Chapter 35
Warning violence ahead…. I love reading your reviews. So many of you know where my head is at now, kind of scary. Anyways hope you enjoy. Just dreaming.
Several days had passed without any new notes being left. Heather assumes whoever was behind it had been scared off by security watching their cars. Naya had driven separate to the studio this morning she had to be there by 7am. Heather wasn't scheduled on set until the afternoon. Naya finished in the studio by noon. She called Heather to meet her for lunch at a café near the Paramount lot. Heather walked in 30 minutes later kissing her girlfriend before she sat down.
"Hey, how was your morning?" The blonde asks as she picks up her menu.
"Good, I think you will like the song" Naya smiles reaching across the table to hold Heather's hand.
Heather's grin widens "oh yeah was it for Brittany?"
"You will have to wait and see." Naya says raising her eyebrows.
"You're such a tease." Heather laughs squeezing Naya's hand.
After eating, Naya who had walked to the café rides back with Heather to the lot. When they get out of the car they see Mark and Cory playing catch with a football.
"Hey guys" Heather waves as she drags Naya by the hand over to them.
"Hey Hemo, Naya, you guys just getting here?" Cory asks.
"I am" Heather answers "Naya was in the studio all morning."
"Well you missed the big announcement." Mark shouts walking over placing his arm around Naya's waist. Cory sees Mark isn't paying attention anymore so he throws the football to Heather who catches it, throwing it back to him.
"What announcement? Naya asks Mark.
"Party in my trailer tonight, I got a bunch of alcohol and snacks. So after we wrap come by. You still remember where my trailer is right babe." Mark winks at Naya as he bumps his hip into hers. Heather throws the football at him hitting him in the back. "Ouch! Can't say you throw like a girl, can we?"
"Your hands Mark get them off my girl!" Heather says in a jealous tone, while Cory and Naya both share a smile.
"Damn Morris, you're quite possessive" Mark snaps back. Naya smacks him playfully in the chest.
"We will stop by later for a little bit." Naya calls to him as she runs up jumping on Heather's back as they go to their trailer.
Naya finished her scene so she walked over to the tin shed where Heather was working with Zach on some choreography. She waited until they were done before saying hello. Heather gave her a big smile while Zach answered with a hello. Heather mentioned they would be a bit so if she wanted to go to Mark's she would catch up. Naya kissed her before leaving and then walked to Mark's trailer. An hour and 4 drinks later, Naya was starting to feel pretty good. Suddenly she hears Mark holler that he would be right back.
"Hey where are you going?" She calls out to him.
"Gotta get some more alcohol, why you gonna miss me?" Mark says with a sly smile.
"Um…no I need some air you mind if I tag along? We can take my car, its close." Naya responds as she takes her keys out of her pocket waving them in front of him.
Mark grabs the keys "okay, but your drunk ass isn't driving."
As they walk out to the parking lot, Naya was looking around hoping Heather was on her way instead she saw a figure standing at her car. Apparently Mark saw it too. He took off running towards her car. Everyone knew what was going on with the notes again. The man sees Mark charging at him and takes off running. Mark is able to catch up to him pretty quickly knocking him to the ground.
Mark is yelling at the guy as he slams him into the pavement over and over again. "You son of a bitch!"
"Mark!" Naya shouts as she runs to catch up seeing Mark had the guy pinned on the ground.
Mark finally flips the guy on his back looking at him for the first time. He doesn't say anything but the rage takes over punching him several times by the time Naya gets there.
"Mark! Stop! Please! You're going to kill him!" Naya screams as she sees Taylor's face beaten and bloody. "Mark! Stop!" She tries to pull Mark off of him.
By this time there is an audience, their friends and co-workers heard Naya screaming at Mark and rushed to see what was wrong.
"Why do you care what happens to this bastard!" Mark yells at her.
"I don't but I don't want you to go to jail for murder!" Naya shouts as she tries again unsuccessfully to pull him off. "Mark!"
Cory and Harry finally come over helping Naya pull Mark off of Taylor's body. "Naya!" Heather shouts as she comes running across the parking lot. Heather who was racing to Naya has now completely stopped looking down at the guy lying on the ground. "Oh my God" she looks over to Naya who sitting on the ground with her arms wrapped around Mark. His hands covered in Taylor's blood. Heather slowly walks over to Taylor, gasping she puts her hands over her mouth. "What…..happened?" she asks looking to Naya.
"This is the son of a bitch who has been putting notes on Naya's car. I caught him doing it." Mark shouts at her. "Great guy Heather you sure know how to pick them!"
"Mark, she didn't know" Naya says releasing him.
Cory helps Mark up, "we should probably go get you cleaned up," he motions to his hands. "I called security and told them to send an ambulance." Naya nods at Cory.
Heather is now sitting next to Taylor who is trying to sit up "Tay, don't move an ambulance is on the way." Heather looks over to Naya who is just shaking her head at the sight before her. "Naya are you okay?"
Naya sees security coming and leans over Taylor "you fell." Heather looks to Naya confused. "You want to avoid jail? Tell them you fell." Naya says angrily as she starts to walk away.
Heather grabs Naya's arm "hey, where are you going?" she asks softly.
"Don't act like you care. I am going to see if Mark is alright. You know the guy who was there for me. I am not going to sit here and watch you coddle this jerk. He has made my life a living hell Heather and you sit here with him, not me" Naya yanks her arm away from the blonde.
"Nay, that's not what I am doing, he is hurt." Heather responds sadly.
"That's too bad. I should have let Mark kill him." Naya looks back over to Taylor "You might want to give your notice too because next time I won't stop him."
"Naya!" Heather calls to her as she walks away. She sits down next to Taylor. "Why Tay, why did you do this?"
"I did it for you Heather. I want you back, I can't live without you." Taylor mumbles as he sits up holding his ribs. "She took you from me. I wanted to make her as miserable as she made me."
"Taylor she didn't do anything!" Heather yells at him "It was me. I chose her. I ended things with you."
"Yeah, to be with her! You never even gave me a chance Heather. Did you always love her?" Taylor yells back.
"Yes, Taylor I loved her, I think from the first time we met. I'm sorry I tried to make it work with you but I just couldn't stop thinking about her. She has always made me so happy" Heather answers honestly. "Why would you try to hurt her? You should be angry with me."
"I could never hurt you Heather. I love you" Taylor confesses.
"I know you do, and I am sorry I don't feel the same about you. But the person I used to love would never do this, this isn't you." The ambulance can be heard in the background, "please Taylor get some help. Sort this out."
The paramedic who places Taylor in the back of the ambulance faces Heather, "Ms. are you coming?"
Heather shakes her head, "No." She turns her back walking away from them and towards Naya's car. The note was still sitting there. She took the note from the windshield reading it, can't wait to touch you again. She crumbles the paper up in her hand making a fist before throwing it into the nearest garbage can. She walks to Mark's trailer hoping Naya is still there. She is greeted by Kevin after she knocks on the door. The music is quite loud and people seem to be pretty intoxicated already. "Is Naya in there?"
"She is Hemo, but I'm not really sure she wants to talk to you right now" Kevin responds.
"Kevin, seriously you aren't going to let me talk to my girlfriend? Please just go get her for me. I don't want to make a scene in front of everyone." Heather is starting to get upset realizing her friends have already chosen sides.
Mark walks up behind Kevin "I got this Kev."
"Mark please don't be a jerk, I just want to talk to her. I know she is upset." Heather replies while placing her hands on her hips.
"She is upset Heather, she thinks you chose Taylor over her" Mark informs her.
Heather's head falls, "why would she think that? I wouldn't. I just wanted to make sure he was alright and find out why."
"Why he did it, come on you know why Hemo." Mark states as he steps down off the step closing the door behind him. "He wanted you and he didn't care if Naya got hurt in the process. She's upset but D is with her, so just let it go for tonight."
"No Mark, I won't let it go, that's not how this relationship works. It's my fault this happened I need her to know I am sorry" Heather says as she looks up with tears running down her face.
Mark reaches over pulling Heather into an embrace "it wasn't your fault, the guy just couldn't deal with rejection. I know it hurts when the person you love, loves someone else. But I am glad that it's you, at least I know she is being taken care of." He leans in kissing her forehead "I am sorry I hit him, I just lost it."
Heather takes a step back wiping her cheek "I understand, if I caught him, I would have been furious too. I told him he needed help."
"You did? I thought….well Naya thought, you felt bad for him," Mark takes her hand "come on."
"Where are we going? Mark I am not leaving without talking to her" Heather responds.
"You should talk" he says opening the trailer door dragging Heather behind him.
Heather could feel everyone watching her as she walked towards Naya who was sitting on the couch with Dianna and Lea. She walked over standing in front of her girlfriend reaching out her hand "can I have this dance?" The music was loud but most conversations seemed to stop.
Naya looked up at the blonde, her eyes red and puffy from crying "I don't really feel like dancing."
"Please Nay" Heather asks again still holding her hand out "I need you."
Naya reaches out taking Heather's hand. Heather pulls her close so that she can talk to her without everyone else hearing their conversation and also because she needed to feel her close to her. "Thank you."
"I don't want to get into this in front of everyone." Naya states as her body sways in rhythm with Heather's.
"I don't either Nay, I just want to say I am sorry. I'm sorry he did that, I'm sorry you think I chose him over you. I wouldn't….ever." Heather speaks quietly "can we go outside?"
Naya leads her girlfriend to the door by the hand. Once outside she turns to Heather "why did you sit with him? Why didn't you just leave? You get that he was the one leaving the notes, trying to freak me out. Why do you care what happened to him?"
"I don't know. Why did you pull Mark off of him?" Heather questions looking at Naya.
"I didn't want Mark to go to jail. I didn't care about Taylor, I wanted to hit him myself!" Naya shouts.
Heather hearing that the music has been turned down in Mark's trailer glances over seeing her friends watching them through the windows. She doesn't want this to turn into a huge spectacle so she calmly answers "I'm sorry. I sat with him because he was hurt and I needed to know why Nay. I don't understand he would never hurt anyone."
"Well apparently he changed," Naya yells back unaware of the audience.
"I agree," Heather replies before taking Naya's hand. "I'm sorry he hurt you, he needs help. This isn't him."
Naya pulls her hand away crossing her arms in front of her chest "and you're defending him, you going to be there for him too while he is getting his help?"
"No, I won't. Baby I am not defending him. I will never defend anyone that hurts you. I told him before I didn't want anything to do with him and I mean it. Naya, please I know you are mad at me and you blame me but I made my choice months ago" Heather says taking a step closer putting her hands on Naya's crossed arms.
Naya who is avoiding eye contact with the blonde softly mumbles "I don't blame you for this. I blame you for sitting with him instead of me. I blame you for letting me walk away alone while you stayed with him. I …." Naya's rant is interrupted by Heather's lips crashing into hers.
When Heather pulls back to catch her breath, she quickly responds "I'm sorry, I had to know why and yes for a second I felt bad for him. I did. Then after they took him I went to your car and grabbed the note. He makes me sick Naya. There is no excuse for what he did. I don't know him anymore and I don't want to."
"What did it say?" Naya asks softly.
"Baby, it's not important. He will never get near you again, I promise. Heather responds gently rubbing her hand across the brunette's cheek. "Nay? Why didn't you report him?"
"Because….I love you," Naya says leaning forward kissing Heather.
"I am sorry, I truly am" Heather mumbles against Naya's lips.
"Hey, you guys gonna stay out here all night?" Mark yells from the door way as he starts walking towards them.
"I am pretty tired, I think I am going to head home" Heather states winking at Naya.
"Yeah it's been a long day, I think I am going to go too" Naya says grinning at Heather.
"Yeah, I am sure. You know you could have just said you are going home to have make-up sex." Mark shouts as he walks away.
"Hey, Mark." Naya calls out "thanks again and we are going home to have make-up sex, then probably more sex, followed by sex."
"That's my girl!" He shouts back as he walks back in his trailer.