Nick awoke for the second time that evening to discover that it
was no longer evening at all, but early morning. According to the clock on the bedside table,
it was after two. Realizing he had not
heard from Leah in hours, Nick got up, wondering if she was back yet. Smoothing out his rumbled clothes, he left
his room, padded down the hall, and stopped outside Leah’s door. A “do not disturb” sign hung on her knob, but
he knocked anyway. Leah was a night owl;
he doubted she was asleep yet.
No one answered, and, figuring she had fallen asleep after all,
Nick started to walk away. Then the door
clicked open behind him. He turned
around to find Leah in the doorway.
“Hey, Leah,” he said, going back up to her door.
“Oh! Nick!” She looked surprised to see him and quickly
stepped out of the room. The door
clicked shut behind her, but she didn’t seem to notice. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, I just came to see if you were back yet,” Nick said. “Were you sleeping?”
“Um… no… no, I was just watching TV in bed,” she said quickly,
shifting her weight from foot to foot.
“Oh… cool. Look, I just
wanted to apologize for earlier. I
actually came by your room this evening to see if you wanted to go out, but you
were already gone. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, that’s okay.”
He narrowed his eyes at her.
She was acting awfully strange…
“Is everything okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, yeah, everything’s great.
I… um… should probably go back inside my room now.”
“Why?”
She gave him a funny look.
“Cause I’m tired, and I’m going to go to bed,” she said briskly. “Why do you have to ask so many questions?”
“Sorry,” Nick said irritably.
“I’ll leave you alone then.
Goodnight.”
Leah turned quickly and reached for the doorknob. But, of course, being a hotel room, the door
was locked. And judging by the look that
came over her face, Nick realized she didn’t have her room key with her.
“Locked out?” he asked with a chuckle.
She glared at him, her face turning bright red. “Damn it,” she cursed, trying the knob again,
as if it would magically be unlocked this time.
“Just run down to the lobby; they’ll give you a spare key,” Nick
advised her. “Don’t worry, it happens to
everybody.”
“Yeah…” she murmured.
“Yeah, I’ll just go dow-“
But her words were interrupted by a click, as her door suddenly
swung open. Nick’s mouth dropped open in
surprise and then shock, as it suddenly dawned on him that someone had opened
the door from the inside. There was
someone in Leah’s room! He looked at
Leah to find that the blood had drained from her face. She was staring at him, her expression a mix
of shock and guilt. And that’s when he
knew…
Before Leah had a chance to react, he pushed past her and shoved
the door open all the way. And there,
standing just inside Leah’s room, was another man. And not just any man. Dressed only in boxers, his hand on the
doorknob, his curly hair plastered to his forehead, there stood Nick’s
archrival, Justin Timberlake, his face ashen with shock.
The two men seemed to realize exactly what was going on at the
same time.
“Nick? Wait… you mean, Leah
is… Leah’s your girlfriend?” Justin stammered, quailing under Nick’s accusing
glare.
“You slept with her! You
slept with her, didn’t you, you asshole?!” Nick cried, outraged. He could feel the color creeping up his neck
and the blood pulsating through his veins.
“I didn’t know!” Justin protested, holding up his hands in defense. “I didn’t know she was your gir-“
He didn’t have a chance to get the rest of his words out. Violently blinded by rage, Nick raised his
fist and punched Justin as hard as he could, right in the middle of his
sputtering face. Justin cried out in pain,
blood spurting from his nose. But he was
not too injured to retaliate; the next moment had him charging at Nick, his
hands outstretched. He collided into
Nick, shoving him backward with extreme force.
Grunting, Nick stumbled backwards and hit the wall of the hall, his head
banging hard against the plaster. He
clawed at Justin’s face and shoved him back, sending Justin flying backwards to
the ground. Nick pounced on him, and
they wrestled on the floor, punching and ripping at each other while Leah screamed
for them to stop.
Nick wasn’t sure how long the fight actually lasted, but suddenly
he was aware of a strong pair of hands grabbing him, yanking him away from
Justin. Craning his neck, he found that
it was Joe. Another member of the
security team had his hands on Justin and was restraining him from Nick. Leah was backed up against the wall, wringing
her hands and in tears.
“Come on, Nick,” Joe said loudly and firmly into Nick’s ear. “Come on, back to your room before someone
else finds out about this.” Nick heard
the words, but he was too angry to comprehend them. Holding him tightly, Joe dragged him back to
his room and practically threw him inside, shutting the door tightly behind
him.
“What the hell happened out there?” he demanded, pushing Nick down
on his bed.
“That… that son of a bitch!
He slept with Leah!” Nick cried.
“He did? I’m sorry, Nick,”
Joe said. “Let it go though, man. She ain’t worth your time if she’s gonna
cheat on you like that, and he ain’t worth ruining your reputation.”
“My reputation? You sound
like my mother,” Nick said in disgust.
“Well, sorry, but just think what would happen if the press find
out you and Justin had a fist fight.
They’d have a hay day with it!
You don’t want that, do you?”
“No,” Nick muttered.
“Then be glad it got broken up when it did. I don’t think anyone else saw you, and if you
don’t spill to the press, I doubt he will either. Judging on how he looked, you kicked his
ass. I don’t think he’ll want that to
get out on MTV.”
Nick had to laugh at that.
“Really?” he asked hopefully.
“Did I hurt him that bad?”
“Well, you bloodied his nose.
Might’ve even broken it. He was
definitely bleeding more than you.”
Nick had to smile at that.
He felt pretty achy himself and knew Justin had gotten in a few good
hits, but at least he wasn’t gushing buckets.
He just hoped he wasn’t going to end up with a black eye or
something. People would be sure to ask
how that had happened. Maybe he’d blame
it all on Leah. After what Mandy did to
him, people would probably believe it.
And Leah would definitely deserve it, after what she had done.
He suddenly realized that his worst fears had come true – he’d
been screwed over by her again.
She’d played with him, cheated on him, broken his heart all over
again. And the second time hurt even
worse than the first.
“That bitch,” he spat angrily, shaking his head. Tears rose in his eyes, and he quickly
blinked them away, not wanting Joe to see what a loser he was. How stupid could he have been? Why hadn’t he seen it coming?
“You okay?” Joe asked gently.
“Yeah,” Nick muttered, refusing to look at him. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
But he wasn’t. Not by a
long shot.
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