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A few days had passed and I've been enjoying time with my brother. Criss got him a room at the Luxor while he was here and I have also got my own room too. I figured staying with Criss wasn't the best way to clear my mind. I mean lets face it… I slept with the man, plus can you imagine the shit that goes on at your job after something like that happens? Oh yea, that's right, everything changed. People start asking questions when the boss and foreign girl aren't exactly fighting like they use to be. Even more so when they do end up going off on each other and even worse when they go to lunch together. See where I'm coming from here? Everything is all messed up at the moment and staying with Criss would have just made things more confusing. Isn't it enough seeing him everyday at work?
So where I am now, some might ask, I'm sitting down at a booth, in a little Italian restaurant on the Strip with my brother. We haven't really got a chance to talk much since he got here due to work and everything so I took a day off of work to get that chance. Plus I need to go pick up the rest of my shit from my former place of living and I wasn't doing that alone. Hell no. Ville nudged me slightly and I looked over at him, being pulled out of my thoughts.
"So… how's everything going?"
"Eh… it could be better bro. I'm lost at what I should do in this situation."
"Follow your heart."
"That's the problem."
I sighed and looked down at my almost full plate of spaghetti. Where the fuck was following my heart going to get me at this point when my heart doesn't even know which way to go? See, here's a problem... I know I made a good choice leaving Jack, I don't know if I should follow through with Criss, or just stay single for a while. I'm being tugged two ways and I'm sure stopping by my old place isn't going to help. I haven't been back there since the break up, and that wasn't exactly an easy feet on my wallet... I've had to buy myself a few new outfits because I didn't want to go back there.
"How is it a problem?"
"Dunno what I want to do... it's being tugged two ways really. Staying single for a bit until this whole break up mess is over and going out with Criss... I just don't want to end up making a mistake and him end up being just a rebound."
"Hmm, quite the predicament there..."
"No shit."
I looked back down at the plate of food, only this time I actually got a fork full of the noodles and placed them in my mouth. The food was okay, not the best but still okay, and to be truly honest I wasn't too interested in eating at the moment anyways. After swallowing my mouth full of noodles I looked over at my bro's plate and saw it was empty already. No surprise really…
"So what's after this?"
"We're gonna go to my old house and pick up my stuff."
"Sounds fun…"
I looked at my brother who had just replied oh so sarcastically and cracked a smile. This was going to be fun.
"After I get the shit I need and we take it to the hotel we'll go out and do something okay?"
"Sounds good."
The waiter came by and placed the bill on the table, I reached out to grab it but Ville got to it before me. Looking up a bit I glared at my brother who just smirked slightly in my direction.
"I said today was my treat."
"And I said in the situation you're in you need to save up your money so you can find a place to live."
"Oi."
"I have money sis... I'm pretty sure I can afford a 50 dollar food bill without any troubles."
"Yea yea, its like pocket change to you. Blah blah blah."
Ville laughed slightly and I just shook my head as I got up from the booth and made my way toward the front. Ville followed me after leaving a generous... a truly generous tip on the table and stopped at the register to pay for the food. We got out of there and made our way back to the car, and then it was off to my old place. I really... really... didn't want to come back here. If I didn't have an attachment to some of the stuff that I have there I wouldn't have gone back but I need a few things. The car pulled to a stop out front of my old house and I took a deep breath as I leaned back in my seat and pulled the keys out of the ignition.
"Come on sis, the faster we get this over with the faster we can get on with our day of fun."
He was right, I grabbed the door handle of the car and pulled it up causing the door to unlatch. Slowly, I stepped out of the car and made my way to the door with Ville by my side. He grabbed my hand in a supporting manner as I unlocked the door and stepped into the house. The place was a goddamn mess; as soon as I saw the condition it was in I just stared in shock. There was pizza boxes littering the living room, along with soda and beer cans. This was truly fucking gross... and the smell... oh god.
"Wow... how'd you live here?"
"Um... it was kept clean while I was here. Never in a million years would any place I live look like this."
I made my way up the stairs, careful to not touch any of the dirty clothes that were thrown along the railing and went into my old room. Luckily, at least the room was clean and tidy. It would make shit for me so much easier. Ville walked in behind me and looked around a bit surprised that this room was still in one piece.
"I guess he didn't feel like making a mess out of where he sleeps."
"Guess so."
I walked over to the closet and pulled out a couple suitcases and threw them on the bed. Ville opened them all up for me as I pulled my clothes from hangers and tossed them to Ville, when he got the clothes he folded them and put them in the suitcases. After cleaning out the closet of my clothes the suitcases I had pulled out were full. So I got under the bed and pulled out two duffle bags and one more suitcase. I opened them all up and walked over to the dresser that held my undergarments.
"Luckily... all the stuff that's important to me will all fit in the bags and suitcases."
"Yea well you've never been one to really have a lot of clothes and jewelry and all of that crap."
"So true."
I grabbed my bras, panties, socks and stockings from inside the dresser and went back over to one of the duffle bags and placed them inside. They didn't even fill up one of the duffle bags, which is what I expected. Ville had gotten back in the closet while I did that and grabbed my three pairs of vans, boots and the two pairs of high heels I had in there and placed them in the other duffle bag. From there I grabbed my jewelry box, which I checked to make sure all of my priceless things were still in there... namely the ring my mother gave me that belonged to my grandma and the necklace my dad got me for my 16th birthday, and put it in the duffle bag with my undergarments. We zipped both the duffle bags up and Ville looked at the empty suitcase left on the bed.
"Looks like we don't need this one."
"Bullshit we don't... I have to grab my camera and the books that have the photo's I've taken in them."
"Oh, of course. How could I have forgot about that?"
"Mainly because you aren't me."
I grinned a little at Ville as I went and grabbed the camera case that I kept my camera in and looked inside. My camera was gone... my baby, the only thing I ever took pictures with was gone. I threw the case down on the floor and got extremely pissed off. Of all the shit I had that was the most priceless thing I had. That was the camera I took my first picture with, the one I've paid hundreds of dollars on over the years to get it fixed when it broke... the camera that started my career as a photographer off.
"Oh shit..."
"My fucking camera is gone! It's fucking gone! What the fuck did the asshole do with it!?"
"Calm down sis..."
"Don't fucking tell me to calm down. That's the fucking camera that started my career."
Ville looked down a bit and I just looked on about ready to hit something or someone. I grabbed the books with my pictures in them and placed them in the suitcase then shut the case up. I grabbed the two duffle bags and the case and looked to Ville.
"Grab the other stuff we're going to take it all down to the car."
He nodded and grabbed the rest of my shit and we walked back down the stairs and out of the house. We threw everything in the trunk and instead of getting in the car I walked back inside the house. I knew Jack was there when we were getting everything purely because his car was in the driveway. It's just finding him that's going to be the problem; he's probably still asleep somewhere in the house. I walked around the house looking for him, and then finally found him passed out on the lawn chair in the back. I leaned down really close to his ear and then proceeded to yell.
"Wake the fuck up motherfucker!"
Jack jumped up a bit startled and looked over at me with a little bit of fear in his eyes.
"Where the fuck is it Jack!?"
"Where's what?"
"My fucking camera."
"Oh that thing... I sold it."
Oh no... he didn't just fucking tell me he sold my camera. Why the fuck would he do that?
"You... sold... my... camera..."
"Yep... went for about 200 bucks on E-bay."
"You had no fucking right to sell my camera!"
"You had no right to sleep with your boss."
"Don't even get on the topic of cheating on your other half you worthless piece of shit."
I grabbed Jack by the shirt collar and leaned in closely to him. If I would have been an onlooker to this I wouldn't have believed it... I mean, compared to me Jack is a fucking pro wrestler and I'm... well I'm a defenseless little girl.
"Who the fuck did you sell it to? Where the hell is it going and mostly, you're going to get it back."
"Or what?"
"Or I'm going to call the god damn cops and get them involved in this whole thing. That camera was rightfully mine, not yours, you had no right to sell it."
"You wont do shit."
That's when I was pulled away from Jack and Ville stepped up to him in my place.
"She may not do shit but I sure as hell will. Our parents got her that camera, it's something she holds close to her heart and you sell it because of a break up? Grow the fuck up. If you don't get that thing back then there will be no need to call the cops because I'll beat the shit out of you."
At this point I couldn't help but smile some. I love my brother, he's the greatest brother in the world and he scares the shit out of Jack... he always has. Jack looked at Ville with wide eyes and just nodded his head as if to say 'yes master, right away master'.
"Now what are you going to do?"
"Get the camera back..."
"And why are you going to do this?"
"Because I had no right to sell it."
"And if you don't get it back what's going to happen to you?"
"I'm going to end up hospitalized..."
See... now Ville was just enjoying this... it was actually kind of funny. Ville pushed Jack down and Jack ran off into the house. He came back out with a box in his hands.
"I hadn't shipped it yet..."
I grabbed the box and opened it up, looking inside I saw a bunch of those little white cushy things and dug through them finally finding something. I pulled it out and it was my camera. Instantly I smiled and looked at Ville.
"Thanks bro. As for you, you better refund the person that bought this because they sure as hell aren't getting the package and you're damn lucky you hadn't sent it yet. Come on Ville, let's go."
Ville nodded and we walked back through the house and out of it. We got back into the car and pulled away from the house. All I really cared about at that moment was thank god I got my camera. If he would have already sent that thing out I would have killed him myself. I turned onto Rainbow and looked over at Ville.
"Thanks for being there and taking care of that bro..."
"No problem sis."
I smiled a bit and looked back to the road.
At The Hotel
We had gotten back to the hotel and put everything in my room. Instead of going out and having fun I sent Ville back to his room because I was still pissed off over the whole situation. I just wanted some time to cool down and collect myself properly before going out, otherwise I was just going to ruin the time me and my brother were going to spend with each other. So I was sitting on my bed, watching the news to see what was going on when my cell went off. I sighed some and answered the phone not even thinking of looking at the number.
"Hello?… Oh hey Costa… Okay, I'll be there in a bit bye."
I hung up the cell and glared at the wall a bit. Go figure, staff meeting in Criss' room. Hopefully this won't take long. I got up from my bed and headed out of my room after putting the key card in my pocket. I hopped on the elevator and rode it to the top floor then got off and headed to the room where I was needed. I walked in and all eyes turned to me and I just ignored it and went over to the couch to sit down. Hammie jumped up on my lap and laid down. However, I really wasn't in the mood to have a cat cuddled up to me so I picked Hammie up and put the cat on the floor. Which only received more strange looks from everyone.
"Is this going to start anytime soon or should I just go back to my room?"
Yea… I snapped and that's when I got handed a pad of paper and a pen. They started conversing about the next show coming up and I wrote everything of importance down. Finally I heard Criss say something about me and that's when I stopped writing and looked up.
"What?"
"We're going to Mexico to shoot a show."
I looked down at the pad of paper and sure enough I had wrote something down about going to Mexico.
"When?"
"Tomorrow."
"I'm not going to Mexico."
"You have to."
"I don't have to go to fucking Mexico!"
I threw the pad and paper down on the table and stood up coming face to face with Criss. Yea, this really didn't help my pissed off state, yes I was probably like this because I was pissed in the first place. No I really didn't give a fuck that I was taking it out on the wrong person.
"It's part of your job."
"Well then I fucking quit this damn job!"
"You can't quit."
"Oh watch me."
I grabbed my pen back up, walked over to Criss, grabbed his arm and wrote 'I Quit' on it in capital letters. I threw the pen down and noticed everyone was just looking at this scene shocked. This was probably the worst argument we've had in a while.
"There now it's in written word!"
Criss just stared blankly at me as I threw the pen down and stormed out of the room, heading back to the elevator. I got inside and pressed the floor I needed and the doors started closing, however a hand stopped them from closing and soon enough, Criss walked into the elevator. I just glared at him and didn't say a word.
"I think we need to have a talk Gabriella…"
"I don't think there is anything to talk about Christopher."
And I'm guessing that's when he got pissed off. He walked over to the buttons and caused the elevator to stop completely. I walked over to the panel and went to push the start button but, Criss grabbing my wrists stopped me.
"What's your problem?"
"The fact that you think I'm just going to say okay to traveling all over the fucking place, when my brother is here to visit me."
"Last I checked I warned you when you first got this job there was traveling involved!"
"I'm not going to Mexico. End of story. I don't even know why you are wasting your time I already quit. Find a new servant."
This just got me a shocked look from Criss. I can't even believe I said that to him.
"Is that what you think you are to me? A fucking servant? I never once have treated you like you were my own personal servant. I've never asked you to pick up my dry cleaning, clean my room, get me coffee, make me food, any of that shit. I told you at the beginning what this job was and you get paid for everything you do. If leaving your brother while he was visiting was your biggest worry you could have just asked if he could tag along and most likely I would have said yes. You didn't have to throw a fucking fit like a two year old would have."
Criss let go of my wrists and just gave me a look like I had slapped him in the face big time. I looked down a bit and sighed feeling bad I blew this thing out of proportion. He was right, I was acting like a child. Criss cupped my chin with his hand and made me raise my head to look straight at him.
"Why are you in such a bad mood and don't lie to me Gabby."
"I went to get my stuff from the house today and couldn't find my camera. So I asked Jack where it was and he told me he sold it… luckily he hadn't shipped it yet and Ville scared the shit out of him so he gave it back to me… but it still kept me pissed. I guess I just took the anger out on you."
"What right did that bastard have to try and sell any of your shit!?"
I guess he didn't hear my somewhat apology and I could tell as soon as I told him about the camera thing. He was pissed… like really pissed.
"Just don't worry about it. Sorry I took my anger out on you."
Criss' eyes softened and he looked at me with a smile.
"It's okay Gabby."
"Do I still have a job?"
"Of course."
I smiled some and next thing I knew Criss' lips were pressed against mine, his arms were around my waist and my arms were draped over his shoulders. We didn't know how bad of timing that surprising kiss came, the elevator had started moving again and when the doors opened everyone, and by everyone I mean Criss' crew and family were standing outside worried about us. Probably because of the fact that the elevator had stopped and when that happens it automatically sends out an alarm to the hotel. We quickly pulled away from each other when we heard a few people gasp at what they had seen.