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A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait…Christmas break was way to short and the next thing I know I was back at work and school…but thankfully work was super slow and I was able to write some…thanks to all those who read and review…Bobcatgurlly, anna42hmr, rivsy, oaksand, beachluvr, Ruiner29, and ILuvMscl20…and thanks to my awesome beta Jazzy…

Rickie walked up to Angela and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. "It's totally up to you whether you go and talk to Jordan or not but if he feels even a smidgen of what that song suggested then maybe there's a chance that…"

"Hey Angela," a soft voice interrupted. Angela turned around abruptly and found herself staring into a pair of sapphire blue eyes. "How've you been?"

Jordan smiled as Angela turned towards him but it quickly faded into a frown when she turned and ran out of the room. Sharon was on her tail, yelling at her to stop. Jordan looked as if he was about to go after them but was promptly stopped by Rickie and Rayanne.

"Of all the stupid things you've done," Rayanne started, "Going after her right now would be the stupidest."

Jordan looked at Rayanne in shock, his eyes clouded with confusion. "I just want to make things right," he started.

"The best thing you could do right now is give her time," Rickie reasoned with him.

"But…"

"Let her come to you," his voice left no room for argument and Jordan bowed his head in defeat. Rickie nodded in satisfaction. "So, I guess we'll be seeing you around," Rickie paused, a frown marring his face "unless you plan on leaving so soon."

Jordan quickly shook his head in the negative, "We'll be sticking around for a while. Got unfinished business and all," he added slowly with a shrug of his shoulders. Rickie and Rayanne nodded their heads in agreement, easily reading between the lines.

"Well, see ya around,"

"Yeah bye," Rayanne quickly added with a wave of her fingers as the two left the now empty club. Jordan silently watched them go before walking backstage in search of his band mates. He quickly found them upon entering the makeshift dressing room that was set up for them.

"And the prodigal singer returns…" Tommy, the bass player, mocked as Jordan fell onto the couch next to him.

"Shut up," Jordan sighed as he tiredly rubbed his hands over his face.

"Seriously, Jordan, where the hell have you been?"

Jordan looked up at his drummer, smiling at the worry he saw on the other man's face. "Awww, Kevin, were you worried about poor little me?" he asked sarcastically.

"Uh no," Kevin replied defiantly as he crossed his arms over his chest. A soft chuckle was heard from the back of the room, slowly it got louder and louder and eventually it became full out laughter. Kevin glared at his band mate, "Mark, would you please shut up."

The guitar player simple shook his head and continued to laugh. "You are so over dramatic, Kev," glancing over at Jordan he said, "Please just humor the man and tell him where you were."

Jordan laughed, "I was just talking to some old friends."

Kevin looked over at him in shock. "You mean…" his voice trailed off. Jordan nodded and a knowing smile started to form on Kevin's face. "So how did…"

"Let's get to the hotel, guys." Jordan interrupted as he stood and started to gather his stuff. The others followed suit and the band was soon out of the club and in the car that would be taking them to their hotel.

Rickie and Rayanne found Sharon and Angela in the backseat of the car. Sharon had her arms around Angela, who was now asleep; exhausted from the night and the crying she had been doing. Rickie and Rayanne slid into the front seat and they headed off to their apartment.

"I knew it was a bad idea for her to talk to him," Sharon mumbled as she stared out the window at the passing scenery.

Jordan lay on his hotel bed quietly playing on his guitar. With his eyes closed he sang softly, "Somebody wants you, somebody needs you, somebody dreams about you every single night…" He was so into the song he almost didn't here the knock on his door. "Yeah?" he called out, still playing the cords on his guitar.

"It's me, Kev,"

Jordan sighed as he laid his guitar on the bed and went to open the door for his band mate. "What's up?" he asked cautiously as he watched Kevin cross the room and sit on a chair in the corner.

"I was just wondering how it went with Angela," he said slowly, "That is who you saw tonight, right?"

"Yea that's who I saw," Jordan replied as he sat on the bed.

"And…?" Kevin urged.

"And…and she ran away," he muttered with his face in his hands.

"You didn't even talk to her?" Kevin asked incredulously. Jordan shook his head no, sighing loudly as he lay back on the bed. "So what's the deal with you two?" Kevin all but shouted. "I mean you name the band after her, write many songs about her and yet all I know is that you two were an item in high school." At first Jordan was quiet and Kevin worried that he hadn't even heard him. "Jordan?" he asked softly.

"I heard you, just…just give me a minute." Kevin nodded and got comfortable in his seat, waiting for Jordan to begin. "It all started my junior year. Angela was a sophomore. At first she was just gonna be another one night stand. You know she's the only girl to ever say no to me. After that I was just drawn to her and eventually we hooked up. We had our up and downs and man did I make my share of mistakes. But in the end she would always forgive me and stay with me. It's because of her that I was actually able to graduate, you know. She was so persistent and just wouldn't let me give up." Jordan smiled at this. "Well, finally in her senior year we took that last step in our relationship. That was the best night of my life," Jordan laughed. Kevin smiled at the happiness he saw on his friends face. "Well what I thought would only make our bond stronger turned out to be our downfall," he said sadly. "A few months later she found out she was pregnant. I should have been happy and deep down I was but the stupid kid I was freaked out. I wasn't able to handle the situation and I told Angela just that. She got angry and stopped talking to me. Next thing I know she had a miscarriage. I tried talking to her, hoping we could work things out. This just made her madder. She said I only wanted to be with her now that the baby was gone. I tried to tell her otherwise but she wouldn't hear me out. Soon after she graduated she left town and went off to college. I ended up in LA and well you know the rest."

"Wow," Kevin managed to say after a long silence, "You couldn't have been any stupider. I understand why she ran away."

"Yea, I know," Jordan sighed. "I need her, though. I love her so much. She's the only person I've ever loved."

Kevin smiled at the sincerity he heard in Jordan's voice. "Well, if she means that much to you then I'll try my best to help you get her back."

"Really!" Jordan exclaimed looking at Kevin for the first time since he started talking about Angela. "That'd be great, thanks man."

Angela's eyes fluttered as she slowly started to wake up. Finally opening her eyes, she found herself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. Sitting up, she took in her surroundings. Her eyes landed on a framed picture of her and Rayanne on the nightstand, and she concluded that she must be in Rickie's room. After getting out of bed and throwing on her clothes, she slowly made her way into the other room.

"Hey!" Rayanne chirped as Angela entered the living room. "How ya feeling?"

"I'll be okay," Angela replied as she sat on the couch next to Sharon.

"You want to talk about it?" Rickie asked as he handed her a muffin and some orange juice.

"Yes…no…well…I don't know…" Angela sighed. "Jordan makes me so confused. I mean, he sings that song and I just want to throw myself at him and take him back, then all the stuff that's happened comes rushing back and I want to kill him. But I don't want to kill him, I…I just don't know anymore. Why can't I just get over him already and move on with my life?"

"Well maybe…" Rayanne starts.

"Maybe it's destiny." Rickie interrupts, and the three girls look at him as if he's gone crazy. "No seriously, maybe you two are just meant to be together."

"I find that hard to believe." Sharon mutters; receiving matching glares from Rickie and Rayanne.

Angela simply shakes her head in annoyance before speaking. "If that whole destiny thing is true, then why is it that whenever we're together nothing ever seems to go right."

"Well yall were young and naïve then," Rayanne smiles, "Maybe everything will be perfect this time around."

"Yea, like a year is enough time for the boy wonder to grow up." Sharon sneers.

"Well maybe it is" Rayanne yells, as she approaches the other woman.

"Well I think not," Sharon says, getting up from the couch.

"Well I think you're wrong," Rayanne spats.

"Calm down you two," Rickie intervenes, pulling back on his roommates arm.

Angela looks at her friends in irritation. "Look you guys, I'm going to go for a walk."

"Oh well you need some company," Rickie asks.

"No I need to be alone right now to think things over," she says as she grabs her purse and walks out the door.

Angela hadn't been walking for long when she found the cozy little coffee shop on the corner. She got some coffee – black, with three or four sugars – and took a seat at a small table by the window. She didn't know how long she sat there; whether it was hours or a few minutes. In the end she still didn't know what to do. Placing a few bills on the table, Angela got up and headed out the door. So preoccupied with her thoughts, she never saw the man heading right for her.

"I am so sorry; I wasn't looking where I was…" Angela trailed off as she looked up into familiar sapphire blue eyes.

"No, I'm the one who should be sorry,"

A/N: Well I hope you liked this chapter and I'll have the next one up as soon as possible…thanks for reading and please (with a cherry on top) review

-Nichelle-