So apparently I’m a news worthy person now. After the chaos at the coffee shop my face had been put all over the news. Even on CNN. Everyone was talking about what happened and how sorry they were for me, they even had some psychiatrist man on there saying what he thought must be going through my head right now. Well I’m sorry but he can just fuck right off.
No one knows how I’m felling; no one knows that I hardly got any sleep last night because of this. ‘Well one person knows’ I thought as I looked slightly behind me and at Justin who had hardly left my side since he appeared at my house.
Justin was there throughout the night as I woke up every hour feeling sick to my stomach as I saw the scene replay itself over and over again once my eyes shut. Maybe that’s the reason why we both look a little worse for wear.
As I turn back around to actually watch where I’m going and not at the man behind me, I’m brought back to realizing how much trouble this trip has cost me. As we walk through the airport I’m told to stick close to my newly acquired shadow. His name is Big Rob and he’s my new security. When Justin was making the calls to Mike I was still a little unsure of how I felt about needing someone to cover my ass practically 24/7, but was soon rebuffed as Trace chimed “Don’t worry Big Rob won’t be covering your fine ass Justin will, Big Rob is just there to protect you” which reminds me that I still need to get that little man back for that comment.
So it turned out that Rob was an old football buddy of Mikes and I swear I heard something about being Britney’s old guy in there or something, I think I chose to steer away from the conversation as Justin would just give me a look every time I tried to ask a question.
As I walk close to the man mountain next to me I stiffen a little as a photog walks right next to us asking questions while filming me with his video camera.
“Please we are just trying to catch a flight” I try to say to the man kindly. Ignoring me he is soon joined by another two guys rushing there cameras in my face, as I hear Justin being harassed by some others behind me.
You would think that with the amount of people of Justin’s caliber that have to use the damn airport they would make it illegal or at least hard for them to follow you throughout the damn thing. But alas here we are trying to make our flight with as little hassle and commotion as possible but are foiled in our attempts by guys feeling the need to be all up in our faces.
“Guys back up” Big Rob says kind of nicely but rough at the same time. The photogs look at him then go straight back to shooting “I said back the fuck up!” he says with much more force than before as he guides me with an arm behind my back and an arm in front of him pushing the private lounge door open
Silence, it’s all I have really wanted to hear since I heard those damn people buzzing behind me. Seeing as the room was pretty deserted I pointed to an empty wall and told Rob I would just be over there, he nodded his head at me as he pointed to the starbucks just behind him. Walking over to the wall I dropped my carry on bag and leaned with my back against the wall as I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, willing my heart rate to slow down.
Feeling a body next to me I turned my head with squinted eyes I noticed Tracey standing next to me.
“Hey, girl how you holding up there?” he asked sincerely
“I’m ok Tracey. Just a little tired”
“Yeah that would explain why you look like shit” he said with a smile
“Glad I can always count on you to cheer me up and tell it to me straight” I said with a light punch to his shoulder as I lowered myself to sit on the floor with my back still against the wall.
“Well it would also explain why my best friend looks like a piece of shit” he said
Belinda sighed as she looked at Justin who was waiting for coffee along with Mike and Rob “Yeah I’m sorry about that Trace I just kept waking up throughout the night and he was there so I guess I woke him up as well I…”
“He there’s no need to apologize I’m glad Justin could be there for you, he hasn’t been able to do that for someone in a while so it’s not a bad thing. Besides I’ve had to watch him go trough the same shit but he had the guys with him to help him through it, as much as I tried it didn’t feel like I could help because it wasn’t me who they were after you know” he said turning from looking at his friend to the girl next to him “I know you and Emma had a talk this morning before we left this morning”
“Did you happen to be sitting with the balcony door slightly open so you could listen?” she asked with a grin
Trace looked at her with slightly shocked eyes as he felt the blush creep to his face “you knew?”
Belinda nodded her head “Yeah we heard one of you burp and that kind of gave it away” she said with a chuckle
“I told him he gave us away but he didn’t believe me. We were just worried that’s all” Trace explained
“It’s ok I don’t mind I just didn’t know what to say to her you know. This has to be the first time ever that I haven’t been able to talk to Emma about something that had happened. I mean she was there as well but still I just couldn’t get anything out because I felt if I relived it then she would have to as well, and she isn’t the one who chose this for her life” Belinda admitted to Trace noticing he nodded his head right along with her explanation
“In a round about way and minus a few curse words that’s what Justin tried to explain to me years ago. The guys had made a choice, the same choice as him. Yeah I was there sometimes when shit got crazy but I could easily slip back and go unnoticed by the masses while he couldn’t he had to fight just for the tiniest bit of himself. He felt that if he spoke to me about these things I would be getting dragged into it somehow and he didn’t want that. So I know exactly what you mean and don’t worry if your talk didn’t help I tried to ease Emma’s mind while you and Justin were sorting shit out” he said with a slight pat to her leg
“I have been meaning to say thanks for that too Tracey.” She said with a smile “I was afraid I wasn’t going to get alone with anyone while doing this movie but I’m glad your not assholes” she said with the brightest smile she had, had for days
“Who’s an asshole?” asked Justin as he joined the two over by the wall
The two on the floor laughed as Justin caught the last bit of their conversation “Apparently we aren’t assholes” informed Trace as he took a coffee from Justin
“Oh really? Could have fooled me asshole” Justin said as he slid himself beside Belinda handing her a hot cup as well joining them in on their laughter
“Yeah well I don’t hang with assholes” said Trace as he got up and walked away like a diva, head held high and ass swishing from side to side Justin and Belinda could only laugh at the sight he was making as he pushed himself in a chair in between the two guards causing a funny picture of two big black guys and a height restricted white boy causing a ruckus over nothing.
“God it feels good to do that” said Belinda as she shifted her gaze towards Justin
“What’s that laugh?” he asked as he sipped his hot drink
Belinda nodded “Laugh, smile and not have to worry someone is about to jump out at me any time soon” she said with a sigh as she leaned her head on his shoulder
“Well no one will now you have Big Rob by your side. He’s a good guy he’ll keep you safe and above all I trust him with you” he said as he pulled her closer having her now rest he head slightly on his chest with his arm around her
Belinda let out a yawn as she snuggle closer to his warmth “And I trust you so if you trust him he’s good in my book. Now if only I can sleep I’m so tired” she said letting out another yawn which caused Justin to also let out a yawn
“Girl tell me about it, your beds comfortable and all but I just wanted a good four hours of uninterrupted sleep” he agreed
“I’m sorry Justin, you didn’t have to stay I kept you up when you…”
“Sshh, nonsense I didn’t mean it like that” he said “Like I said if I didn’t want to be there I wouldn’t have been, but I’m just as tired as you are and the quicker we get on this flight the quicker we can get some shut eye” he said as he leaned his head atop of hers and closed his eyes as he felt himself relax, something he felt neither of them had been able to do since the Grammy’s.
Waiting until he was sure the two across from him were asleep Trace pulled out his own digital camera and took a photo of the sleeping couple, hoping the flashing lights wouldn’t disturb them as they had, had enough shoved in their faces the last couple of days.
Smiling at the picture Trace tapped Mike’s arm excitedly as he showed him the awesome picture he had just proudly taken of the pair. Mike smiled then rolled his eyes at his excitement, causing Trace to turn and trying Rob as his next person to show his awesome photograph skills.
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Hey guys sorry it's taken so long, but i have sqeezed this chapter out of me, but please be gentle i think i starting writting as the person and not just as if your looking in so i hope it doesn't miff any of you...ENJOY
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