Emma cried until she thought there were no more tears left. She couldn't believe she had trusted him, and believed all of his sweet talk. I should have known not to trust some immature little idiot, Emma thought. She was about to rip the pictures into tiny little shreds, but then thought better of it. With those pictures, Nick wouldn't be able to lie. No possible way. She sat down on the bed, drying up her tears. She sat there waiting for Nick to come back, so she could confront him.
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"Man, Nick, it's not like Jen ate her alive ya know," Brian said, chuckling at his friend's haste to get to the hotel room. They were on the elevator, waiting for it to stop on their floor. When the doors slid open, Nick jumped out of the elevator. He rushed to Emma's hotel room, and knocked on the door.
"Wanna play some Playstation later?" Brian asked.
"Sure, Bri. See you later," Nick said, turning back to Emma's door. Brian opened his hotel room, and entered it, closing the door behind him.
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Emma summed up the courage to open the door, and swung it open. Nick entered the room, and pulled Emma into his arms. He kissed her neck softly.
"Hey. I missed you so much, baby. You wouldn't even believe-"
Emma pushed Nick away from her. Nick looked at her with hurt all over his face.
"What's wrong, baby? Did I do something wrong?" he asked, taking a step closer to her. She deliberately took a step away from him.
"Get the hell away from me, you bastard!" she cried, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Will you please tell me what's wrong?" Nick asked, confusion etched in his tanned face.
"Oh I will, all right." She walked over to the dresser and picked up the pictures. "How could you do this to me, Nick? I trusted you! I damned trusted you! And all you do is go behind my back with Jen, of all people!" Emma shouted, throwing the pictures at Nick. He picked them up and stared at them one by one, shock written all over his face. He looked up.
"Oh my God! These are fake! They have to be! These things never happened! This is a bunch of bull!" Nick cried, pleading with Emma to believe him. He had no idea whatsoever as to how someone could fake pictures so well.
"Oh, please, Nick! Save your pitiful excuses, 'cause they're not working! I'll never believe you again, you liar! Get the hell out of my room, and my life forever! I never want to talk to you again!" she said. Nick was frozen to the floor. "Didn't you hear me? Get the hell out of my room! This relationship is over! I never ever want to even direct a single word to you AGAIN, do you understand? NEVER AGAIN! Now get out!" she cried, pushing him out the room, and slamming the door behind him. She ran to her bed, and threw herself on it, starting to cry again, a hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach. She cried into the pillow, so her cries would be muffled, and Nick wouldn't be able to hear how much he had hurt her.
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Nick sat against Emma's door, his head in his hands, tears slowly falling down his cheek, and onto his pants. He couldn't believe what had just happened in there. Jen had to have done something. He was determined to find out what so he could get Emma back again. He stood up, walked to Jen's hotel room door, and pounded on it.
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Jen had heard the whole argument, trying hard not to laugh hard so they wouldn't hear her. This was just too funny. Too perfect. She heard someone pounding on her door. She quickly stuffed her diary under her pillow, and went to open the door. Nick stalked into the room.
"Listen, I don't know how you fabricated those pictures, but you're gonna tell me now, and I want you to tell Emma the truth! Or you are off the tour! Do you hear me? OFF THE TOUR! Now you tell me right now, or I swear you will be out of here in less than an hour!" Nick cried furiously. He was so enraged with this woman, he felt like strangling her into sense.
Jen sat down on her bed, and crossed her legs. A small smile on her face. "Oh please, Nick! Don't tell me you don't remember our afternoon together yesterday afternoon? It was the best!" she said, with mock enthusiasm.
"Stop lying to me! You know you can't lie to me, because we both know that YOU are lying. And if you don't tell Emma right now, YOU ARE OFF THE TOUR! Do you understand?" he said.
"Perfectly," Jen said, standing up, walking out of her room, and knocked on Emma's room. Nick stood there shocked. She had actually listened. Emma opened the door. When she saw who it was, she grabbed Jen by the hair.
"Don't you understand?? I told you to never speak to me again! Or didn't you hear me, you little slut! Get out of my face!" Emma released Jen, and slammed the door on her face. Jen smiled inwardly. Just as she had expected. Now Nick wouldn't be able to through her off tour, because she had tried to do what he had told her to do.
"See, Nick? She won't listen," she said. Nick glared at her, and stalked to his room, opening the door, and slamming it behind him. He had to find a way for Emma to believe him. He just had to. Or he would lose her for good.
Chapter 16
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