| G&G Chapter 4 |
| Marie was in her robe, just out of the shower when she heard a knock on her bedroom door. She tightened the robe and walked to the door. She swung it open, and was surprised to see Dhani standing there. She looked to the side, a little embarassed, just being in her robe. "Marie, did I catch you at a bad time?" he asked. She shook her head, and opened the door wider to let him in. He walked past her, and sat at her desk. "Did Sara send you here?" She asked with annoyance in her voice. "Oh, uh...no of course not. I just wanted to come by and see how you were holding up." He said quickly. She nodded her head slowly, knowing he was lying. "Dhani, I know you all too well. You told Sara you would take care of it. This isn't something you can fix for her." "I know," he said looking down. "I am really sorry to hear about Blake, he was a good guy. But if he didn't want to support you, then you deserve better." Marie had her head down, playing with the straps on her robe. "You know, Dhani, I always wonder, if maybe he is the one that deserved better." "Marie, don't talk like that." He looked at her, "You are good, his mistake, not yours. Believe me, you are a great girl, any guy would be lucky to have you." A tear rolled down her cheek. "You understand that?" She nodded, holding back her tears, as much as she could. Dhani enveloped her in a hug. "Now you wanna come with me, and we can go find Sara and Amit. You need to get out of here and stop feeling sorry for yourself. We have missed you." Dhani said gently. She wiped her face with the back of her hand. "Yeah, can you hang out while I get ready? I promise I will be quick. I just can't go out looking like this." She said, going to her closet and picking out a pair of jeans and a baby T. "No problem," He said sitting back down and folding his hands uncomfortably. "Great," She replied, walking into her bathroom. *** *** *** I sat once again on Amit's couch as he played Playstation, and awaited Dhani's news of how it went with Marie. After what seemed like hours, the door opened and I popped up. "Dha..."I was cut off, when I saw Marie walk in after him. She looked, tired. Her eyes swollen from crying. Her whole face a little puffy. Her hair was pulled back, and she wore very little makeup. I lowered my eyes to the ground when she looked at me. "Yo, Marie, how ya been babe?" Amit yelled, as he dropped his controller and got up to give her a hug. She tried to force a smile, but it wasn't believeable. He looked at her face. "Bad question, my fault." *** *** *** A couple weeks went by and things changes a lot. Somehow we talked Marie into staying, and we all movied into a house nearer to the recording studio in Los Angeles, about 20 minutes away from our homes. We began recording and rehersing for our first tour. Lacey remained a little sad but we tried to keep her mind off things as much as possible. We took her to the movies, took her shopping, we tried everything to keep her mind off of Blake. We kept busy most of the time. Thursday night rolled around and that meant only one thing: movie night. I got in my jeep and headed towards Dhani's house. As I walked up the front path to the door a familiar feeling came to me. This was the only normal thing I had done in the past few weeks. I stepped up to the front door but as I grabbed the handle it wouldn't turn. "Locked?!" I said to myself. Why was the door locked, Dhani never locked the door. I reached over to the wall and rang the doorbell. A petite blonde answered the door. "Hi Dinah," I said to his sister. "Oh, hi Sara," She said looking cunfused, "I thought you were out with Dhani." "Um, no he told me to come over here. You know, movie night" I answered her. "Oh yeah. Uh...earlier I saw him with some girl...I just assumed it was you..." Dinah said akwardly looking at her feet. "Oh.. um well thanks, I will talk to him later. Bye." I managed to swallow. I got into my car and sat there with my head against the steering wheel. "With ANOTHER girl" I thought. It killed me to think about that. But the more I thought about it the more it made sense. He had been gone a lot and had broken a lot of dates with me. Before my thoughts were complete, I welled up in tears. I drove home got into bed and cried myself to sleep. |