Author's Note: *grabs box of tissues* ... ya'll might wanna do the same ...
again, Heather helped me with this chap ... *hugs Heather* ... hope ya'll
enjoy ... again ...
Chapter 34: Breaking Up
Heather opened her eyes when the sunlight came shinning in on her beautiful face. She sighed, last night had been a dream. It had felt so damn real though. If only it were reality. She gasped softly when two large arms circled her waist. 'What the fuck?' She thought shocked. It wasn't a dream, it was reality. Heather tried to sit up, but couldn't with how closely Brock was holding her. She rolled over, "Brock," her voice soft at first. He didn't stir and she grew irritated, "Damn it Brock, wake up!" Brock's eyes snapped open, "I'm up, I'm up." Brock looked over at Heather as if she had more then one head. "What?" he asked. "Rae will be back soon." Heather said and went to stand up. Brock grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down on the bed. He kissed her softly then looked into her eyes. "When will I see you again?" He asked, knowing Rae would keep Heather under a watchful eye. Heather shrugged slightly, "I dunno Brock." She said wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of her. He grinned and kissed her passionately. She moaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth. She loved to feel him close to her, even when he was an arrogant jerk. Brock pulled back and looked down at her. "I better leave." He said standing up. Heather sat up and looked at him. She watched as he picked up all his clothes. "I don't want you to leave though." Heather said softly. Brock sighed and sat beside her. "Baby, if Rae sees me in here, we'll both be in some deep shit." He laughed. Heather shrugged and once again pulled him down on top of her. She grinned at him. "Another hour won't hurt."
Rae groaned as she was covered with the bright morning light. She sat up and massaged her temples. She looked over at John who was still sound asleep, "Of fuckin course." She suddenly felt sick and jumped from the bed. She ran into the bathroom and kneeled down over the toilet. John grumbled as he heard Rae in the bathroom puking her guts out. John walked over to the bathroom and looked down at Rae with an amused smile, "Have too much to drink?" Rae looked up at him worried, "No, it's not a hangover." John's blue eyes went wide, "You mean ..." Rae slowly stood up as she flushed the toilet. She shrugged as she put toothpaste on her toothbrush, "I don't know babe." John swallowed as he walked over to sit on the bed, "How, I mean, we were being careful." Rae nodded as she rinsed her mouth after brushing her teeth, "I know, but there have been a couple times recently that we haven't." John ran his hand over his hair. Rae sighed and walked over to him; he wrapped his arms around her and rested his head against her stomach, "Are you happy?" Rae smiled and ran her fingers down the back of John's neck, "I mean, it's a surprise, but yeah, it'll be cool to have a kid." John smiled at her, "Yeah, it would be cool." Rae put her hand on her stomach, "God, I'm fuckin hungry." John laughed, "Big surprise." Rae playfully slappes his arm, "You shut up."
Randy groaned as he heard his cellphone start to ring, he grumbled and rolled over and picked it up off the night stand. "What?!" He said into the phone, Randy, as everyone knew was not a morning person. He heard John laugh on the other side. "Cranky are we?" John laughed. Randy growled. "What do you want?" Randy sat up. John sighed. "We're going to breakfast, would you and Amanda be so kind in as to join us?" John said smirking. "You interrupt my peaceful sleep for food?" Randy groaned. He looked over at Amanda who was waking up. "Yea, we'll join ya'll." He said. John nodded, "Good, be ready in 20. Me and Rae still need to go get Heather up." John said and grinned, he knew she would be starving, like always. He laughed, "OK man, see ya in a little." He said and hung up.
Rae sighed and looked at John, "Should I tell them, or wait until I'm sure," she asked picking her cigarette pack up off the nightstand. John cleared his throat. Rae looked at him confused and he nodded toward her cigarettes. She groaned and crushed the pack in her hand. She then chewed on the side of her thumb. John smiled, "We can tell them when we know for sure." Rae nodded in agreement as John walked over to hug her, he kissed her gently and then smiled at her, "I love you so much." Rae looked up at him, amused, "You damn well better, you got me knocked up." John laughed softly and kissed her again. Rae sighed and leaned her head against John's chest, "We need to get Heather up."
Brock kissed Heather's forehead and rolled off her, pulling her into his arms. She put her arm around his waist and laid her head in the crook of his neck, "I love you." She mumbled softly. He grinned. "And I love you." He kissed her head and once again put his hand on her growing belly. "So have you picked a name yet?" He asked softly. She nodded and looked up at him. "I'm gonna name her after Rae and Amanda. Is that okay?" She asked hesitantly. "Sure it is baby. I don't mind." He smiled and kissed her. John and Rae walked out of their hotel room and started toward Heather's room. Rae leaned against the wall and wrapped her knuckles on the door, "Chica, you up?" Heather quickly shot up when she heard Rae's voice on the other side of the door. "What-" Heather quickly put her hand over Brock's mouth. She shook her head, she looked around nervously. Then she pointed to the bathroom and lightly shoved Brock out of her bed. Once he was in there with the door half way closed she stood up, pulling on her jeans and putting a T-shirt on. She quickly picked up his clothes and shoved them under the bed. Rae continued to bang on the door, pissing Heather off. Heather walked over and opened the door, after running her hand over her hair, "Hey Rae." Rae looked at her suspiciously, "Hey." Heather smiled, trying to hide her irritation, "So, what are you guys doin here?" John smiled, completely unaware of Rae looking around, "We came to see if you wanted to go to breakfast, Amanda and Randy are going." Heather nodded. "Yea, ok, uh. I need a shower." She said nervously. Rae noticed Heather's uneasiness. "Can we come in?" Rae asked. Heather shook her head. "No, go back to John's room." She said too quickly. John noticed how Heather was acting and looked confused. "It's my room too ya know." Rae said as she and John pushed their way in. Rae looked around, searching for anything out of place. She spotted something poking out from under Heather's bed, "John, would you leave us alone for a moment?" John went to protest and Rae looked at him, "John." He sighed and walked out of the room. Heather watched nervously, "What are you lookin for?" Rae walked over to the edge of Heather's bed and pulled out a shirt, "What the fuck is this," she demanded. Heather's eyes widened. 'Oh shit' She thought. "It's John's. Yeah John's!" Heather said then quickly snatched it from Rae. "Get out! I need to get ready!" Heather snapped, Rae eyed her and shook her head, she leaned over and sniffed her. "You smell like sex." Rae looked at her oddly. Rae snatched the shirt back from Heather, "Bullshit this is John's, it's way too big for him!" Rae looked around, obviously pissed off, "Where the fuck ..." her voice trailed off when her eyes fell on the bathroom door. She looked at Heather, "I swear to God, if the fuck I think is in there, is in there, I'm outta here!" Rae grabbed the door and damn near ripped it from the hinges as she whipped it open She growled and then slammed the door shut. She looked over at Heather, "I fuckin gone!" She then stormed out of the hotel room. Heather sat on the bed and put her head in her hands. Brock came out and sat beside her, "It's my fault." He put his arm around her. Heather looked up at him and wrapped her arms around him. "No it's not, she'll get over it. If she's really my friend then she came except you as my husband." Brock nodded.
Amanda watched as Rae walked down into the hotel lobby, completely pissed off, John was following behind her, begging her to calm down. Rae stopped at Amanda, "You better do something about YOUR friend," she snapped. Amanda looked at Rae, confused, "What are you talkin about?" Rae sighed and the anger subsided, "He was hidin in her bathroom! HE SPENT THE FUCKIN NIGHT THERE!" Amanda's jaw dropped, "What?!" Rae nodded, "Yeah, that's some shit, ain't it?!" Amanda sat down in a chair and looked up at Rae as John, again tried to calm her down, "Rae, it isn't good to be so worked up, in your condition." Amanda's eyes went wide, "What?!" Rae glared at John and he smiled sheepishly. Rae looked at her friend, "It's possible." She then shook her head, "We're talkin about Heather, not me!" Randy sighed, "Rae's right. Why the fuck would Heather have Brock over last night?" Rae scoffed, "One fuckin guess." Randy shook his head, "That's not what I mean. After all he's done to her ... " Amanda sighed, "She still loves him guys." Rae growled, "And he's still a piece of shit! Any man that beats up on a woman deserves to be fuckin tortured. Death is too forgiving!" Rae shook her head and sat on a bench. John sat beside her and took her hand. "After all I did for her...and she takes that fuck back!" Rae snapped and stood up, starting to pace. "Rae, calm down." John said concerned. Rae shook her head. "I will not! I deserve to be pissed!" Rae growled, "Well what do ya know." She said when she noticed Heather walking towards them, by herself. Amanda looked at Rae, "Don't say anything stupid, I know that's hard for you, but keep your mouth shut." She stood up and walked over to Heather, "You okay chica?" Rae growled and sat back down next to John as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Amanda looked at Heather, waiting for her to answer. Heather shrugged. "I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?" Amanda didn't speak, she only looked over at Raechel who rolled her eyes and shook her head. Randy walked up and stood next to Amanda, "So, you're happy being with him again?" Heather eyes all four of them, "Who said I was with him?" Rae scoffed as she stood up, "You think I'm a fuckin idiot!" John stood up and tried to get her to sit back down, "Rae, please ... " "Fuck that!" She looked back at Heather, "Why the fuck else would his clothes be hidden under your bed, and him hidin in your fuckin bathroom?!" Heather put her hands in her pockets and sighed. "Whatever Rae." Heather said turning to leave. Rae glared at her as she started to leave, "Yeah, go fuckin run back to that stupid fuckin asshole! This time, I ain't gonna be the one that fuckin saves your ass," her voice breaking at the end of her sentence. Amanda just shook her head at Rae. Heather stopped and didn't turn around, she shook her head as tears burned her eyes, then she walked out of the lobby.
Author's Note: DAMN BROCK! DAMN MY TENDENCY TO HOLD A GRUDGE! *cries* ... chica, don't go ... REVIEW ...
Chapter 34: Breaking Up
Heather opened her eyes when the sunlight came shinning in on her beautiful face. She sighed, last night had been a dream. It had felt so damn real though. If only it were reality. She gasped softly when two large arms circled her waist. 'What the fuck?' She thought shocked. It wasn't a dream, it was reality. Heather tried to sit up, but couldn't with how closely Brock was holding her. She rolled over, "Brock," her voice soft at first. He didn't stir and she grew irritated, "Damn it Brock, wake up!" Brock's eyes snapped open, "I'm up, I'm up." Brock looked over at Heather as if she had more then one head. "What?" he asked. "Rae will be back soon." Heather said and went to stand up. Brock grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down on the bed. He kissed her softly then looked into her eyes. "When will I see you again?" He asked, knowing Rae would keep Heather under a watchful eye. Heather shrugged slightly, "I dunno Brock." She said wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of her. He grinned and kissed her passionately. She moaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth. She loved to feel him close to her, even when he was an arrogant jerk. Brock pulled back and looked down at her. "I better leave." He said standing up. Heather sat up and looked at him. She watched as he picked up all his clothes. "I don't want you to leave though." Heather said softly. Brock sighed and sat beside her. "Baby, if Rae sees me in here, we'll both be in some deep shit." He laughed. Heather shrugged and once again pulled him down on top of her. She grinned at him. "Another hour won't hurt."
Rae groaned as she was covered with the bright morning light. She sat up and massaged her temples. She looked over at John who was still sound asleep, "Of fuckin course." She suddenly felt sick and jumped from the bed. She ran into the bathroom and kneeled down over the toilet. John grumbled as he heard Rae in the bathroom puking her guts out. John walked over to the bathroom and looked down at Rae with an amused smile, "Have too much to drink?" Rae looked up at him worried, "No, it's not a hangover." John's blue eyes went wide, "You mean ..." Rae slowly stood up as she flushed the toilet. She shrugged as she put toothpaste on her toothbrush, "I don't know babe." John swallowed as he walked over to sit on the bed, "How, I mean, we were being careful." Rae nodded as she rinsed her mouth after brushing her teeth, "I know, but there have been a couple times recently that we haven't." John ran his hand over his hair. Rae sighed and walked over to him; he wrapped his arms around her and rested his head against her stomach, "Are you happy?" Rae smiled and ran her fingers down the back of John's neck, "I mean, it's a surprise, but yeah, it'll be cool to have a kid." John smiled at her, "Yeah, it would be cool." Rae put her hand on her stomach, "God, I'm fuckin hungry." John laughed, "Big surprise." Rae playfully slappes his arm, "You shut up."
Randy groaned as he heard his cellphone start to ring, he grumbled and rolled over and picked it up off the night stand. "What?!" He said into the phone, Randy, as everyone knew was not a morning person. He heard John laugh on the other side. "Cranky are we?" John laughed. Randy growled. "What do you want?" Randy sat up. John sighed. "We're going to breakfast, would you and Amanda be so kind in as to join us?" John said smirking. "You interrupt my peaceful sleep for food?" Randy groaned. He looked over at Amanda who was waking up. "Yea, we'll join ya'll." He said. John nodded, "Good, be ready in 20. Me and Rae still need to go get Heather up." John said and grinned, he knew she would be starving, like always. He laughed, "OK man, see ya in a little." He said and hung up.
Rae sighed and looked at John, "Should I tell them, or wait until I'm sure," she asked picking her cigarette pack up off the nightstand. John cleared his throat. Rae looked at him confused and he nodded toward her cigarettes. She groaned and crushed the pack in her hand. She then chewed on the side of her thumb. John smiled, "We can tell them when we know for sure." Rae nodded in agreement as John walked over to hug her, he kissed her gently and then smiled at her, "I love you so much." Rae looked up at him, amused, "You damn well better, you got me knocked up." John laughed softly and kissed her again. Rae sighed and leaned her head against John's chest, "We need to get Heather up."
Brock kissed Heather's forehead and rolled off her, pulling her into his arms. She put her arm around his waist and laid her head in the crook of his neck, "I love you." She mumbled softly. He grinned. "And I love you." He kissed her head and once again put his hand on her growing belly. "So have you picked a name yet?" He asked softly. She nodded and looked up at him. "I'm gonna name her after Rae and Amanda. Is that okay?" She asked hesitantly. "Sure it is baby. I don't mind." He smiled and kissed her. John and Rae walked out of their hotel room and started toward Heather's room. Rae leaned against the wall and wrapped her knuckles on the door, "Chica, you up?" Heather quickly shot up when she heard Rae's voice on the other side of the door. "What-" Heather quickly put her hand over Brock's mouth. She shook her head, she looked around nervously. Then she pointed to the bathroom and lightly shoved Brock out of her bed. Once he was in there with the door half way closed she stood up, pulling on her jeans and putting a T-shirt on. She quickly picked up his clothes and shoved them under the bed. Rae continued to bang on the door, pissing Heather off. Heather walked over and opened the door, after running her hand over her hair, "Hey Rae." Rae looked at her suspiciously, "Hey." Heather smiled, trying to hide her irritation, "So, what are you guys doin here?" John smiled, completely unaware of Rae looking around, "We came to see if you wanted to go to breakfast, Amanda and Randy are going." Heather nodded. "Yea, ok, uh. I need a shower." She said nervously. Rae noticed Heather's uneasiness. "Can we come in?" Rae asked. Heather shook her head. "No, go back to John's room." She said too quickly. John noticed how Heather was acting and looked confused. "It's my room too ya know." Rae said as she and John pushed their way in. Rae looked around, searching for anything out of place. She spotted something poking out from under Heather's bed, "John, would you leave us alone for a moment?" John went to protest and Rae looked at him, "John." He sighed and walked out of the room. Heather watched nervously, "What are you lookin for?" Rae walked over to the edge of Heather's bed and pulled out a shirt, "What the fuck is this," she demanded. Heather's eyes widened. 'Oh shit' She thought. "It's John's. Yeah John's!" Heather said then quickly snatched it from Rae. "Get out! I need to get ready!" Heather snapped, Rae eyed her and shook her head, she leaned over and sniffed her. "You smell like sex." Rae looked at her oddly. Rae snatched the shirt back from Heather, "Bullshit this is John's, it's way too big for him!" Rae looked around, obviously pissed off, "Where the fuck ..." her voice trailed off when her eyes fell on the bathroom door. She looked at Heather, "I swear to God, if the fuck I think is in there, is in there, I'm outta here!" Rae grabbed the door and damn near ripped it from the hinges as she whipped it open She growled and then slammed the door shut. She looked over at Heather, "I fuckin gone!" She then stormed out of the hotel room. Heather sat on the bed and put her head in her hands. Brock came out and sat beside her, "It's my fault." He put his arm around her. Heather looked up at him and wrapped her arms around him. "No it's not, she'll get over it. If she's really my friend then she came except you as my husband." Brock nodded.
Amanda watched as Rae walked down into the hotel lobby, completely pissed off, John was following behind her, begging her to calm down. Rae stopped at Amanda, "You better do something about YOUR friend," she snapped. Amanda looked at Rae, confused, "What are you talkin about?" Rae sighed and the anger subsided, "He was hidin in her bathroom! HE SPENT THE FUCKIN NIGHT THERE!" Amanda's jaw dropped, "What?!" Rae nodded, "Yeah, that's some shit, ain't it?!" Amanda sat down in a chair and looked up at Rae as John, again tried to calm her down, "Rae, it isn't good to be so worked up, in your condition." Amanda's eyes went wide, "What?!" Rae glared at John and he smiled sheepishly. Rae looked at her friend, "It's possible." She then shook her head, "We're talkin about Heather, not me!" Randy sighed, "Rae's right. Why the fuck would Heather have Brock over last night?" Rae scoffed, "One fuckin guess." Randy shook his head, "That's not what I mean. After all he's done to her ... " Amanda sighed, "She still loves him guys." Rae growled, "And he's still a piece of shit! Any man that beats up on a woman deserves to be fuckin tortured. Death is too forgiving!" Rae shook her head and sat on a bench. John sat beside her and took her hand. "After all I did for her...and she takes that fuck back!" Rae snapped and stood up, starting to pace. "Rae, calm down." John said concerned. Rae shook her head. "I will not! I deserve to be pissed!" Rae growled, "Well what do ya know." She said when she noticed Heather walking towards them, by herself. Amanda looked at Rae, "Don't say anything stupid, I know that's hard for you, but keep your mouth shut." She stood up and walked over to Heather, "You okay chica?" Rae growled and sat back down next to John as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Amanda looked at Heather, waiting for her to answer. Heather shrugged. "I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?" Amanda didn't speak, she only looked over at Raechel who rolled her eyes and shook her head. Randy walked up and stood next to Amanda, "So, you're happy being with him again?" Heather eyes all four of them, "Who said I was with him?" Rae scoffed as she stood up, "You think I'm a fuckin idiot!" John stood up and tried to get her to sit back down, "Rae, please ... " "Fuck that!" She looked back at Heather, "Why the fuck else would his clothes be hidden under your bed, and him hidin in your fuckin bathroom?!" Heather put her hands in her pockets and sighed. "Whatever Rae." Heather said turning to leave. Rae glared at her as she started to leave, "Yeah, go fuckin run back to that stupid fuckin asshole! This time, I ain't gonna be the one that fuckin saves your ass," her voice breaking at the end of her sentence. Amanda just shook her head at Rae. Heather stopped and didn't turn around, she shook her head as tears burned her eyes, then she walked out of the lobby.
Author's Note: DAMN BROCK! DAMN MY TENDENCY TO HOLD A GRUDGE! *cries* ... chica, don't go ... REVIEW ...