| Title: The Wonderwall Diaries Author: Priscilla Entry 9 February 21, 1991 You'd think that that would be the last time we ever saw each other...well, if you did think that, then you were wrong. I moved back to New York with my mom and finished high school, then enrolled in college and majored in Dance. My life was going great. I was getting good grades, I was working for a law firm to help mom pay bills, and had a new man in my life. But that didn't keep me from keeping tabs on Mark. I learned that he'd only served 45 days of his sentence and then was released on good behavior. Sometimes I think if only mom had delayed our move a little longer, if only I'd been stubborn and not moved back with my family at all, Mark and I would still be together. Then realization hits, and I think about all the months that have passed since his release and I realize that he hasn't made one move to contact me or even find me. So why was I doing this? Because I still loved him, because being up to date with the things going on in his life made me feel somewhat closer to him. Like we were still connected in some way. I learned that after his release from prison, Mark moved in with his brother Donnie, who'd struck it big as a member of the group New Kids on the Block. Donnie wrote and produced (with his own money) the debut album for Mark's new rap group, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch. It was insane really, but I almost didn't recognize the person I saw on MTV. When the "Feel the Vibrations" video comes on I change the channel. I don't recognize the person rapping on the screen to be Mark. Yeah, he looks great, but how many times can someone drop their pants on stage? Or flaunt how many people they've slept with on national television? I don't know, but something had to have snapped while he was in prison. *************** Stifling a yawn, I realize that I've woken up late yet again and of course would be late to start work. To say that I am not a morning person would be a huge understatement. I hate getting up this early, but working helps pay the bills, so you gotta go do it. I found a parking space in front of the building that housed Wolfram and Faulek among with a recording studio on the stop floor, and almost ran up the marble steps to the glass doors. I was rummaging through my purse for my keys when I bumped into someone. The hit sent my purse sliding across the floor and landing a few feet away from the man that had bumped into me. He was stall, with sandy brown hair and was wearing all black. I watched as he leaned down and picked up the purse. "I�m sorry I wasn�t watching where I was going." I apologized knowing it was all my fault. He smiled and handed me the purse. "It�s ok, no problem really." He replied finally. He stared at me for a few minutes, which made me ridiculously uncomfortable. "Well, thank you again." I said breaking our staring match. As I moved past him, his arm shot out causing me to look at him with one of my eyebrows raised. My Italian heritage at its best I�m sure, because I was ready to tell him off. What the hell was he thinking grabbing my arm like that anyway? "Wait a minute, don't I know you?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing together in concentration. I shook my head as he let go of my arm. "No, I don't think you do." I answered. He shrugged and stepped back a little, then extended his left hand. "Well then, I�m Donnie Wahlberg and you are?" My mouth went dry suddenly. DONNIE WAHLBERG? As in Mark�s older brother? "Ah, Ja-Jade Martinez." I said shaking his hand quickly and then walking past him. To my dismay however, Donnie followed. It occurred to me suddenly that getting rid of him quickly was my best bet. "So you work for Wolfram and Faulek? Nice. You a lawyer?" He asked walking quickly in order to keep up with my fast pace. "No, just an intern, which is a nice way to say executive assistant." I answered coolly, truth was, Donnie was starting to get on my nerves. I had said goodbye to that life. Had walked away from Mark and the rest of his family and rebuilt my life in New York. I could not, no, would not let Donnie recognize me. I quickly walked into the office and started setting up my equipment, doing my best to ignore him completely. I had the feeling that Donnie was about to say something to me. Kept imagining how he would say that he recognized me. That he knew that I'd lied to him about my name and everything else. "Donnie!" I suddenly heard my boss's voice boom through the hall. My heart started to race as I saw the smile stretch across Donnie's face. They embraced each other warmly. "Man, I haven't seen you in a long time. How are Kim and the kids?" My boss, Chris Faulek, asked still smiling. Donnie smiled back and shrugged. "Yeah, it has been a while man. Kim and the kids are fine, I think they're growing up too damn fast for my liking but what the hell can I do?" Donnie asked causing both men to start laughing. Chris looked over at me then, as if he'd just noticed I was there and patted Donnie's shoulder. "Donnie have you met my assistant? Jade C-" "Yes, we met in the hall actually." I replied before Chris could expose my lie. Donnie smiled and nodded his head in agreement. I smiled, inwardly thanking God that my haste had not come off too rude. "Why don't we go into my office to talk, Donnie?" Chris asked, turning back to Donnie. "Sure I have some time to kill." Donnie replied before following Chris down the hall. "Jade would you mind bringing us some coffee?" Chris asked. I nodded my head and plastered the smile on my face before calling the Deli downstairs. *********** A couple of minutes later, the coffee was delivered, I thanked the man and picked up the tray. I knocked on my boss's door before entering. "I have your coffee here sir." I said politely to my boss as I gently placed the tray down on the corner of his desk and poured some coffee into two porcelain cups. I handed one to each and stood up. "Will that be all sir?" I asked once I was done. "Yes, thank you so much Jade." Chris said politely. I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me quietly. Things were not going the way I wanted them to. So what the hell else is new? I had hoped that Donnie would have a little chit chat with Chris and then leave so that I could concentrate on my work instead of doing something that might trigger his memory. But no, he seemed to be getting real comfortable in that office. Sighing, I started to type one of the three multiple page reports sitting on top of my desk. "You do remember that you're married, Donnie?" Chris asked looking pointedly at his friend. Donnie blinked a few times, confused as to his friend's comment before realizing that he had been staring at Jade the entire time that she'd been in there. He smiled and shook his head. "Nah, it's just I don't know where I know that girl from, but I know I've seen her before. Hey, maybe you could tell me a little about her?" Donnie asked taking a sip of his coffee. Chris nodded his head, still smiling. "Well let's see, Jade Corleone started working here about two years ago--" "Wait a minute, did you just say Jade Corleone?" Chris nodded his head with a confused look on his face. He watched his friend closely, Donnie looked paler somehow. It finally clicked in Donnie's head. This is what the feeling in his gut had been trying to tell him since this morning. Jade, the one girl he knew for a fact his brother had never gotten over, was in New York and Mark had no idea. But that would change very soon. "I can't fucking believe this....." Donnie finally muttered to himself after several minutes of silence. "What's up man? You look like you're going into shock." Chris said chuckling to himself. "I just remembered where I know Jade from and I have to let Mark know she's here." Donnie said quickly standing up and putting on his coat. "What does any of this have to do with Mark?" Chris asked, even more confused now. Donnie was acting really weird all of a sudden. "Everything." Donnie said before walking briskly out of Chris's office, leaving his friend staring after him as if he'd grown another head. Title: The Wonderwall Diaries Author: Priscilla Entry 10 March 2, 1991 It would be an entire week before I saw Donnie Wahlberg again and I was caught fully off guard when he walked into the office and stood in front of my desk with a huge bouquet of flowers in his hand. White roses, the man knew what I liked. That should have been my first clue. I should have known that Donnie Wahlberg would of never known that, because I'd never told him. He'd never had a reason to buy me flowers and definitely not my favorite. "Ah....Donnie hi, what are you doing here?" I asked as politely as possible. I'm surprised that I was able to form a coherent word let alone a whole sentence. He smiled at me and extended the flowers in his hand. "Here, these are for you." He said still smiling. I couldn't help smile back as I took the flowers in smelled their intoxicating scent. "Wait a minute, what are these for?" I asked, because the logical part of my brain began working again and I realized men don't give you flowers unless they're one of two things: Related or they want something. Donnie tilted his head to the side and sort of stared at me, he was making me uncomfortable. I'd never really been attracted to him in my teenage years, but damn the years had been good to this boy, or at least he looked like it. "I-Well I was kind of hoping that you would go out with me tonight?" My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "You're married." I seethed. He better have a good explanation for this or I'm gonna go apeshit on his ass.... "Don't worry I didn't forget that," he said chuckling lightly, " I just wanted to talk to you about some things." "Things like?" I asked. I could feel my head begin to throb. The vagueness of his answers was starting to piss me off. "Come on Jade, you can give me the third degree when we're sitting at dinner. If you don't like what I have to say you can get up and walk out. What do you say?" I knew it was wrong, I could see in his eyes that he had something up his expensively tailored sleeve, but I found myself saying "yeah, alright" anyway. My mother used to always say: "You'll see when you get older, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you think everything's going right, and then, when you least expect it, making everything blow up in your face." I never thought about how right she was until my date with Donnie. I mean, I knew absolutely, that my lies would one day come to bite me in the ass, I just didn't count on it being so soon. |