| "I'll be right back." She called over her shoulder as she walked into the bathroom. She washed her face and threw on her pajamas. When she returned JC was watching a movie. He was sitting on the floor and fighting his eyes to stay open. She laid down on the bed and watched a little bit of the movie. In no time at all she was fast asleep. JC tucked her in and kissed her forehead. "Good night." He walked into his room and changed into his pajamas. He had made sure she safely made it to bed now it was his turn. He climbed into his bed and fell asleep. At about two he was awoken when Lance, Chris, and Joey returned. They all changed and got right into bed. They had to wake up early. They had a radio show in the morning, then rehearsal, then sound check, and finally a concert. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tiffany awoke when she heard Justin come into the room. He took of his shirt and laid down with her. She snuggled up to him and noticed the time. She blinked a few times to make sure she had seen the alarm clock correctly. Six in the morning? She didn't say anything. She thought he may have been dragged all over town by Britney. She smelt something familar. She took a deeper breath to try to figure out what it was. It was sex, she could smell it on him. She quietly fought back tears and rolled to the other side of the bed. She thought he may get the hint and leave her alone. She hated confirtation. He knew she knew. He reached out for her and rubbed her back. "I love you, Angel." He pushed his limits. "You have a damn funny way of showing it." She shot back. If he was going to push, she was going to push twice as hard. She hated confirtation but she wouldn't back down. "Baby lemme explain." He said trying to pull her closer to him. "No need to, I don't want to hear it." "Baby I.." "Baby? I don't give a fuck. But obviously you do." She stood up and walked to her suit case. She pulled out her clothes for the day. She figured she wouldn't be getting any sleep and might as well take a shower. "That was mean." "That was mean? What I said was mean? And what you did wasn't?" She stared at him for a moment. She wondered who it had been. Most likely Britney, but she wasn't sure of that. "I know, but I have to tell you something. When.." "You were fucking another girl?" She added. "Yeah, when...." "Then I don't want to hear it. I will be leaving tomorrow." "No, please don't. Just listen to me." "I did that once. And look where it got me. I am not listening to you agian. I am going home. I will not give you another chance to hurt me." She walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower. She shed few tears. She told herself to wait until she got home and she was alone. She had to put on a strong face and not let Justin see her sad. She dryed off and got dressed. She towel dryed her hair and let it fall to her shoulders. She walked back into the room to find Justin hadn't left yet. I thought I got the point across. Oh, well let him stay. Whatever floats his boat. She picked up the phone and asked the front desk to connect her to the airport. "Hello, I need a ticket to Orlando, today if that is possible, oh, no that won't be necassary, thank you anyway, bye bye." She hung up the phone and thought for a minute. All the planes were booked up for today. She wasn't sure where they would be tomorrow. She looked over to Justin for the first time. "What city will we be in Saturday?" She figured she could definitly get a plane ticket then. He thought for a mintue. "Seatle, Washington." She pulled her cell phone out so she wouldn't run up a long distance bill on the hotel room phone. She dailed directory assistance and got connected to the airport. "Hello, I need a ticket to Orlando, Saturday, yes thank you." She pulled out a credit card and gave the man the number printed on it. She hung up the phone satisfied. She knew she could avoid Justin until then. If he ever left her room. He was sitting quietly leaning up agianst the headboard. She couldn't just sit there with him staring at her so she decided to repack her things. She walked into the bathroom and gathered her shower stuff. She put in her suitcase along with everything else she had taken out. She retrieved her dress from the night before and hung it in a garmet bag. She hung it in the closet. She was suddenly aware that Justin's eyes had been following her. It was making her irratated. She gave him a mean look and hoped it would make him look away. It didn't work. "Will you listen to me now?" "Sure, as long as it's not about last night." She said sweetly. "Angel..." "What? You love me than I will ever know? I already knew that. Or atleast I thought I did." She said giving him an evil look. "Tiffany, I didn't mean..." "For me to find out? I figured that much. But oh well, I did and now we can move on. It was nice knowing you, I had a really great time." She said as if she was saying good bye to someone at a party. "Angel.." "Don't call me that." "Ok, Tiffany, I was drunk. And Brit.." "I figured it was her." "She invited me to her room." "And you just couldn't say no, huh? That would have been mean." "I don't know why I didn't say no. We had never had sex while we were together. I didn't think it would lead to that." "Didn't think what would lead to that? The kissing and groping? You just thought you'd have some kicks then come back here and fuck me? Sorry to dissapoint you." She threw her hands up in frustration. By this time the rest of the men were awake and listening at the door. They had gotten the general idea of what had happened. "No, that's not what I meant." "You know what? I don't really care to hear what you meant. So if you don't mind could you get out of my room? I have some packing to do." "Can you listen to me first?" "I can but I won't." "Please." She looked into his eyes and saw tears were ready to fall. She was too compasionate. "Yeah, go ahead." She walked into the closet and started pulling clothes out. She had put them there so they wouldn't wrinkle. She didn't care anymore. She pulled them all down. She was just going to throw them into the suit case. But on second thought she knew it would give her something to do while Justin talked. "Ok, we went to a few parties and I was really drunk. She invited me to her hotel room. I agreed not even thinking straight. One thing led to another and before I knew it we were having sex. But when I uumm....finished? Yeah, I started crying. Not because I was happy but because I felt horrible. I walked around the city trying to figure out what I should do. I didn't know how to tell you." "You didn't have to. I am not an idiot. And to think I felt sorry for you when you came in at six in the morning." "You did?" |
| Chapter Eleven |