Once at the hotel Stevie carried
Bounce down the corridor to their room.† Bron unlocked
the door and was greeted with, "What the Fuck are
you doing here?"
Bron and Stevie both froze instantly. †Stevie then
proceeded to the bedroom and put Bounce to bed.†
When Stevie came back he found Bron backed in a corner
by Mc, who was getting ready to strike her.†† Running
up behind them, he pulled Mc away from her.† "Stop
this, I know youíre upset but don't you dare hit her."
Mc turned to him, "I will do anything I want with
her, she's mine."† Stevie knew Mc was angry, but in
all the years they had been together, he had beat
her a couple of times, but that didn't make it right
in Stevie's eyes.† Stevie didn't want it to be one
of these times now either.
Mc pulled Bron out of the corner and shook her violently.†
"Do you know how dangerous this is?"† Bron nodded
yes to him.† "Did you think that I wouldn't find out
that you were here?" he asked her.† She didn't answer
him and he shook her harder, "Did you?"† Finally she
shook her head yes.††
Bron couldn't talk she was to afraid
with Mc going off on her like this.†† She just didnít
want to get the shit kicked out of her again.
"I know this was your idea and not his," Mc was speaking
to her in a low growl.† "You always have a way of
getting your own way don't you Sparky."† Bron dropped
her head and looked at the floor.† "Well missy, turn
your ass around, and pack up your things, you are
going home right now."
Rage welled up from deep inside Bron.††† She snarled
at him, "No I'm not!† You are not dragging my kid
out this late at night and I have plans."
Mc started grinning at her and glanced at Stevie,
Turning back to her he saw she was twice as angry,
"Looks like I turned you up a notch.† Sparky what
were you thinking?"† Mc demanded and waited for an
answer.† "Hmmm, must be that little Backstreet Boy
that has you all twisted up inside," he answered for
Stevie couldn't believe he said that to her.† Mc knew
everything Bron did but that was the one thing that
he never discussed with her.† Stevie gave him copies
only because Mc was amused by it.† Both of the men
knew that the real Bron was nothing like the writer
"Are you turning into one of those groupies Bron?"†
Bron's hand came up and went for Mc's face.† He knew
it was coming and was waiting for it, snagging it
in mid air.†
He waited a bit and let her stew.† "Fine, weíll stay
until morning, but then I'm hauling your ass home
and you better stay there," Mc announced to her.†
Grabbing her by the face, "Don't you ever pull a stunt
like this again," he warned her and then let her go.
"You don't own me Mc, I can come and go as I please,"
Bron snapped at him and continued.† "I'm not married
to you, I don't answer to you, and I'm not a relative
of yours.† Do you understand me?"
"Bron I'm not getting into that tonight with you,
we both know better and I'm tired," Mc informed her.
"I hate you!" she hissed at him.†
"Some days you do, some days you don't, but we will
always be linked and you know it.† I love you, and
you will always be mine until I say otherwise," Mc
Bron glared at him, "You have a funny way of showing
it don't you Mc.† How much do you love me Mc?† Not
"Look Sparky, you made the decision a long time ago.†
The cards were all out on the table, you were told
that it was for life; you were fine with it.† Whether
we were together or not."† Mc repeated like he had
said a million times before.
Bron stomped to the door and started to open it, promptly
it shut with force.† "Where the hell do you think
youíre going?† The bedroom is the other way." he asked
"I'm going to meet my friends downstairs in the bar,
Okay with you," she told him with a snotty attitude.
"No youíre not and no itís not okay," ripping her
hand off the doorknob.
Bron was so furious she kicked the door.† Stevie thought
maybe she should go just to cool off before this situation
got any worse than it already was.
Stevie spoke to them both,† "She has a date with Kevin.†
You have to let her go.† It wonít look right if you
Both heads spun back to Stevie.† Bron was in utter
shock and Mc was borderline hysterical but wasn't
Stevie glanced at them both, "Iíve already checked
out the bar, it's fine, she can even go by herself."†
Mc eyed Stevie knowing something was up and that he
wanted Bron out of the way for awhile.
"Oh, she does huh, testing some of your writing skills
Sparky."† Mc laughed out.†
Bron was starting to freak out and they both knew
it.† "Go, but you stay in the bar and nowhere else
understood," Mc commanded her.
Bron walked out the door and headed for the elevator
with Stevie right behind her.† "Bron wait!" he grabbed
her arm.† She stopped to listen to him.† "Please don't
be stupid again, he didn't mean anything by that remark
about the writing."
"Yes he did and you know it," Bron looked at him.†
"Stevie, when is he going to get out of my life?"
Stevie dropped his head, "Probably never because he
still feels guilty, it's been 16 years Bron and now
you're alone."† Stevie thought about it, "He saw you
through all your rough spots and always will."†
Bron looked at him, "He's caused
a lot of my rough spots."† Bron decided to drop it;
it was a lost cause.† "Don't bring Kevin up again
Stevie, there is nothing going on there and there
will be nothing," Bron spoke to the elevator door.
"I think there is more going on than you want to see
Bron.† I saw what happened backstage."† Bron eyes
opened wide.† "You're a big girl that part of your
life is not mine business.† It's not Mc's either even
though he thinks it is."†††† Stevie leaned forward
wiggled his eyebrows and kissed her cheek.† "Have
fun, I have to go deal with The Boss."
Bron giggled, "I love you!† You keep me sane."† Kissing
him back she got on the elevator.
Stevie walked back to the room knowing that a war
was going to erupt.† Thinking to himself, the only
thing saving him right now is the fact that Bounce
Stevie walked in the door and it started. "Who do
you work for?" he heard.
"What's your job?"
"To protect Bron, among other things."
"Then you better stop screwing up and caving into
her or I'll find someone else to do it."
"I hear you."
"If anything happens to her here, you will pay the
Stevie let out an exasperated sigh, "Fine."† Heís
so damn dramatic about this shit, he groaned in his
head.† When we get home things are going to change.†
"Mc did you do what you said you were going to do
if I took her to Toronto?"† Stevie asked afraid of
"Yes I did, I told you I would," Mc answered tediously.†
"That's not right Mc.† You told me it was my choice
to take her."
"No Stevie, I gave you the option to make a choice.†
If she stayed home things would stay the same.† If
she went to Toronto then she was getting out of control.†
I can't have that," Mc answered him.†
"But you said it was my choice,Ē he huffed back at
Mc got up and walked across the hall, came back, and
dropped an envelope in Stevie's lap.† Mc spoke as
Stevie opened the envelope and skimmed the documents.†
"Don't blame me because you made the wrong choice."
Stevie's eyes were getting wider and wider as he read
the documents.† "Mc you can't do this to her, this
is so wrong, itíll break her," he paused, "You took
it all!" extremely upset.
"That's right.† Bron owns nothing now.† I have her
house, her car, and her money.† All I have to do is
sign the top copy and fax it to my lawyer and everything
is owned by whoever signs that line," Mc smiled.†
"Now we will see if Miss Independent will follow the
rules.† By the way, Stevie I know youíre sleeping
there and it better not be in her bed because I will
kill you myself."
Stevie jaw dropped he knew that it was pointless to
go any further.† Yes he wanted more of a relationship
with Bron but the timing wasnít right yet.† The paper
hadn't been signed yet but he knew Mc would do it
if Bron continued acting the way she was.† He heard
himself say thank God I never did get that far with
Stevie asked Mc, "Have you gotten anywhere with this
problem.† Did you find him yet?"
"No, I need to cool off," Mc told him as he walked
out the door.†
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