The next morning, Reba woke up with a smile on her face. Just thinking of John made her get goosebumps. She got out of bed and walked into her bathroom. She began to draw water for her bath. As soon as she felt that the temperature was just right and there were enough bubbles, she slowly stepped into the soothing water. She sank down in the water, not wanting to leave that moment of peace. A few moments later the phone rang. As soon as she heard the sound she sank all the way underneath the water, hoping that whoever it was would stop calling. For a moment she thought that it was John calling, but he didn't even know her last name. She just figured that it was Barbara Jean or Brock calling. Once she resurfaced she once again returned to the peacefulness of her relaxing bath.
After about half an hour she got out and dried off. She threw on a shirt and some cut-off jeans, and ran downstairs to check the caller id to see who called. A name she didn't recognize appeared. Thomas, J. She thought for a moment. oh no! I bet that was him! But how did he get my number? I missed my chance! Maybe he will call again. I hope so! A worried look came over Reba's face. Suddenly she heard a knock at the door. Who could that be? she wondered. She ran up to the door and pulled it open. She wasn't suprised at all to see Barbara Jean standing there.
"Hey Reba!" Barbara Jean said in her normal annoying way.
"Barbara Jean."Reba said unexcitedly as her face turned to a look of boredom.
Barbara Jean marched in and plopped down on her sofa.
"Barbara Jean, what are you doing here?" Reba asked wanting her to leave.
"I just got a little bored over at my house." She said.
"Well what about Brock? Don't ya'll have stuff to do?" Reba asked.
"All we do is fight now-a-days and last night when he got home he seemed a little down." Barbara Jean said with a sad look on her face.
"Well who cares? Fighting, loving. As long as it keeps you out of my house, them I'm all for it!" Reba smirked as a big smile formed on her face.
Barbara Jean just rolled her eyes. At that moment there was a knock at the back door. Reba ran to answer it. When she opened it she was suprised to find John standing there with flowers. Reba smiled so big, that it seemed her face would never return to normal.
"Hey." she finally said.
"It's nice to see you again." John said while leaning down to kiss her lightly on the lips.
Just then Reba remebered that Barbara Jean was in the other room.
"Hold on." She said to John while running towards the living room. "I'll be back in a minute."
It was too late Barbara Jean was already at the entrance to the kitchen and said,"Well! Reba! You go girl!"
Reba shot her a look saying "please stop being so stupid! And she glanced at John who was sitting at the table. She smiled with a worried gleam in her eye.
"Uhh...Reba who is this?" John questioned.
"Her? OH...uhh...she is the uhh...epitome of blonde!" Reba said looking like she had accomplished something.
"Oh thank you, Reba! You know that is the nicest thing that any one is ever said to me!" BJ said not knowing that she had just been slightly insulted. "Actually, my name is Barbara Jean." She said reaching out her hand to John.
"Well, I guess I better be on my way." BJ said as she winked at Reba.
"Yeah I guess you better." Reba said while urging BJ towards the door, and once there shoving her out and then slamming the door behind her. Then she looked at John and smiled. When she sat down an uncomfortable look came over her face.
"Now I guess I better tell you the whole story." She said.
"Well not unless you feel the need to." he said trying to cheer her up.
"Remember, I told you that I am divorced? Well, Barbara Jean is the reason. My husband, Brock, and I were happily married. Then he hired BJ to be his dental hygenist." she said sighing."Then they had an affair and the result was a little boy named Henry. And then we divorced and they married. It was the hardest time I do believe that I have ever went through. I guess that's why I haven't really had much of a love interest lately, cause' I'm scared that might happen again." Reba said looking at the floor. I wonder if I am going to regret saying that? I probably will.
"Well any guy who wouldn't wanna have an interest in you is definitely crazy!" He said trying to lift her spirit. "Listen I just stopped by to see if you wanted to go with me to a BBQ tonight. I mean, if you say "no" then I'll understand." he said, with a little smirk on his face that kind of said,"I know you."
"How could I say "no"?" she said with a huge smile on her face.
They walked over to the door and he gave her a kiss goodbye on the cheek and said,"Reba, you don't have to worry about me hurting you." Then he smiled and walked out the door. Reba thought to herself, Oh my goodness! I REALLY like this guy!
(Meanwhile at Brock's house...)
"Brock! Brock! Brock!" Barbara Jean yelled as she ran in the door.
"What?" Brock yelled back.
"Oh my gosh! You will never believe this!" BJ said trying hard to contain her excitment.
"Go on...try me." He said perking up a bit.
"Reba has got a new man! I just saw him, and BOY is he dreamy! I never thought that she had it in her! I guess I rubbed off on her." BJ said, not knowing how stupid she really sounded.
Brock's face kind of saddened when he heard the news. Barbara Jean had no idea that just the night before he had seen the two kissing.
"that's uhh...great." Brock said sounding uninterested.
"Brock, honey, what's wrong?" BJ asked curiously.
"Nothing. Look, Kyra just called and I'm going to go pick her up from the mall. I'll see you later." He lied.
"Oh..okay." BJ said looking sad.
Then Brock got up and walked out the door, and Barbara Jean wen to check on Henry.
(Back at Reba's...)
Reba was sitting on her sofa flipping through the stations. Once she found something that she liked, she sat still and got lost in what was happening on the screen. She was so lost that she did not hear the knock at the door. Then a second later, Brock opened the door gently.
"Reba?" He said to her.
"Brock. What brings you by?" she asked, not taking her eyes off of the television.
"I need to talk to you." He said sitting down next to her on the sofa.
She grabbed the remote control and flipped off the TV. She turned to face Brock.
"What is it? Did something happen with Barbara Jean?" She asked with a concerned look in her eyes.
"No it's uhhh...it's you." He said bravely.
"Me?" she asked," What did I do?"
"Well, last night I came over because I was gonna ask you if I could borrow some sugar, and I saw the you with someone, kissing them."
"Brock? Why didn't you let me know you were here?" She asked frantically.
"Look, Reba, when I saw ya'll together old memories flooded my mine. You know ever since the doctor asked us if we still love each other my answer has been yes. Reba I still love you!" He said while putting his hand to her face and rubbing her cheek.
"You hurt me, Brock! You broke my heart! You can't just come back in here and try to fix everything because you are jealous!" Reba said jolting up from her seat on the couch. She walked over to the entrance to the kitchen and crossed her arms not wanting Brock to see the tears that were welling in her eyes. He followed. He then placed his hands on her shoulders.
"I think that I have something good with John and you need to fix whatever is wrong with Barbara Jean and you. It's too late for love now! You should have known that the day that you walked out that door. I have put that whole thing behind me and now it is time that you do too." Reba said turning to look in his eyes.
"Reba no matter what happens you were my first true love and you will be my only true love." He slid his hand around her hip and pulled her in close.
"Brock I told you, it's too late now. What's done is done! I like John now!"
All of a sudden he silenced her unexpectedly when he pulled her in to his arms tight and kissed her lips intensly. To Reba's own suprise, she did not pull away but instead kissed him back with great force.
After a minute or so she pulled away. "What am I doing! Brock! I can't do this now. It's over." She broke loose of his grip and ran to the foot of the staircase.
"Brock, please!" she cried!
She then turned and ran upstairs.
How could I do this to myself? I don't love him anymore! I am not even sure that I even like him! But if I don't then why did I kiss him back? She hadn't even made it to her room when she fell down on the floor in front of her bathroom and started to sob. Then she laid her whole body down and looked at the ceiling. A little puddle was right by her face where the tears had fallen. Just then she heard the door shut. Brock had left. What is going to happen now? After laying there for a while, Reba slowly drifted into an uneasy sleep.
