| �I have to stay with my baby,� Cindy said, snuggling closer to Howie. All the guys turned to look at Cindy, including Howie. �Get out Cindy!� Fatima yelled. Cindy got up and left the room. �Okay, I�m going to ask this again, what the fuck do you two shit heads think you are doing?� Do you realize you look like shit out there? And you are making everyone else look bad as well? I�m telling you this once, and only once. You keep your personal problems outside of the stage. You guys look like you are having fun instead of being stiff. If you can�t learn to do this, then Shannon, I�m going to have to replace you as well.� With that, Fatima turned on her heel and left. Shannon looked down and she knew AJ was looking at her. �Um, what do you guys say we go to the club?� Kevin suggested. Both Nick and Brian agreed. �What about you AJ?� Kevin asked. �Nah, I�m tired. I just want to go to bed,� he said. He stood up and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. �Shannon?� Kevin asked. She looked up at them and then at Howie. �No, I�m going to go to sleep. I�m tried, sorry.� �It�s cool. What about you D? You always go?� �Nah, I have to decline this time. I have � never mind. But thanks you guys.� Howie stood up, glanced at Shannon and quickly left the room. Shannon soon followed, barley closing the door behind her. Brian picked up the phone that was ringing in this jacket pocket. �Hello Bri,� I said. �Hey girlie. How are you?� �Okay, and you?� �Okay, we miss you. Don�t say we don�t cause we do. AJ and Shannon look bad on stage. The dancers look like, well, sloppy, like Fatima don�t have control over them.� �Of course, they listened to me though, So, what about D?� �Well, D is depressed. He misses you.� �Oh well, his own fuckin� loss. I�ll be surprised if I see him again. Hey, Bri, I�m sorry, but I have to get going.� �I understand. Talk to you later.� �Bye.� With that, I quickly hung up the phone. Howie stepped into the room and looked at Brian. �Yes D, it was her.� Howie nodded his head and let the tears flow. �I can�t say I�m sorry D. She left because you didn�t trust her. I�ve done everything I can.� With that, Brian walked out the door. �Nick, did I really fuck up the relationship? Did I jump to conclusions?� �I�m sorry D. I don�t know what to tell you. I do know she loves you very much. And I know her well enough that if you just pick up the phone, everything will be fine.� Nick patted Howie on the back and walked out of the room. Howie looked up at Kevin, who was holding out his cell phone. �She�s in my phone book,� he said. Howie took the phone and smiled. He looked at it and sighed, sticking it in his pocket. �She did something with him and for that I can�t forgive her, no matter how much I miss her,� he thought, walking out of the room. She stepped into her room and went straight for her bed. She laid down and felt the tears. �God, if only I could trust him. But I know what I saw. Howie saw it too,� she thought. A few minutes later, she heard a knock on her door. �Come in,� she said. The droop opened and Kevin walked in. �Damn, you don�t look that good,� he said, sitting on the bed. �Gee, thanks Kevin, love you too.� �You want to talk?� �I love him, will always love him, but I can�t trust him. I dance with him and I wish I never saw that thing.� �Shannon, you don�t honestly believe he would cheat on you, do you?� �Yeah.� �Shannon, this guy totally loves you. Sure Resa was his good fiend, but he wouldn�t do anything with her.� �Whatever Kevin. I don�t want to talk about this anymore,� she said, letting the tears flow again. Kevin pulled her into his arms, rubbing her back gently. Within a few minutes, she fell asleep in his arms. �Geez, are you sure you want two tattoos in one day?� Joe asked. �Yes, I want the circle with nine inches inside of it.� �Where?� �Um, how about my ankle, my left one.� �Okay.� Joe bent down and picked up my ankle. I closed my eyes, thinking of the one person. Half an hour later, he was finished. I looked at it and smiled. �What about this other one?� �Okay. I want a heart with a crown of thorns going around it and little drops of blood coming out of it.� �Where do you want this one?� �My right shoulder blade please.� Yes Theresa. Geez, you have more tattoos than I do�what is it Kim?� Joe asked his assistant. �The Boys are coming in a few months. � I looked at her and smiled. �You like them?� I asked, while Joe started on my tattoo. She just nodded her head. �Who�s your favorite?� �Either Howie or Kevin, I�m not sure.� �Yeah, they�re such sweethearts.� �Oh yeah, you were dating Howie huh? What happened?� �Oh, a little misunderstanding. But enough about that, do you want tickets?� �Oh yes, I would love that.� �Front row seats?� I asked, glancing quickly at my stomach. �Oh my God, if you could do that.� I quickly looked up at her and smiled. �No problem. I�ll even go with you.� �I would love that. Thanks Theresa.� �You�re welcome Kim.� A few months later, everyone was starting their tour of the U.S. Fatima still wasn�t happy with AJ and Shannon, but had to deal with it. I still kept in touch with everyone except for D or Shannon. I even talked to AJ once in a while. When they were on the bus heading out towards Boston, I was talking to Kevin, letting him know that I wanted tickets. After a while, he paused and told me to hold on. I listened quietly, wondering what was happening. The next minute, I heard a voice I haven�t heard in about two months. �How are you doing?� I sighed and closed my eyes. �Busy. But so you don�t worry, I�m fine and so is the baby, so don�t worry.� �Just making sure. Anyway, Kevin says you�re going to go the concert?� �Yeah. I am, with a friend. She�s a big fan, so I told he I would hook her up.� |
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