Mc called Kevin’s cell and Mary answered
it. She told Mc that she would get Kevin quickly;
they were going on in five minutes.
Mc was ecstatic as he spoke into
the phone, “Hey Kevin. I found your present.”
“Oww!” Mc yelled as Bron elbowed
“Knock it off,” he yelled at her.
“No she’s fine, just a little flustered
right now,” Mc winked at her.
“Why? Well Bron had a little problem
today, she was arrested.” Mc said trying to control
“For what!” came booming out of the
cell phone so loud Mike could hear it from the Driver’s
“Seems Bron was arrested…” Mc cleared
his throat and continued, “for solicitation.” Bron
heard Kevin laughing so loud she wanted to rip his
head off right through the phone.
“Well anyway she’s released to your
custody. You are legally responsible for her now.
She didn’t have an ID,” Mc chuckled into the cell
The laughter was even louder coming
from the cell phone. Mc sat there totally amused
by his prank, “Yeah will be there in awhile.”
The twenty-minute ride to the venue
was finished in silence. They arrived at the arena
and Bron thrust her hands at Mike. “Take these off,”
Bron commanded him. Mike started to and Mc grabbed
“Oh no little girl, you have had
me worried and everybody else most of the day. Especially
Kevin! He can have the honors.” Mc told her.
“I’m not walking in that place with
these on,” Bron warned him.
“Yes you are,” as Mc dragged her
away from the van. He marched her into the arena
and backstage to the dressing room.
“We’re gonna talk,” Mc announced.
“I’m sorry for what happened in that interview today.
That was my fault,” Mc apologized to her.
Bron looked at him, “Oh so you told
Brian to be a smartass.”
“Bron you know damn well that wasn’t
what caused this. I told Kevin to say no because
I couldn’t find Lenny. I know how much you care about
Kevin. He was upset that I even asked him to do this.
He cares for you very much.” Mc studied her waiting
for her response.
“I’m sorry Mc, it just hurt,” she
“I know it did and I’m really sorry.
Bron I have to get Lenny dealt with you know that.
I can’t let it go unanswered. Baby, if I had known
what he had done to you, this would have been over
a long time ago. As far as Brian goes he was just
kidding and went overboard.”
Bron dropped her head. Mc hated
seeing her so tore up. She was always getting hurt
and most of it was because of him. He had decided
that he had to let her go. He couldn’t hold onto
her anymore. The best place for her was with Kevin,
even though she didn’t realize it yet. Their relationship
was intense, but it was deep enough to survive Bron’s
shenanigans and her little temper fits.
Mc tapped her shoulder and she picked
her head up. He smiled at her, “But boy did Nick
help you get even. He like’s you a lot Bron and he
was so angry with the rest of them.”
Bron smiled back at him, “He’s such
a sweetie. I love the Little Man.” Mc watched her
mood lighten. No sense in telling her that the kid
actually had a crush on her, she’d torment the hell
“Let’s go see the rest of the show,
okay,” he smiled at her.
“Okay,” she answered as she raised
her arms to him.
“No Bron, I told you, that’s Kevin’s
honor. You scared the man half to death today.”
Mc shook his head sideways.
“Well if you think, I’m going to
sit in that seat…” she continued to snarl at him as
he grabbed her and dragged down the hall to the side
of the stage. Mc stood for a second, took his jacket
off, and threaded the jacket through her arms. Carefully
he draped it over her hands and escorted her to her
seat. He shoved her into the seat and crouched at
Mary saw her coming down the aisle
and relief washed over her as Mc shoved Bron in the
seat. “Thank God, I was so worried about you,” as
Mary gave her hug.
Bron was unyielding to the hug and
she didn’t return it. “What’s wrong Bron?” Mary
knew that this was out of character for her best friend.
Bron didn’t move and sat straight
as a board and didn’t answer her. Mc was at Bron’s
feet smirking at Mary. Mary eyed him, “Mc what did
you do to her?” she spoke with anger in voice that
Mc didn’t know Mary was capable of.
“Not much,” he squeaked.
“You call having me arrested for
solicitation not much,” Bron hissed at him.
Mary yelled, “What!” and the first
five rows turned and looked at her. Mc was hysterical
on the floor. He couldn’t believe that Bron and Mary
fell for it. They thought Mike had really arrested
The fellas turned while still singing
to see what the commotion was in the first row. Kevin
winked at the fellas and smirked, it was hard for
them not to laugh and sing at the same time. Kevin
began to stroll over to them, it was the end of the
Mary looked at Bron, who looked paralyzed
with fear. “Here lets move this,” and she grabbed
the coat lying in Bron’s arms.
“No!” Bron exclaimed. Mary stopped
immediately wondering why not. Bron leaned over and
whispered to Mary, “Look under the coat.”
Mary lifted the jacket slightly,
just as Kevin got in front of the. “Mc!” Mary gasped.
They heard Kevin laughing from the stage he had seen
then glint of shiny metal circling her wrists too.
Bron picked her head up just as Mc
yelled to Kevin. Kevin looked at him and Mc tossed
something up to him. Kevin caught it, he looked at
it and then back to Bron. “So glad you could join
us. We’ll talk later,” came through his microphone
for the entire audience to hear. Kevin watched Bron’s
face turn snow white.
The fellas glanced every now and
then. They knew something was up, but Kevin didn’t
say anything. It was driving them crazy. They watched
Mc creep back up to the aisle and stand there grinning
like a fool.
Kevin spent the rest of the concert
swinging the object Mc had given him. Every time
one of the guys would get close enough to him to see
what it was, he would hide it. They watched him torment
Bron at every opportunity he had. They knew he was
upset but he was going overboard. Bron was almost
Bron was ushered by Mc out of her
seat. She thought she was going to face Kevin and
get the damn things off. She knew by the way the
concert went he was definitely upset and angry with
her. Mc began steering her towards the exit door.
“Mc, I need to go see Kevin, the dressing rooms are
the other way,” She exclaimed.
“Kevin doesn’t want to see you.
He said he would meet you back at the hotel.” Mc
“But Mc,” she whined.
“I’m sorry Bron,” he responded.
Mc thought maybe Kevin was going to far, but Mc agreed
to do it.
Once back in the hotel, Mc shoved
Bron into the suite and slammed the door shut.
Bron went and sat at the dining room
table with her head down on her arms and cried her
eyes out. Every time she thought she could stop,
it started again. The events of the last few days
were finally taking their toll on her and she couldn’t
hide it any more. All the fear and hurt poured out
of her. She heard the suite door open but didn’t
pick her head up. She didn’t care to face his anger
with the mood she was in.
Kevin removed his jacket, and went
to sit on the couch. He didn’t know whether to yell
at her for scaring him half to death or go and hold
her and tell her everything was going to be fine.
Bron knew he was sitting on the couch
and she heard him jingling the keys Mc had given him.
“Bron come here please?” he said
Bron ignored him. “Bronwyn I said
come here,” he spoke loudly.
Bron sighed, got up, and walked over
to him. She stood in front of him with eyes closed.
Kevin reached up and pulled her by
the cuffs to stand between his legs. “Don’t ignore
me. Open your eyes and look at me.” She did.
“Do you know what you did to me today?
This was worse than Pittsburgh,” he told her.
Bron didn’t answer him she glared
at him. Kevin was upset and beginning to get angry
with her. All he wanted to do was explain to her
how he felt. “You scared me, I thought that that
freak got you.”
She just stood there looking at him,
refusing to even acknowledge him.
“Bron I’m sorry about the interview.
I should have told Bri to stop,” Kevin apologized
Kevin watched her suck in a breath
of air and her eyes flashed. Now he knew she was
listening to him. He reached up and took the cuffs.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t say what I wanted to. I
shouldn’t have listened to Mc.” Kevin stood up, walked
to the bedroom, and left her standing there by herself.
Bron sat down on the couch and rubbed
her wrists to get rid of the marks. She bent down
and yanked her boots off. She threw her jacket to
the other end of the couch. Bron stood up and started
to pace and think.
Okay Bron reality check. How and
what do you feel for this man? Well I guess I can’t
deny it anymore, I love him, she mused.
But he gets me so mad when he treats
me like a kid, I can’t stand it. Of course, he said
I needed to grow up and unfortunately he is right.
True, I have to deal with what Lenny did to me, and
I can’t ignore it anymore. I can’t do this by myself.
Hell, he’s handling it better than I am, considering
I’m damaged goods and all. Bron winced at saying
that to herself.
Let’s see he has a way of setting
my temper off that’s for sure. Well at least he was
honest enough to say that my temper was a turn on
for him. He’s weird; he’s just like Mc.
Bron continued to walk and think
to herself. He keeps telling me he loves me. Now
seriously, how can he, he doesn’t even know me. Dammit,
how can I fix this? ‘I’m sorry’ is not going to fix
this. I could throw myself at him and apologize profusely.
Nope, he said he wouldn’t unless I asked. Bron walked
back and forth for a minute. She heard her inner-self
chime into her head. “So stupid ask him, it’s a start!
You love him, don’t throw him away.” “You are so
right,” she whispered.
Bron bolted out of the suite to A.J.’s
room. Nobody was back yet. Great, she looked around
and spotted the box on the couch. “That’s got to
be it,” she said as she ran to it and lifted the top.
“Yes, I love you Mary,” she squealed, grabbing the
box and ran back to the suite.
Bron scurried around the suite and
then changed her clothes. She lit the candles and
turned the lights off. Grabbing a bottle of wine
and some glasses from the kitchen she set them on
the table. Bron surveyed the room, something was
missing, music, I need music. Howie she said, he’ll
have something. Bron ran out of the suite and down
to Howie’s room. Darn it they’re back she grumbled
to herself. Well I need the tunes and she pushed
the door open.
“My, My, don’t we look dressed to
impress,” Gillian said. Howie turned around and smiled
at Bron. Bron shook her head, “Shut up and don’t
ask. I need some tunes and I need them now.” Howie
looked at Bron and no doubt she was anxious about
this. He remembered a vague conversation that he
had with Kevin earlier today and strolled over to
his CD Case.
“Here this should do ya,” he grinned
as he tossed it to her.
Bron beamed at him. “God you’re
an angel, remind me to turn you into the true lover
you are,” Bron told him as she ran out of the suite.
“What did you give her?” Gillian
asked Howie, amazed at Bron’s comment.
“Motown, Kev told me it was her favorite,”
he smiled as he leaned down and kissed her.
Bron ran back down the hall and ran
into Mary. Mary was shocked at seeing Bron run around
in what she was wearing. “Well, Well, looks like
you’re gonna bag a Backstreet Boy,” Mary teased her.
Bron blushed, “That’s not a boy Mare,
that’s a man,” she giggled. A.J.’s head popped out
of their suite, “Good Luck!” Bron smiled and waved
him off as she entered their room.
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