Night Had Made a Mess of Me
"And the lyrics sounded so familiar, but I couldn't place my finger on it." Angela sighed after returning with her new, and honey brown hair. "It's like I know where they're from, but I just don't want to admit it or something. You know what I mean Ricky?"
"Yeah. But don't you want to hear about someone else's trauma?" He asked, referring to almost losing his job again.
"Go on. I'm sorry I've been a drag with all my Dan drama." Angela I apologized as Ricky's expression softened.
"It's no big deal. I just thought … never mind. Come here." Ricky hugged me tightly. "So, do you even remember the lyrics?"
"Vividly." Angela paused as she began the words. "I was going nowhere, going nowhere fast. Drowning in my memories, living in the past …"
"Oh my God Angela. It's--"
"Ricky … Angela …" Rayanne gasped, running into the house, looking like she had just escaped death with a little boy attached to her hand.
"Rayanne, what's going on?" Ricky ran over to her, hugging Rayanne tightly. "Was it Joey again?" He whispered as Rayanne nodded, looking away.
"Can I just stay here for a while?" She asked, not wanting to get into any deep conversations in front of Angela. It had been like that since high school. The two of them had always shared secrets and a bond that Angela never fit into. Because if Rayanne let her know what was really going on in her life, Angela wouldn't be able to handle it. She would probably pity Rayanne again and that whole situation with rehab would be rehashed. It was easier this way.
"Rayanne." Angela whispered, hugging her tightly and looking at the little boy who had not said anything and remained motionless, almost as if he were a statue. "Who is this?"
"I think Rayanne needs some sleep." Ricky intervened, whisking both his friend, and her son off into one of the other rooms.
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"Hey baby." Isabella smiled meeting Jordan as soon as he came back from his "rendezvous" with Angela. She kissed him passionately, leading him over to the couch.
"What are you doing here?" He wondered, annoyed that he couldn't think about what just happened, or figure out what he was going to do next.
"Don't sound so happy to see me." Isabella rolled her eyes. "We need to make some final wedding decisions." She placed a book onto the table in front of the couch.
"So you flew all the way here to tell me that?" Jordan sighed.
"Yeah. It's the rest of our lives." Isabella looked at him intensely, as if expecting him to respond somehow. But, the way she said it sounded so final. But her knew he had to say something …
"I know." Jordan responded in order to keep the peace. "What you want, I want. I just want you to be happy." He declared as Isabella kissed him passionately.
"Good because I found the perfect gown and I know that you said I should stay within our budget, but it's absolutely gorgeous…" Isabella explained as Jordan struggled to pay attention. Within a couple of hours, she was still talking, but eventually fell asleep. But Jordan could not. There was something that he had to do first,
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"Ricky, what is going on? Why is Rayanne coming here in the middle of the night all bruised up with a little boy on her arm? What is she hiding?" Angela asked, concerned.
"I can't tell you about that. Only she can. Just hold on a second and I'll talk to her." Ricky rushed to the back of the house as Angela sat down completely confused. Everything was bad before and now everything was so complicated. All the people she knew were keeping secrets from her and she didn't understand why. She could handle the truth and reality. No one needed to shelter her from herself.
Ding dong.
"I'll get it!" Angela yelled knowing that Ricky and Rayanne were back there talking to each other about their secrets and getting closer and closer by the second.
"Hey. Wait. Don't close the door." As if he had some sort of power over her, Angela obeyed, moving to the side to let him in. "Umm … there's something I need to say to you." Dan took off his hat and his coat.
"Jordan? J- Jordan Catalono?"
"Yeah, it's me. But you knew it all along, didn't you? Deep down you knew that we kept running into each other for a reason."
"What are you babbling about?" Angela pouted, tears welling up in her eyes. "You pretended to be someone else so that I would like you? Why would you do that when you're getting married?"
"I know it sounds bad but--"
"And you think you can just come back into my life and I'll forget how you completely ignored me after you slept with Rayanne, like it was my fault or something." She paused. "And don't give me that it was a long time ago because it still hurts. A lot."
"Angela, let me say … what I have to say." Jordan sighed. "I'm sorry I put you through this, but when I realized it was you … I didn't want you to turn away because you knew it was me. I just wanted to see what I was--"
"Missing out on?" Angela finished for him. "You bastard."
"No. I found out that … maybe … Angela."
"I don't want to hear it. I don't wanna hear it. Get out."
"Wait. Please."
"Now!" With tears streaming down her face, Angela gave Jordan a huge shove.
"I'll leave you alone … forever." He paused because it was so hard for him to say. "If you come to my concert. I want you to be there." Jordan handed Angela tickets, surprised that she didn't tear them up. Already, he was thinking of a way to make this work.
"A concert?" Angela whispered when Jordan was out of sight.
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"Eric, not now. I can't believe you followed me here." Isabella giggled, as he continued to explore her neck. "You're so lucky. Jordan left like ten minutes ago."
"Does he know?"
"Of course not. He's too stupid to figure it out." She replied, hearing the door of the hotel unlock. "Shit. He's here. Go!"
"Hey."
"Where have you been? I've been waiting up for you." Isabella lied as Jordan looked at her sadly. She didn't deserve to be dragged into this. Neither did Angela. Instantly, he knew that she was going to have to make a decision.
"I love you." Jordan kissed her shyly as Isabella giggled, jumping and wrapping her legs around his back.
"Prove it."
Kissing her again, Jordan realized that he couldn't. They had made it to the bed, but something wasn't right. He could sense it. "Are those mine?" He wondered, pointing at a pair of boxer briefs on the floor. "I never leave my underwear on the floor."
"Sorry. I guess the cleaning people were doing laundry or something." Isabella suggested nervously as I heard someone … sneeze. It was definitely a sneeze.
"Isabella, what's going on?"
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"Where the hell is she?" Ricky stopped, hearing a loud knocking on the door. "Where is Rayanne?"
"Don't let him in." Rayanne appeared from the back of the house.
"Mommy, I'm scared." Angela looked suddenly, realizing that Ricky and Rayanne had been keeping a lot from me.
"Mommy?"
"Go into Ricky's room and hide in the closet. Don't move or say anything until we come and get you with the password. You remember the password, don't you?" Rayanne wondered as her son nodded quickly out of fear.
"Rayanne, when did you have a child? What is going on?" I questioned as Ricky came to the rescue.
"Not now Angela. This is serious."
"Open the damn door NOW!" Joey bellowed as Rayanne rushed to the linen closet.
"I don't want you guys to be apart of this." She started tying sheets together. "I'm going out the window to a friend's house. He'll never find me there. Just keep Donovan safe." Rayanne made us promise as she started to go before Ricky could protest.
"Aren't you going to stop her? Do something! Call the police." Angela begged, her voice becoming whiny.
"If I do, Rayanne will be locked up too."
(A/N: What do you think? No update after … too many months and it gets good. I really got into this chapter and hope that you do/will too. Make sure to voice your opinion and this "Beautiful Goodbye" will end soon. (tear) –NL)
