"Yes Honey?" Brock asked rubbing his head. "Reba's on the phone for you." BJ said holding the reciever out. Brock took it from her and answered "You rang?" Brock asked in a spooky voice. "Ha ha ha, not funny." Reba chuckled, then changing her voice back to normal. "Ok sorry, what is it?" He asked. "I got backstage tickets for all of yall tommorrow and you'll never guess what Kyra just told me!" Reba said getting excited.
"What did she tell you?" Brock said rubbing his head again and checking to see if any blood was on his hand. "She's gettin' married!" Reba screamed. "What?!" Brock yelled. "She's marrying somebody from California." Reba replied. "But she's only 19!" Brock retaliated. "Yeah, but we were 19 when we got married to you know." Reba answered back.
"You have a very good point, so anyways, what time is the concert?" Brock asked. "7 PM sharp, you'd better be there at 5, because, you'll never find a space to park a minute later." Reba laughed amaused at her own joke. "Whatever, but Reba, I..." Brock started to say but stopped. "You what?" Reba asked. "Nothing, it's just nothing." Brock said. "Ok, well I'll see you tommorrow." Reba said and hung up.
Brock heard the dial tone and thought about how much he'd missed Reba, but couldn't tell her how he felt, because like he said, he was a guy and they didn't know what they were feeling. Brock shook the thought out of his head and sat back down at the computer to finish what he had started.
Reba popped her knuckles as she tugged at her shiny red shirt she was wearing and black jeans to match. There were knocks at the door and finally Reba swung the door open and moved out of the way because once again, Barbra Jean had tried to pumble her, but this time, no sucess.
"Good to see you." Reba said looking down at the bleach blonde who was face dowb on the floor. "Ow." Barbra Jean mumbled getting up. "Wow! This is so cool!" Jake exclaimed looking at the massive dressing room. "Yeah mom, no idea that you could pull this off." Cheyenne said looking at the beautiful clothes and jewlery.
"Be careful, and do you guys mind if Brock and I talk alone for a second?" Reba asked ringing her hands. "Yeah, sure, whatever." Everyone mumbled as they walked out and Reba shut the door. "Ok Brock, what were you going to tell me earlier? And don't say "I wasn't," or "Nothing important". Reba said being her old self again. "I... can't tell you." Brock said turning away.
"Brock, you'd better tell me now, or before God, I swear you'll never see me again." Reba angrily said. Brock said nothing. Reba gave him a shove and started to walk out but was stopped. "Wait!" Brock yelled grabbing her hand. "What?" Reba asked sternly, still not looking at him.
"I love you." Brock said. Reba shut her eyes and tears started streaming down her face. "You're just a fool for loving me." Reba said as she dropped his hand and ran away, like she'd done a year ago.
Reba had run into the bathroom and slunk down against the door. Her black eyeliner and mascara was running down her face and she wiped it away and stood up, facing her reflection in the mirror. "I can't stand you sometimes!" Reba yelled at herself and slammed her fist into the mirror, smashing it and she had cut herself.
Reba stared down at it, then she quickly wrapped her hand up in her shirt. "Mrs. Morgan?" She heard at the door. "Just a minute." Reba said through tears. The person came through the door, and it was someone Reba had never seen before, a girl who looked 15-ish with brown hair and sparkling eyes.
"What is it sweetie?" Reba asked. "I just wanted to wish you luck out there, my brother said you're the best thing since Loretta Lynn." The girl said with a smile. Reba smiled wishing it were true, but in her heart she knew it was a lie. "You look like you need a hug." She said hugging Reba.
"Yeah, I needed it." Reba said hugging her back. "Miles! Leave Mrs. Morgan alone, we need to get back to our seats." Somebody said. "OK dad, bye Mrs. Morgan." The girl said letting her go and rushing out the door.
"Who was that?" Reba asked herself as she walked out the door. "Houston, Texas? Are you ready for the country queen?!" Someone with a PA said. The crowd grew loud as Reba walked up to the door that lead to the stage. "Well give it up for Reba!" The man said and Reba walked onstage and waved at everyone.
Reba took the mic off the stand and began her news. "As all of you know, my husband died last week due to being killed in a car crash." Reba started. It grew quiet as people began crying. Reba was crying on the inside, but she continued on anyway. "I just found out that I am carrying the last bit of him I have, I'm pregnant with a little girl." Reba smiled.
The crowd grew loud and there were 6 people in the audience who's mouths were hanging open.
perfect by nature
icons of self indulgence
just what we all need
more lies about a world that
never was and never will be
have you no shame don't you see me
you know you've got everybody fooled
look here she comes now
bow down and stare in wonder
oh how we love you
no flaws when you're pretending
but now i know she
never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled
without the mask where will you hide
can't find yourself lost in your lie
i know the truth now
i know who you are
and i don't love you anymore
it never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled
it never was and never will be
you're not real and you can't save me
somehow now you're everybody's fool
Have a Merry Christmas,
Love
Ashton