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Chapter 10
The next several months went by, and slowly I noticed how the nightmares disappeared. When we got the itinerary for our next month of shows, my heart stopped when I saw we were heading to Texas. "Tiff, what's wrong?" Kurt asked, when he walked up and how pale my face was. I just wanted my brother, that's all I wanted. "I need Brock. I want my brother." I kept saying. I heard Kurt yell at some camera guy to go and find Brock, as Kurt just wrapped his arms around me trying to get me to stop shaking. "Angle, what is wrong with my sister?" Brock shouted, as he and John were running towards us. "I don't know man. She just looked like this when I saw her." Kurt answered. "Tiff, baby. What's wrong?" John asked. "We're going to Texas." I whispered, fear just coursing through me. "Yeah sweetie. We've got a couple of shows there." Brock answered, as he switched places with Kurt. "Brock promise me you won't leave me." I cried, burying my face in his chest. "T-Bird, I promise I won't leave you. What has got you so freaked out?" Brock asked, as soon as he did though, realization hit Brock and John in the face. "Oh my God. Do you think he knows that you're here?" John asked, as we finally moved into Kurt's locker room. "He watched it all the time. How else did you think I knew about Brock being here?" I asked him, as I tried to calm down a little. "Don't worry Tiff. When we get to Texas, you'll have one of us always around you. I'll go let Adam know what's going on." John said, kissing me before going to find Adam. "Hey Brock. Do you want me to let Vince and Stephanie know, so they could possibly beef up security?" Kurt offered. "Yeah thanks man." Brock said, finally looking up. After Kurt left, it was just Brock and I, and from what I could tell, he looked ready to kill.
"Brock, please don't do anything stupid. I don't need you killing someone and then Mya has to visit you in jail." I said, hoping he'd listen to me. "I can't believe it. After everything that son of a bitch did to you, and you're worried about me going to jail. If he even thinks about showing up at any of the arenas, he better hope someone is there to stop me." Brock said, almost like he forgot I was there. "Brock I'm begging you. I need you to help me, not get thrown in jail." I cried. When he heard me crying, he finally snapped out of it. "Come on munchkin, don't cry. You know I hate seeing that." Brock said, putting an arm around me. "Promise me you won't do something stupid. I just found you, I don't want to lose you again." I replied, as I tried to fix my make-up. "I won't do anything stupid and I won't go to jail." Brock answered, getting up to leave. "Just know this, you aren't going anywhere unless John or I is with you." He added, as we both left Kurt's locker room.
"Honey. Are you okay?" John asked me later. "Yes, no, hell I don't know. I mean I knew we'd be going to Texas eventually, but I didn't think I would freak out like that you know." I answered, as we headed to the cafeteria. "Baby. I wish there was something I could say or do to make you feel better." He said, as we were getting our food. "Actually there is." "Just name it." "I don't want to talk or think about it. If I could forget then I think I would really feel better." I answered, as we sat down with Kurt, Adam, and my brother. I noticed Adam getting ready to say something and I was quick to stop him. "I'm fine Adam. I've got you, John, my brother, and Kurt to protect me. I just want to try and forget about it." I said, as I took a bit of my salad. "Well if that's what you want Tiff, we'll just let it go. Right guys?" Adam asked, as they all grumbled their agreement.
After the show was over, John and I were headed back to our hotel, when he asked me the most off the wall question I've ever heard, mainly cause we haven't ever talked about it before. "Do you ever want to get married?" He asked looking over at me. "I don't know. I've never really thought about not getting married, but I thought I'd be stuck with that man for the rest of my life." I answered as honestly as I could. "I guess if the right guy came along and asked, I would probably get married." I finished, looking over at him. "Well sweetie, just to let you know, I'm the only guy that's going to come along." John said, giving me his famous smirk.
"Hey Brock!" Kurt yelled, running to catch up with him. "What do you need Kurt?" "You're not going to let this thing go, are you? Kurt asked. "What thing?" "You know what I'm talking about." "Well if it's the thing involving the bastard who kidnapped my sister, then hell no I'm not going to let it go. She was finally getting better, and now she's scared to death again. You saw how white she got when she found out we are heading to Texas next month. If he comes to the arena to find her, well he'll get to meet 'The Next Big Thing' up close and personal." Brock said, putting his bag in the trunk and turned around to face Kurt. "Brock, I know what you're talking about, all I'm saying is, is don't let Tiff see it. The violence here is fake, we don't really mean to hurt each other. That guy and you, well that violence will be real. Don't make her live through that again." Kurt said, slapping Brock on the back before he left.
'Thanksgiving this year is going to be great. I'm finally home with my family, and I think John wants to ask me to marry him. We decided that since this was going to be my first holiday home with my family, John would go home so we could each spend time with our families. He's the one who came up with this, he thinks that if he would be here then I would feel obligated to spend my time with him even though I told him I wouldn't he said I would thank him for this later. I just wish Brandi would hurry up and get here, I need some big sister advice.' I finished, as I closed my journal. As soon as I put it away, someone knocked on my door. "Come in." I answered. "Tiffany. Your mom said I'd find you in here." Dad said, walking in and giving me a hug. "Yeah, Brock just dropped me off about an hour ago." I replied, sitting down on my bed. "So how are you doing? I know we haven't had a chance to talk much lately." "I'm doing okay. I'm just ready for the 2 weeks off for Christmas. It just feels great to be back home with everyone again for the holidays." I said, looking my dad in the eye. "You have know idea how happy we all are to have you back home with us. Anyways, another reason why I came up here was to see if you wanted to go to the store with me punkin'? Your mom needs a few more things." Dad asked, standing up. "I would dad, but I don't like last minute crowds, plus I really need to talk to Brandi when she gets home." I said, hoping he wouldn't be mad. "Okay sweetie. I'll see you later." He said, as he left to go deal with those crazy ass shoppers.
About 15 minutes later, I heard Brandi and Kyle walk into the house. When I walked downstairs, they were talking to mom. "Hey Tiff." Kyle said, being the first to see me, as he gave me a hug. "Hey Ky. Can I steal my sister for a while?" I asked, knowing they were all wondering what was wrong. "Sure. I need to unpack, so we can talk while I'm doing that." Brandi said, as we walked up to her room. When we got there, I made sure the door was shut and Kyle wasn't following. "So what's up?" Brandi asked, as she started unpacking. "How do you know when you've met the person you want to spend the rest of your life with?" I asked her, as I flopped down on her bed. "Well, I'm hoping we're talking about John cause if it's about some other guy, he'll have to go through the 'overprotective dad and big brother gauntlet'." Brandi joked. "Yes it's about John, now hurry up and answer my question." I said, getting impatient. "How do you feel when you're not with him? Like now. If you feel in your heart right now, that you could never live without him and you'd do anything for him. Then I think that's how you know. Just spend these few days you're without him and see how you feel." Brandi said. "Anyway, what brought this up?" She finished. "I think John is going to ask me to marry him." I told her, letting what she just said sink in.
A/N: Here is chapter 10. Hope you all enjoyed it. I'm working on chapter 11 right now, I don't have it written yet but like I said before I sort of have an outline for it. As always please leave a review, let me know what you liked or didn't like.
Chapter 10
The next several months went by, and slowly I noticed how the nightmares disappeared. When we got the itinerary for our next month of shows, my heart stopped when I saw we were heading to Texas. "Tiff, what's wrong?" Kurt asked, when he walked up and how pale my face was. I just wanted my brother, that's all I wanted. "I need Brock. I want my brother." I kept saying. I heard Kurt yell at some camera guy to go and find Brock, as Kurt just wrapped his arms around me trying to get me to stop shaking. "Angle, what is wrong with my sister?" Brock shouted, as he and John were running towards us. "I don't know man. She just looked like this when I saw her." Kurt answered. "Tiff, baby. What's wrong?" John asked. "We're going to Texas." I whispered, fear just coursing through me. "Yeah sweetie. We've got a couple of shows there." Brock answered, as he switched places with Kurt. "Brock promise me you won't leave me." I cried, burying my face in his chest. "T-Bird, I promise I won't leave you. What has got you so freaked out?" Brock asked, as soon as he did though, realization hit Brock and John in the face. "Oh my God. Do you think he knows that you're here?" John asked, as we finally moved into Kurt's locker room. "He watched it all the time. How else did you think I knew about Brock being here?" I asked him, as I tried to calm down a little. "Don't worry Tiff. When we get to Texas, you'll have one of us always around you. I'll go let Adam know what's going on." John said, kissing me before going to find Adam. "Hey Brock. Do you want me to let Vince and Stephanie know, so they could possibly beef up security?" Kurt offered. "Yeah thanks man." Brock said, finally looking up. After Kurt left, it was just Brock and I, and from what I could tell, he looked ready to kill.
"Brock, please don't do anything stupid. I don't need you killing someone and then Mya has to visit you in jail." I said, hoping he'd listen to me. "I can't believe it. After everything that son of a bitch did to you, and you're worried about me going to jail. If he even thinks about showing up at any of the arenas, he better hope someone is there to stop me." Brock said, almost like he forgot I was there. "Brock I'm begging you. I need you to help me, not get thrown in jail." I cried. When he heard me crying, he finally snapped out of it. "Come on munchkin, don't cry. You know I hate seeing that." Brock said, putting an arm around me. "Promise me you won't do something stupid. I just found you, I don't want to lose you again." I replied, as I tried to fix my make-up. "I won't do anything stupid and I won't go to jail." Brock answered, getting up to leave. "Just know this, you aren't going anywhere unless John or I is with you." He added, as we both left Kurt's locker room.
"Honey. Are you okay?" John asked me later. "Yes, no, hell I don't know. I mean I knew we'd be going to Texas eventually, but I didn't think I would freak out like that you know." I answered, as we headed to the cafeteria. "Baby. I wish there was something I could say or do to make you feel better." He said, as we were getting our food. "Actually there is." "Just name it." "I don't want to talk or think about it. If I could forget then I think I would really feel better." I answered, as we sat down with Kurt, Adam, and my brother. I noticed Adam getting ready to say something and I was quick to stop him. "I'm fine Adam. I've got you, John, my brother, and Kurt to protect me. I just want to try and forget about it." I said, as I took a bit of my salad. "Well if that's what you want Tiff, we'll just let it go. Right guys?" Adam asked, as they all grumbled their agreement.
After the show was over, John and I were headed back to our hotel, when he asked me the most off the wall question I've ever heard, mainly cause we haven't ever talked about it before. "Do you ever want to get married?" He asked looking over at me. "I don't know. I've never really thought about not getting married, but I thought I'd be stuck with that man for the rest of my life." I answered as honestly as I could. "I guess if the right guy came along and asked, I would probably get married." I finished, looking over at him. "Well sweetie, just to let you know, I'm the only guy that's going to come along." John said, giving me his famous smirk.
"Hey Brock!" Kurt yelled, running to catch up with him. "What do you need Kurt?" "You're not going to let this thing go, are you? Kurt asked. "What thing?" "You know what I'm talking about." "Well if it's the thing involving the bastard who kidnapped my sister, then hell no I'm not going to let it go. She was finally getting better, and now she's scared to death again. You saw how white she got when she found out we are heading to Texas next month. If he comes to the arena to find her, well he'll get to meet 'The Next Big Thing' up close and personal." Brock said, putting his bag in the trunk and turned around to face Kurt. "Brock, I know what you're talking about, all I'm saying is, is don't let Tiff see it. The violence here is fake, we don't really mean to hurt each other. That guy and you, well that violence will be real. Don't make her live through that again." Kurt said, slapping Brock on the back before he left.
'Thanksgiving this year is going to be great. I'm finally home with my family, and I think John wants to ask me to marry him. We decided that since this was going to be my first holiday home with my family, John would go home so we could each spend time with our families. He's the one who came up with this, he thinks that if he would be here then I would feel obligated to spend my time with him even though I told him I wouldn't he said I would thank him for this later. I just wish Brandi would hurry up and get here, I need some big sister advice.' I finished, as I closed my journal. As soon as I put it away, someone knocked on my door. "Come in." I answered. "Tiffany. Your mom said I'd find you in here." Dad said, walking in and giving me a hug. "Yeah, Brock just dropped me off about an hour ago." I replied, sitting down on my bed. "So how are you doing? I know we haven't had a chance to talk much lately." "I'm doing okay. I'm just ready for the 2 weeks off for Christmas. It just feels great to be back home with everyone again for the holidays." I said, looking my dad in the eye. "You have know idea how happy we all are to have you back home with us. Anyways, another reason why I came up here was to see if you wanted to go to the store with me punkin'? Your mom needs a few more things." Dad asked, standing up. "I would dad, but I don't like last minute crowds, plus I really need to talk to Brandi when she gets home." I said, hoping he wouldn't be mad. "Okay sweetie. I'll see you later." He said, as he left to go deal with those crazy ass shoppers.
About 15 minutes later, I heard Brandi and Kyle walk into the house. When I walked downstairs, they were talking to mom. "Hey Tiff." Kyle said, being the first to see me, as he gave me a hug. "Hey Ky. Can I steal my sister for a while?" I asked, knowing they were all wondering what was wrong. "Sure. I need to unpack, so we can talk while I'm doing that." Brandi said, as we walked up to her room. When we got there, I made sure the door was shut and Kyle wasn't following. "So what's up?" Brandi asked, as she started unpacking. "How do you know when you've met the person you want to spend the rest of your life with?" I asked her, as I flopped down on her bed. "Well, I'm hoping we're talking about John cause if it's about some other guy, he'll have to go through the 'overprotective dad and big brother gauntlet'." Brandi joked. "Yes it's about John, now hurry up and answer my question." I said, getting impatient. "How do you feel when you're not with him? Like now. If you feel in your heart right now, that you could never live without him and you'd do anything for him. Then I think that's how you know. Just spend these few days you're without him and see how you feel." Brandi said. "Anyway, what brought this up?" She finished. "I think John is going to ask me to marry him." I told her, letting what she just said sink in.
A/N: Here is chapter 10. Hope you all enjoyed it. I'm working on chapter 11 right now, I don't have it written yet but like I said before I sort of have an outline for it. As always please leave a review, let me know what you liked or didn't like.