Chapter 62
Bron boarded the bus followed by
Kevin. The bus started to move and he heard a noise
in the back. He glanced back at the curtain to the
bedroom. Jake and Carlos sat in the booth looking
out the window. “Wassup?” he eyed both of them suspiciously.
Carlos opened his mouth to answer and Nick’s voice
came from the back. “Brian!”
“Son of a bitch!” Kevin spat out
as he stormed to the back of the bus and yanked the
curtain open. He saw the fellas and Mary sitting
there waiting for his response at them being there.
Bron crawled in Kevin’s bunk knowing
that there was going to be a fight and she didn’t
want to be involved. She closed her eyes and shielded
out all the noise.
“KEITH!” Kevin yelled as he turned
and headed for the front of the bus. Keith heard
him and flinched, as he was driving.
Before Keith knew it Kevin was standing
next to him huffing. “What the hell are they doing
on my bus?” he bellowed at him.
Keith glanced in rear view mirror.
“Hi bud how are you?” Keith smiled nervously.
“I told you no one gets on my bus
anymore,” he ground out.
Man Kev was pissed at him. It had
been awhile since they mixed it up. He really didn’t
want to do it while driving the bus. Keith cleared
his throat, “They said you needed them but you just
didn’t know it yet.”
Kevin stood there glaring at him,
I really want to drag him out of that seat and punch
his lights out right now, he groaned in his head.
“Do it again and I’ll fire your ass. I’m not kidding
either,” he spoke as he retreated to the back of the
bus.
“Shit, he’s serious,” Keith exclaimed
to himself. “Those idiots owe me big time. I almost
lost my best friend and my damn job.”
As Kevin stomped back he halted in
front of Jake and Carlos. He looked at Carlos, “I
can’t fire your ass, but I could make it very uncomfortable
for you.” Turning his icy glare to Jake, “You I can
fire. This is the last time you will cross me.”
Kevin walked to his bunk and glanced
into it. He couldn’t tell if she was sleeping or
faking him out again. He proceeded to the back of
the bus and glared at all of them. He sat down refusing
to talk to any of them. You assholes, I could kill
you right now. I wanted to be alone with her to talk
this out.
Carlos went to a bunk; he could feel
the anger coming off Kevin from the back of the bus.
Jake sat up front not wanting to be confronted again
and starting another argument.
Nick sat watching Kevin who refused
to speak to them. He glanced over to Brian as they
watched Carlos head for a bunk. Nick looked at Brian
and motioned him up front away from Kevin. Kevin
watched the two of them leave but didn’t really think
anything was up. They probably figured out how pissed
was and wanted to get away from him.
Nick and Brian settled into the booth
across from Jake. Nick looked at Jake, “Sorry man.”
Jake looked at him with his back to Kevin and grinned.
Nick and Brian were both relived that Jake could take
a brow beating from Kevin and not let it affect him.
Most people couldn’t, even Nick couldn’t.
“Man he is pissed,” Brian spoke as
glanced to the back of the bus.
“Yeah well, how do you think Bron
feels? All he does is scream at her,” Nick added
to the conversation.
Jake sighed, “He’s just trying to
push her buttons and get a reaction out of her. Don’t
pay attention to it, he doesn’t mean anything buy
it.” Jake understood Nick feeling sorry for Bron,
it was kind of hard for him to understand the relationship
that Bron and Kevin had.
Nick snickered at Jake, “It’s not
working.”
A sheepish grin came across Brian’s
face. “He’s so frustrated too.”
Jake gave him an impish smile, “Considering
how this entire relationship got started, I’m sure
he is.”
Nick was clueless, Jake and Brian
knew it. It was quite entertaining to both of them.
“What?” Nick interjected.
Jake coughed and rolled his eyes
at Brian. Brian smiled at Nick discreetly, “Kevin
needs to get laid,” he chuckled.
“Oh,” Nick grinned.
“Kinda hard to sleep next to something
like that and not get past cuddling,” Brian quipped.
Jake snorted at him, “I don’t think
he’s even getting that.”
Nick couldn’t believe these two morons.
He rolled his eyes around in his head, “Get real.
I would guess it’s only been since Chicago. What
that three weeks? He ain’t gonna die.”
Brian looked at Jake and back to
Nick. “How many times did she thank him in one night?”
Brian laughed discreetly at the inside joke.
Nick still was confused and then
the light bulb went on. Shit the hotel in Chicago,
that is what she meant by that, how times they had
had sex. Brian was trying very hard to contain his
laughter as he watched Nick finally figure it out.
“Shit it may as well be six months with those too.”
Nick grinned after he said it.
“Exactly,” Brian proclaimed as he
glanced at Kevin who was watching the television and
still not speaking to anyone.
Nick smiled warmly, “Think it would
help the problem if they got back together? Maybe
we should help Kev out.”
Brian was shocked and didn’t quite
understand where Nick was going with this. “What
the hell are you talking about?”
Nick giggled, “No, no, no. I didn’t
mean anything weird. Not like that.” Brian’s face
relaxed, for a minute he thought maybe Nick had been
reading too many fics lately for a second.
Nick playfully slapped at Brian’s
head, “You little freak. What did you think I was
thinking?”
Brian just shook his head at him.
“I wasn’t sure at first. So what’s your idea?”
Jake was beginning to get uncomfortable
with the conversation. Nick looked at Jake and asked.
“Do you think she’ s sleeping?” Jake shook his head
no.
“Let’s go in back and follow my lead.”
He glanced at Jake, “Whatever happens please don’t
let him hurt me.”
As they got up he turned to Brian,
“You keep Howie and Alex out of it.”
“What are you up too?” Brian asked.
“You’ll see,” and Nick smiled broadly.
The three of them walked in the back.
Kevin got up and moved to the chair. He didn’t want
anything to do with any of them. Peckerheads, he
thought. You are messing with my personal life and
you know better.
Brian went and sat on the couch next
to A.J. and Mary who were cuddling. Nick went to
lie on the floor in front of the television. Howie
was on the floor too, Jake remained standing in the
aisle.
Nick rolled over and looked at Kevin.
“Kevin why don’t you wake up, send her home,” he spoke
to him. He waited to see the reaction from Kevin.
Nick saw it coming.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
Kevin shot at him. He was furious, this was none
of his damn business.
“Shit man, she doesn’t want you anymore,”
Nick added and raised his eyebrows. He glanced at
Jake as to say watch him he’s gonna take a swing at
me.
Kevin’s fist started to clench and
unclench in the chair. Jake saw it and went to stand
next to the chair. Jake couldn’t believe how right
Nick was. Kevin was really going to pound the hell
out of Nick if he couldn’t stop him.
Howie turned to Nick, “Are you nuts?”
Nick laughed he must be for doing
this he thought. “Well so much for being a man Kev,”
Nick laughed out loud even more.
“What the fuck you are saying? Shut
up!” A.J. whispered. Kevin didn’t need shit from
Nick right now just because he had a friggin’ crush
on Bron.
Bron was laying in the bunk listening
to the conversation and thinking to herself. What
the hell is wrong with Nick? Why doesn’t he just
leave Kevin alone? This is between him and I. Your
ass isn’t even supposed to be on this bus. If it
wasn’t I could a couple of swats at Kevin and feel
better.
“Chalk it up to tour sex,” Nick said
with a haughty attitude as he rolled on his side.
He figured if Kevin was going to come after him.
That would do it.
Kevin started to come out of the
chair and Jake clamped a hand on his shoulder. “You
need to hear this,” Jake whispered. Jake hadn’t completely
understood why Nick was intentionally pissing Kevin
off even more.
Nick rolled back over and glared
at Kevin, “I’m fed up with Bron and her shit. Why
couldn’t you have just poked a dancer?” Nick heard
Mary hiss his name totally pissed at him.
Bron lay in the bunk getting more
and more angry at each word Nick spoke. You little
creep. Open your mouth one more time and I will come
out there and smack the shit out of you. How dare
you, she thought inside her head.
A.J. began to come off the couch
and Brian stopped him.
Nick smirked at Kevin. He knew if
Bron was listening this would put the icing on the
cake and he braced himself for it. “Oh that’s right.
Train’s the man. So tell us Kev did you have to pry
her thighs apart that first night in Pittsburgh, just
like Lenny?”
Nick felt something hit him full
force in the back. It was punching and smacking him.
He rolled on his stomach and covered his head. Holy
shit she can fight, she’s gonna kill me. Kev said
she fought like a girl, bullshit.
“You little bastard! Don’t you ever
say something like that about him again. What happened
in Pittsburgh is none of your damn business,” Bron
was screaming at Nick and pounding on him.
Nick’s shoulders began to rise and
fall Bron realized what she was doing and stopped
immediately. “Oh God Nick I’m sorry,” she said as
she half sat on him and half on the floor.
Kevin sat in the chair recognizing
what Nick was doing. He was getting the reaction
from Bron that he had tried getting from her since
Chicago. A flight or fight response. Flight wasn’t
an option at this point.
“Please Nick tell me you’re okay,
I’m sorry,” Bron pleaded with him to answer her as
her eyes misted over.
Nick rolled over dumping her to the
floor of the bus. Bron looked at him, he wasn’t crying,
the jackass was laughing at her. It just turned her
anger up a notch. “You!” she screeched as she raised
her hand to hit him again. Nick raised his hands
to protect himself and laughed, “Welcome back Bron.”
Nick saw the anger leave her eyes.
Kevin was right, he had told him that Bron’s feelings
were always reflected in her eyes. Nick lowered his
voice so nobody could hear him but her. “It’s time
to come back to us. Is it true? Mary said your mood
improves when Kev screws your brains out,” he chuckled
at her and waited to see the reaction. He was either
going to get thumped or kissed, he was hoping for
a kiss.
Bron looked at him and laughed aloud
for the first time in weeks. “You are a very bad
boy Nickolas Gene Carter,” she dropped her hands.
Nick was laughing so hard he held
his stomach as he whispered to her, “You know what
you need to bring you all the way back.”
Bron looked at him wickedly. It
was okay they really didn’t hate her. They wanted
to help her. “Yes I do.” Bron jumped up and walked
to the bunk. Jumping in they all waited for the crying
to start. Nick and Kevin were the only ones who knew
it wouldn’t.
Kevin sat in the chair, “Thanks Nick.”
“Anytime Bro, anytime,” Nick answered
him.
They watched the bunk intently and
suddenly a pair of jeans were tossed out. Jake laughed
and A.J. got up to see what was so funny. As he reached
the aisle a t-shirt flew out followed by a bra.
A.J. looked at Kevin and started
to chuckle. “Shit,” he laughed out loud as a pair
of panties landed on the pile and Brian’s mouth dropped
open upon seeing them.
Bron stripped in the bunk and threw
everything out. Her mind was racing, everyone was
on the bus but she wanted Kevin and didn’t care.
You guys aren’t supposed to be here so the hell with
you. But thank you so much Little Man for making
me feel better, she thought to herself. “Master I
need you!” she shouted from the bunk followed by a
series of giggles.
Kevin had the biggest smirk on his
face. My virgin is back and she wants me, he mused.
“Coming Darling,” he answered her as he stood up.
“Not yet, but you will be,” Nick
rolled on the floor laughing. Kevin walked by him
and purposely stepped on him for that remark.
“I heard that Carter,” came from
the bunk.
“Ow!” Nick squealed and laughed
even harder.
Kevin got to the bunk and turned
back to the crowd. “Might want to turn that TV up,”
he laughed as he crawled in the bunk. Kevin was talking
louder than normal so everyone heard him. “Hey darlin’,
I missed you.”
Everyone settled while they listened,
they heard Kevin yell. “Hey take it easy, that hurt!”
Brian shook his head and made a grab
for the headphones. Well they’re back together and
just in time. Howie turned the television up even
louder. Mary reached down hugged Nick, “When did
you get so smart?”
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