12

Tom's P.O.V.

"Leanah, calm down." Leanah just glares at me.

"How can I calm down? Bill obviously hired that photographer to take that picture." I shake my head.

"He would never do that."

"How do you know?" That simple question stings me.

"You think I don't know my own brother, my own twin?" I ask angrily.

"I'm sorry. It's just, I'm so mad. How could I put my guard down?" This question confuses me.

"Why would you even have your guard up?" Leanah begins to fidget in her seat. I see movement outside the living room door. The shadow on the ground tells me that it is Natasha.

"I don't know. To keep from getting hurt."

"Who's going to hurt you?"

"Bill." Leanah pauses. "Myself." I honestly do not understand. My eyebrows knit together and Leanah can tell that I am confused.

"Tom?"

"Yeah?"

"I still love him." Okay. This is going to take a minute to absorb.

"Then why did you divorce him?"

"Tom I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I cheated on him."

Holy hell. I don't understand. What did Bill do to deserve this? And worse, he doesn't even know. I put my face in my hands and sit like this for a few minutes. When I look up Leanah is crying.

"Why?" I ask, barely getting the word out.

"He wasn't there and I was lonely. And then the other man said that he would tell Bill about my relationship with him if I didn't divorce him. And I never wanted to hurt Bill that way. I really didn't, but I had too. When we divorced the other man left me. He was using me to ruin Bill's life. And it worked. And I regret everything that I did. If I could go back I would erase that man from my life forever."

We sit in silence for a few minutes. Finally I speak.

"I need to go." I stand up. Leanah jumps up as well.

"Tom. I'm sorry." She grabs my arm to stop her, but I shake her off. I quickly leave the house and get in my Cadillac Escalade. Then I pull out of the driveway and speed down the road.

"So are you going to tell Dad?" I slam on the brakes.

"Hell Natasha! How did you get in here? When did you get in here?" My heart is pounding.

"Did I scare you?"

"No shit Sherlock." She stares at me with hurt in her eyes. "Sorry. I didn't mean to say that."

"It's okay?"

"Good. Now answer my question."

"The door was unlocked."

"What did you hear?"

"I left when Mom said that she cheated on Dad." Natasha squeezes her eyes shut, but tears still manage to escape.

"Hey, hey. Don't cry. We can fix this."

"How?" she asks.

"I don't know." Do I want to tell Bill? Of course I do. Should I is the real question. I put my face in my hands and breathe deeply. The air helps to clear my thoughts.

"Are you going to tell him?" Natasha asks again.

"No. Not yet. When we go on vacation I'll tell him. We need him at his best when we leave for our tour in two days."

"WHAT!? You're leaving already?"

"I thought Bill already told you." I can't see why he wouldn't.

"No. HE didn't." I start the car and turn around.

"Where are we going?" Natasha asks me.

"I'm taking you home."

"Can I come with you?"

"Duh. You're already in the car," I say.

"No. I mean on tour. Can I come with you on tour?"

"Ask your mom," I say as we pull into the driveway. Natasha glares at me and I shrug my shoulders.

"Bye."

"I'm calling you later so you can convince her to let me go with you." Natasha slams the door shut and runs into the house. I wonder if it hurts Leanah to look at her own daughter. Because when I look at her, all I can see is Bill.