The Tour

Chapter 9

The next morning they had made it to the hotel suite. Mandah sat her luggage by the door, and instantaneously hopped in bed. “I’m so tired.” she groaned while closing her eyes.

“You hungry? They have a Poppa Johns downstairs. Oh and a Miami subs and Taco bell.” he climbed on top of her. “You can have anything. Just name it.” she smiled and rested her hands underneath her head for support.

“You’re so sweet and kind hearted. Um…” she sighed and gazed at the ceiling. “I’ll take Poppa Johns.”

“Alright.” he hopped out of bed. “Anything else?” he asked while stuffing his wallet in his pocket.

“I could use a coke…oh and cheese sticks. I’m so hungry for some apparent reason.” he chuckled.

“Why don’t you take that pregnancy test, and…by the time I get back…I should have an answer.” she stepped out of bed.

“Okay. See you in a few.” she dug through her duffle bag for the pregnancy test.

Justin whistled to himself as he stuffed his hands in his pockets as he walked down the hall. He pushed the down button on the elevator and watched as they slowly slid open. There stood a familiar person, in the elevator, watching his every move as he stepped in the elevator and pressed a numerical button.

“Ahem. So um…how’s things going with you and the bitch?” Britney purposely taunted him.

“I dunno. How’s things going with you and your hired boyfriend, John? That’s his name, right?” he spoke sarcastically.

“Hired boyfriend? First of all…”

“Yes. You heard me correctly. Everyone KNOWS you HIRED that guy to pose as your boyfriend JUST to get me jealous, but it didn’t work. I mean…WHY in the HELL would I be jealous any way? I don’t WANT you. You’re nothing. What you need to do is grow up. Face the truth. I have NO feelings for you, alright?” the double doors slid open. “You’re just plain ol’ Brit. Just like the Brit back in the MMC! And pishhh…you had to be the STUPIDEST person in the world to EVEN THINK that I liked you. Get real. You? AHAHAHAHA!” he broke out laughing as he stepped off the elevator. “Later…PINKY!” he continued laughing as he headed towards the restaurant.

She stood there, taking in ALL the words he had just said to her. And the funny thing about it…he was right. And she was the DUMB one to think she had a chance. She had been trying to get with him since the MMC, but he kept turning her down. She just didn’t want to give up and face the truth. It was never meant for him and her.

Justin entered the suite and kicked the door closed. “Mandah…the food is here.” he didn’t get a reply. He sat the items on the dresser and headed towards the bathroom that was partially opened with a light shining through. “Baby…you here?” he hesitantly pushed the door in and peered in the room to see Mandah sitting on the toilet stool. She quickly stood up, and locked eyes with his.

“Oh…” she sniffled and forced a smile on her face. “Hey.” she brushed pass him, and exited the bathroom.

“Um…you okay? It looks like you’ve been crying.” she chuckled and took a seat on the bed.

“Nah. I’m okay.” he grabbed the items off of the dresser, and sat them on the bed.

“Well…we have cheese sticks, and pepperoni pizza. Of coarse with the coke.” she lifted the lid, and grabbed a slice.

“Mmm. Looks so delicious looking.” she took a big bite out of it while gazing in Justin’s eyes. He also began to eat as they continued gazing in one another’s eyes. He looked away, and grabbed a cheese stick out of the container.

“Um…Justin…I’m…I’m pregnant.” he slightly choked off his food. Her eyes lit up.

“You okay?”

“Excuse me.” she watched him hop out of bed, and run in the bathroom.