."

"I hope so."

"I know so. Night."

"Night AJ."


Chapter 21

"Aerosmith, India Arie, Pat Benatar, Garth Brooks, Creed, Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, Eagles, Kirk Franklin, G Lovin' & Special Sauce, Hayseed Dixie, Heart, Don Henley, Linkin' Park, Amanda Marshall, Dave Mathew's Band, Martina McBride, Newsboys, POD, Jill Scott, Third Day, Chely Wright, Country Mix, It's Alive Mix, Rock Mix, Kitchen Sink Mix. This is it?"

"Is what it?"

"Abe, these are all the CD's you have?"

"No AJ. I have others at home."

"I don't believe it," he exclaimed.

"What is your problem?"

"You don't have us," he stated, glaring at her.

She laughed, "That's your problem."

"Well yeah. You work for us and you don�t have our CD."

"I get to hear you all the time."

"It's not the same," he argued.

"No, its better."

"You got me there, but Abe, it ain't right."

"Sorry. Why are you looking in there anyway?"

"I'm looking for something to dance to."

"You were serious about the dancing thing?"

"Absolutely, now get your ass up" he ordered.

"AJ," she whined.

Taking a snooty tone, he said, "Whining doesn't become you Anna Bella Cavett."

Abe growled and AJ laughed. It was three nights after the first dance lesson. They were in Denmark. In the last three days, Abe had withdrawn from everyone. She was still helping Nick, but she was distant even with him.

She was surprised when AJ showed up for the second dance lesson. He walked in carrying a boom box and asking where her CD's were. Now he was wiggling his slim hips to Jill Scott. Gliding over, he pulled her off the bed. As he started to guide her through a simple box step, she stepped on his foot.

"Oh God! AJ, I'm so sorry," she exclaimed, pulling up on the waist of her pants.

"It's okay Abe. Do me a favor though, lose the combat boots."

"They're not combat boots," she retorted.

"Close enough."

Abe stuck her tongue out at him and he chuckled.

"Don't suppose you have any shoes with heels?"

"What kind of heels?"

"You know, pumps or something."

"Please, AJ. Do I look like a person who would have those kind of shoes?"

"Sure. Why not? You're a girl."

"I'm not that kind of girl."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Nothing. Nevermind. I don't have those shoes, so guess the lesson is over. Thanks for trying to help me learn how to dance."

He had watched her say all of this while moving across the room to the boom box, which she turned off. She removed her CD and was now trying to hand the boom box to AJ.

"Woah," he said, holding up his hands. "What just happened here?"

"Nothing. It was nice of you to try and help me learn how to dance. I'm just not meant to dance."

"Why not?"

"Cause not I�m like other girls."

"How ya figure?"

"Don't worry about it, AJ. I'm going to bed now. You can go have fun."

"Sit," he ordered, taking the boom box from her and sitting it back on the credenza. "I said sit."

She flopped down on the bed.

"Its okay that you don't have shoes with heels. We can get you some. Stop shaking your head no. I don't understand what's going on here. Ya gotta help me."

"I'm not a girly girl. I'm not like other girls."

"What does that mean? What are you then?"

"I'm just me."

"And???"

"And�I don't know."

He stood up again and pulled her with him. He positioned them so she was standing in front of him facing the mirror over the credenza.

"What," she asked, looking at him in the mirror.

"Tell me what you see."

"I see you."

"You see me," he asked, stunned.

"Yes! Are you going to show me some dance step?"

He stared at her reflection in the mirror for a moment. His purpose had been to make her tell him how she saw herself. He expected most of it to be negative. He never expected the answer he got. She didn't see herself in the mirror. Now she was looking down and fidgeting, pulling up her pants. For the first time, he realized she had lost weight. Her clothes were baggy on her.

"Ya got a belt?"

Her head shot up. "A belt?"

"Yeah. To keep those pants up."

"No. Never needed one. So are you going to show me some dance thing?"

"Not right now."

"Oh," she said, disappointment apparent in her voice.

She really did want to learn, but was scared of looking stupid. Looking at his watch, he moved over to the phone in the room.

"Marcus can you come down to Abe's room? Yeah get a car. See you in ten." Hanging up, he turned to her and said, "Get your shoes back on."

"Where are we going?"

"Shopping. The stores are still open."

"Shopping?"

"Yes, shopping. We're getting you some new dancing shoes. Don't even think about arguing."

*******

She did argue or rather fussed, but still found herself trying on shoes. They had argued back and forth until she relented and agreed on black pumps. He had picked out pairs with 1", 2" and 3" heels. Currently she was trying on the 3" heels. He watched her stand up slowly. She hadn't been lying when she said she never wore heels. As she straightened, the height of the heels coupled with the slope of the shoes caused her to pitch forward. Luckily, he caught her before she took a header into a display.

"You laugh AJ and I swear you will find these shoes, heels first, in a place you don't want. You too, Marcus!"

Marcus swallowed the laugh threatening to spill out. "Never, Abe."

"You want to try walking in them," asked AJ, the corners of his mouth twitching as he fought a smile.

"Actually, I was thinking of jogging," she replied in a dry tone.

"Okay," answered AJ, letting go of her hands long enough for her to start toppling.

She exclaimed, "Lying. I was lying!"

"Let's try walking."

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow," she said with each step.

"I get it. Go back to the chair."

"No."

She sat down in the middle of the floor and took the shoes off. Marcus' deep laugh filled the small shop. Rubbing her feet, she looked up at AJ and grinned. Shaking his head, he picked up the shoes, placing them back in their box. She stood beside him, wiggling her toes. He rolled his eyes.

She picked up a box and said, "So, the one inch heels it is."

"Go pay."

After a moment, he joined her holding the boxes containing the other two pairs of shoes. She paid for her shoes. She turned to leave, but him handing the boxes to the salesperson made her pull up short.

"What are you doing?"

"Buying shoes."

"For?"

"You."

"I have mine right here," she said, holding the bag up level with his face. "It may not be pretty, but I can make it across the floor in these."

"They are your starter pair. We will work you up to the bad boys," he answered, signing the receipt. He put a finger to her lips to silence her. "It's done. Now let's go back to the hotel."

********

The three walked back into the lobby to find, security had cleared the place out and was keeping the few fans with rooms there at bay. The elevator doors opened to reveal Nick and the whole gang, including Isabelle.

"Hey!"

"Hey Nicky. You guys going out?"

"Yeah. What have you guys been doin?"

"Shopping," answered AJ, holding up the bags.

"Abe you went shopping," asked Angelica.

"Yes."

"What did you buy?"

"Some shoes."

"That's all you could find in your size," she asked.

"Angelica," scolded Vanessa.

"Bet we could find a muzzle that fits your mouth," retorted AJ.

"Y'all have fun," said Abe, stepping in the elevator.

"Do you want to come with us," asked Nick, looking from AJ to Abe.

"I'm going to bed," replied Abe.

"Thanks for the invite Nicky, but I'm staying in."

"Okay."

AJ and Marcus joined Abe in the elevator. Nick and Abe locked eyes. Abe was surprised to see hurt in Nick's eyes as the door closed.

"Marcus, I'm heading up to Abe's," stated AJ, as the doors opened to his floor.

"Okay. Night."

"Night."

"Night Marcus. Why are you going up with me?"

"We have more work tonight."

"Work?"

"You're going to practice walking."

"AJ!"

Marcus laughed as he heard her whining even through the closed elevator doors.


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