The Rock Star Trilogy 01 - Jaded

will go pick up the pizza.”

    By the time Alec gets back with the pizza, Stephan has taken a shower, and has seemed to calm down a bit. They eat pizza and then go back to their room. Stephan tries to get me to stay with him, but I refuse.
    I know! Trust me, I know! Why turn Stephan down? He's beautiful, amazing, and everything I have ever wanted. But, I want to wait... Though, I'm not sure what I'm waiting for.
    Or maybe I do know.
    Maybe I'm waiting for love .

Saturday, September 19
    9:03 am
    Breakfast

    The next morning, Stephan was able to drive his car ( very slowly ) to a nearby mechanic shop. I could tell he was sad to leave his love in the hands of somebody else, but he knew that he didn't have much other choice in the matter. They told us to give them until around 3pm, they were going to try to “ work him in ”, which in mechanic world meant, “ hope you don't have plans for a while ”.
    We all decide to go grab some breakfast. I just order some fruit, and everybody looks at me funny.
    “ What ? I don't want to get fat...” I say it like I'm joking, but I'm completely serious. I used to have a nutritionist planning all of my meals, and a personal trainer. Since moving to Hope, I've let a lot of things slide. I haven't gained weight, YET , but if I keep up like I have, I will.
    “ Scarlett Ryan and fat don't even belong in the same sentence,” Alec says.
    Stephan is shaking his head at me. “Seriously, you're such a girl... You're beautiful, and truthfully, you could stand to gain some weight.”
    Alec nudges him. “Dude, no. Never tell a girl she's too fat, or too skinny.”
    “ I'm comfortable with my body,” I counter. “I just don't have Bridgett's metabolism. I have to work to look this good.”
    Bridgett looks uncomfortable at the mention of her. I can tell she's not used to being the center of attention.

    We all eat, and thirty minutes later, Bridgett excuses herself to go to the bathroom.
    “ So, what are the plans for today?” Alec asks me.
    “ Shopping, duh...” I've been stuck in a small town, and haven't been to the mall in way too long.
    Alec and Stephan both groan, but neither of them say anything.
    “ I think I'm going to go to the bathroom, too.” I get up from the table and walk to the bathroom. I'm laughing to myself. When I step inside the bathroom, I hear somebody throwing up. “Bridgett?” I ask.
    I hear a toilet flush, and Bridgett walks out of the stall. She looks very white.
    “ Oh my god, are you ok?” I ask, putting my hand to her forehead. She doesn't feel warm.
    “ Yeah, I'm fine,” she quickly replies. “I felt a little sick to my stomach, but I'm feeling better now.”
    When Bridgett talks, she doesn't look me in the eyes, so I know that she's lying. But why would she lie about being sick?
    “ Ok, well, let me know if you feel sick again.” I really wasn't sure what else to say, I just know that I'm going to keep a close eye on her for the rest of the day.

    10:43 am
    Two point five kids.

    After eating, we hit the mall. It's been almost a month since I went shopping, and I am in desperate need of retail therapy. Alec is really excited, despite his earlier reaction. Bridgett and him go off on their own, which I worry about. I really wanted to spend the day with her, so I could watch her. But I was also glad. Stephan and I needed some alone time.
    Stephan holds my hand as we walk through the mall, and it feels right. Touching him, and being close is something that I crave.
    “ So, there is something that I need to tell you,” I tell him, once again thinking about the email I got from Andrew Davis.
    “ What is it?” His voice is full of concern.
    I hesitate, hoping he doesn't think I'm crazy for wanting to find Stacy. “Do you remember me telling you about my older sister Stacy? The one who ran away...”
    He nods.
    “ Well, I hired a private investigator to find her, which is how I found Bridgett,” I fidget with my fingers as I tell him. “I was going to tell him to stop looking for Stacy. I figured if she wanted to find me, she would. Then yesterday, I got an email from my PI... He found her.”
    “ That's great, Scar.”
    I shake my head. “I'm not so sure, actually.”
    “ Why not? You're finding your sister after 9 years.”
    “ She's known where I have been my whole life. She's seen me on TV. But not once has she tried to contact me.” Angry tears threaten to escape my eyes. “I'm not sure I want to see her anymore.”
    He stops