Thank Chapter Eighteen
"Why I didn't pick a bungalow with laundry service is totally beyond me,"
Lara said out loud to herself as she struggled down the long staircase with
her basket of laundry. Socks and underwear kept dropping off the top, and
she cursed as she reached down to get them, still not used to the
ever-growing mass at her abdomen. "I really don't…" her sentence to herself
ended with a scream as her foot hit a sock she hadn't seen and she began to
tumble down the staircase.
"…I played with your heart…got lost in the game…oh baby baby…" Kevin sang
as he let himself back into his hotel room after the movie. He hit the
lightswitch and almost screamed. "What the HELL are you guys doing in here?
Does a man have NO privacy?"
"Sorry, Kev, but we're gonna talk NOW." Brian grabbed Kevin's arm and yanked
him to the bed while AJ locked the door and stood in front of it.
"I'm small, but I could definitely kick your ass if so inclined, Kev," AJ
told him solemnly.
"What the hell is all this?" Kevin asked, trying to laugh it off.
"You're going to tell us all about Nick and Lara, and exactly why you ruined
the love of a lifetime by lying about Lara's baby," Howie said calmly.
"Nick and Lara? You mean, they were…" Kevin asked weakly.
"We know, Kev," Brian said gently. "Nick told us."
Kevin sighed and closed his eyes. "Okay. What do you want to know?"
An hour later, Kevin finally stopped talking. He had actually told the whole
story in fifteen minutes, but he had continued to ramble on, trying to
justify his actions. Tears were streaming down his face unashamedly by the
end of the hour.
"Kevin, we understand that you were doing this for us…for the group…but you
didn't have to," AJ told him.
"Didn't you even think what this would do to Lara…to Lucky?" Howie
exclaimed, pacing back and forth.
"I know…I KNOW, Howie, you don't have to tell me what I've already been
beating myself up about," Kevin said angrily. "It's too late to fix it now."
"No, it's not. You have to go back and talk to Lucky," Brian ordered him.
"I can't…she'll hate me," Kevin moaned.
"Of course she fucking hates you, Kev!" AJ yelled. "I would! Get your
sorry excuse for an ass on a plane now!"
"No…it's too soon. I need time to think about this. What would I say to
her?" Kevin wondered. "Get out of here please. Leave me alone."
The three men sighed and did as he asked. As soon as they were in the hall,
however, Howie said. "Get packed. You're going back to America to talk to
Lucky."
"What about you?" AJ asked.
"I'm going to talk to Nick."
"Howie, go AWAY!" Nick moaned from his bed.
"Dammit, Nick, let me the fuck in or I will break down this door!" Howie
yelled. Nick crawled to the door and let him in.
"WHAT?"
"Where is Lara?"
"How the hell would I know? I'm sick…go away…" Nick moaned.
"You know her better than anyone except maybe Lucky. Where would she run
to?" Howie demanded.
"The beach…she likes the ocean…" Nick mumbled before he passed out.
"Shit. FUCK! Dammit to fucking HELL!" Lisa screamed, digging through the
cabinets under the sink. "Anna, you are FIRED! As soon as you come back
from the vacation I let you go on, you're fired," Lisa mumbled, leaning back
against the cabinets. "Tequilla. I ask for tequila and you can't do this one
freaking thing. Your native DRINK for fuck's sake!" Lisa screamed through
the empty house. She ignored the empty tequila bottles in the sink and
slowly stood. "Store…liquor store…tequila is there!" She realized happily.
She headed for the living room, where she had left her shoes.
The pile of threatening letters lay on the floor of the living room with the
latest letter on top. The person had a time and place for the drop off of
the money, and Lisa stomped on the letter as she went to the door. She
screamed when she opened it.
"Lucky! God, I'm sorry!" AJ exclaimed.
"AJ? Brian?" Lisa was confused. "What the hell…"
"Come on…you're not going anywhere." AJ put an arm around Lisa and guided
her inside. Brian stared at the mess on the living room floor.
"Aje, take her up and get her into a tub of hot water. I'll start some
coffee. She needs to be perfectly sober for what we have to talk about."
AJ led Lisa upstairs while Brian slowly got to his knees to pick up the
letters scattered across the floor. A piece of paper slipped out of one of
the envelopes and Brian scanned the first few lines. He gasped and sat down
hard. He quickly put the letters in order by date and began to read.
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