All I Ask Is... Why?

It took me a total of two weeks until I finally turned in the signed papers to the courthouse, mostly because I kept thinking to myself if I was doing the right thing. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to be with Evelyn, but Michelle and I have so much history together that it's not so simple for me to just erase like she never existed in my life. I was making this divorce a hell of a lot harder than it needed to be, but I'm just happy that Evelyn didn't take it as if I didn't love her because I do, I just haven't said it yet. I just know that when I do finally say those three words to her, I want to mean it and I want her to know that I mean it with every inch of my being. After two weeks and Michelle fully moved out of my house, I did some thinking and I made up my mind that the divorce is what I want. I will always have a place in my heart for the Michelle that I knew before the marriage, not the monster she became afterwards. I was told that I will get a call on a court date to get everything finalized and that could take up to a month at most. As long of a time that may seem, Evelyn was making every second count.

After the whole trouble between myself, Michelle, Evelyn and Ryan, Evelyn and Mercedes moved out of their apartment in Dallas and moved in a house that wasn't far from Zacky's home. Furniture and everything provided by Zacky and myself. It's been a long two weeks and the first thing that I felt that was needed was a little vacation. We don't go back on tour for another three days and Evelyn and I could really use that time together. As a surprise, I booked us a round trip flight to Las Vegas. She doesn't know yet where we are going, she just knows that we need to be gone by this afternoon. We spent all night packing last night, well she did for the most part -women always have to make things like this so difficult-, she spent all night putting the best outfits together for every little thing. She put an outfit together for sleeping, an outfit for swimming in case we went somewhere hot, an outfit for blizzard weather that I told her to put back because I wasn't taking her anywhere cold, outfits for when we go to dinner, outfits for when we go to a bar or club, outfits for this and outfits for that. I tried explaining to her that she looked beautiful to me no matter what she wore, but she refused to believe that and continued raiding each and every item of clothing, underwear, shoes and even socks that she had in her closet. She even packed a shit load of hats, headbands and hairbows to match each and every outfit she was planning to wear. No other girl that I have been with in the past has ever went through this much trouble for a three day trip, but she did tell me that she's never really explored anywhere outside of Huntington Beach, San Diego, Dallas and San Antonio before, so she wanted to be prepared for where ever it was that we were going. I crashed out on her bed after the tenth or eleventh outfit she was attempting to put together, and I know she stayed up a hell of a lot longer than I did because there was a half empty wine glass on the night stand next to her. She was passed out and snoring when I woke up this morning. I woke her up around ten to get her ready for our flight at two. It took a little more effort than I thought because she was a bit hung over, leading me to believe she stayed up with Mercedes last night having a little more than one glass to drink.

When we were getting close to landing to Vegas, the flight attendant ruined the entire surprise by announcing how close we were to landing there. The first thing she said was, "How come you didn't tell me? I didn't pack an outfit for gambling!" We both laughed. I seriously didn't know that women had outfits for gambling, and if she has one for that then it wouldn't surprise me if she even has an outfit for using the bathroom while we are here. How she got them all to fit in two suitcases is a magic trick all on it's own. After we landed, I wanted her to have nothing but the best while we were in the city for three days, so I had a limo come and pick us up from the airport and take us to the Palms Hotel on the thirty-fourth floor. She was so surprised by how huge the suite was, she had me convinced that she didn't want to leave. "Babe! This place is gorgeous!" She kept saying as she explored all around the suite. I took my one suitcase and her two to one of the rooms to unpack until I heard her call for me again. "Brian! Come here I need to talk to you!" Her distant voice echoed throughout the suite. This had me a little concerned, what was needed to be discussed at this time? I made my way out of the room to search for her in the many rooms of this place.

"Where are you?" I called out.

"Over here! Just follow my voice." She said, her voice a little louder, I was close. "Here." She said when I was in the hallway.

I walked in to a dark room with the curtains closed and the lights dimmed down a little. "Baby what's wro-" I stopped in mid sentence to see that Evelyn was laying down on a bed that was slowly spinning around, in nothing but her baby blue lace lingerie and matching high heels. I bit down on my lip and I felt my pants suddenly feel tight. Damn she was so sexy. I shut the door behind me and made my way over to her. When the bed spun to where her feet were right in front of me, I quickly climbed on top of her and opened her legs to wrap around my waist. She smiled at me as I began kissing her lips and unclasping her bra. I threw it to the side when it was successfully removed and massaged her perky breasts, trailing kisses down from her lips to her hard nipples. I started teasing her by sucking on her nipples and flicking them against my tongue one by one while massaging them with one hand. My free hand slowly slid down her body until I felt her lace panties on my fingertips. I took a gentle, but firm, grasp and rub to her pussy, she moaned softly and I could feel that her panties were soaking. This caused me to smirk as I moved back up to kiss her lips, my fingertips slowly tracing the outer rim of her panties, gently touching her soft skin. Her breathing became heavy when she felt my fingers slowly slide under her panties and rub softly on her clit. Her moaning grew a bit louder, but I refused to let her lips leave mine. After a few seconds of rubbing her clit, I slid one finger inside of her and moved it around as fast as I could. She moaned and screamed in pleasure and one of her hands gripped tightly on the bed and the other was pulling on my hair, I could feel her cum all over my finger.

"Brian stop teasing me! Please!" She moaned loudly when I finally stopped teasing her. She arched her body so high up that I knew she was going to finish before I would even get started if I kept this up. I quickly slipped my finger out of her and literally ripped off her soaked panties. She quickly sat up and started taking off all of my clothes. Once we were both fully undressed, she pushed me down on the bed and crawled on top of me. She slid my erect penis into her and she started grinding on me. I could see our reflection in the mirror above us and I was liking what I was seeing. I gripped her hips and forced myself inside her deeper. She screamed in pleasure the more I tried to thrust inside of her. I then instantly sat up and laid her down on her stomach. I moved to lay down comfortably to where I knew I wasn't going to hurt her, and I slid myself into her wet pussy. She let out a loud moan and I gave her ass a smack. "Oh god...baby!" She kept moaning as I thrusted into her faster and harder. She seemed to like it more when I pulled on her hair. I don't care what we miss, because tonight Evelyn was all mine.



I woke up the next morning with Evelyn lying next to me on my arm, and to my surprise we were on the floor in another bedroom. How we got here is something I don't exactly remember, but all I know is last night was one of the most amazing nights I've ever had. Evelyn was knocked out and she did have a few scratch marks running down her back and about two very dark hickies; one on her neck and the other on her chest. I smiled at her before gently picking her up and carrying her to a bed nearby. When I laid her down, her body quickly shifted and adjusted to the softness of the bed and pillows. I gave her one small kiss to her temple and then headed for the shower. I turned on the water and waited for it to warm up, and while I waited, I checked out myself in the mirror to see what damage has been done. I have a few bite marks on my shoulder blades and a hickie on my chest as well as my neck. I had scratch marks all over my chest and on my back and they looked worse than the ones I gave to her. But she really did leave her marks to let all of the women know that I was hers and I left mine for all of the guys to know that she was mine. Tonight I really wanted to make things speacial. We leave back for Huntington Beach in two days and I wanted to make it all count and make her feel like the princess she really is. It took my entire shower to come up with something great, something she will never forget. And that's when I came up with a perfect idea, I will take her out to dinner first, and then take her to see the Believe show that she's been telling me about for a while. Then to end the night, I want to take her out for drinks and dancing, but I that if I tell her the plans then we will have to come back after each event just so she can change into her outfits. That's why I'm not going to tell her.

I was just about to shut off the water, until I feel Evelyn's hands rest on my chest as she holds me close from behind. Her lips lightly pressing on some of the markings on my back until I slowly turned around to face her. A big smile appeared on both of our faces, she looks so beautiful even with no make-up and her hair a mess. I kissed her passionately and she kissed me back as the water ran down on both of us. I will be one to admit that I'm pretty exhausted from last night, and judging by how much she was resting on me, I could tell she was too. I spent the rest of the shower with her and cleaning every inch of her body. After the shower, we both dressed in something comfortable and I told her to wait for me in the room while I went to the living room to order breakfast, room service breakfast was something we didn't really get to finish the last time I ordered for both of us, not that it's a bad thing. After ordering us breakfast, I went back to the room with Evelyn and she was covered under the blanket, trying so hard to stay awake. I laid down next to her and held her in my arms.

"You're so warm." She said. I chuckled until her feet touched mine.

"And you're freezing." Her feet were as cold as ice and it caused me to flinch a little when her feet touched mine. But I kept hers with mine and we both fell asleep until we heard a knock about an hour later. The breakfast arrived and I served it to Evelyn in bed. We spent the rest of the day in the hotel room catching up on our sleep and woke back up around six at night. "Baby, wake up." I kissed her multiple times. "Get up, come on. I'm taking you out tonight." I continued to kiss her all over her face until I saw that she was fully awake. She would push me away a little until I finally carried her out of bed.

"Babe!" She laughed as I lifted her over my shoulder and ran out to the pool. As soon as she saw where we were, she started screaming and laughing harder. "Babe no!" But it was too late, I already jumped into the pool with her on my shoulder. She and I laughed and splashed each other a few times before getting out of the pool and racing to the shower.


Around seven-thirty, Evelyn and I were already dressed and heading out for dinner at a restaurant that I didn't even pay any attention to the name. All we know is that it was mob themed and pretty fucking awesome. After that, we caught the nine o'clock show for Believe and we even got to meet Criss Angel after the show. I've never been one to be too familiar with magic, but I knew who this guy was and all around he was a pretty chill guy. He may have flirted with Evelyn a bit, but I made sure he didn't push it any further or we really would be in the works of his next disappearing act. Luckily for him, he knew when enough was enough and we called the meet and greet quits after two hours of getting to know him and he getting to know us. After meeting him, taking a few pictures and signing a few autographs back and forth with each other, Evelyn and I went out to a club so I could take her dancing, a club that Criss recommended for us to visit. Evelyn and I had a couple of drinks when we got there, and when her favorite songs would come on, I would go and dance with her on the dance floor. I figured now was the time to tell her what I've been wanting to tell her ever since we started realizing that this was getting pretty serious. I pulled her to a private table for us to have the time to ourselves. "Evelyn, since I met you a few months ago, I never realized how special you are to me until you surprised me when you and your sister came to Huntington Beach on Thanksgiving. You make me feel things that I haven't felt in a really long time, and you really know how to bring out the best in me instead of the worst. I feel like the luckiest guy on earth to have you next to me, and I know that I really don't want anyone else to fill that spot. What I'm getting at baby is, I love you." After the three words escaped from my mouth, she looked at me in total shock. Since we got together, not once have I told her I loved her, and she hasn't said it to me either. It was getting a little too quiet between us now, and the expression of shock never left her face. It was starting to scare me a little. "Please say something." I spoke.

She shook her head a little as if to snap out of a trance that she was in. "Did...did you just tell me...that you love me?" She asked. I nodded at her with a small smile and braced myself for what she was going to say next. "Brian, baby, that's the first time you've said that to me." A smile appearing on her face.

"It's true. I wanted to tell you when I knew that deep in my heart I was going to mean it. Like I did when I gave you that promise ring." I smiled at her, lacing her hand with mine.

Her smile grew wide as she scooted closer to me. She was soon sitting right next to me and looked into my eyes. "I love you too Brian. More than anything." She leaned in to kiss me and I kissed her back. It felt good to say to her how I really felt, but it felt amazing to hear it come from her.


The rest of the night, we celebrated with drinks. Not just one or two here and there, Evelyn and I were pounding them down one by one. All I could really remember from being in the club was Evelyn getting so drunk that she was dancing on tables and bars with random girls in the club. The more drinks we had, the less I began to remember and the night just seemed to be fading away before my eyes, until I threw up behind the bar. That I clearly remember because it caused me to sober up just a little bit to see what I was doing. I still wasn't in a sober state of mind, but I could see what was going on. The next thing that I remember was Evelyn and I getting in a limo and taking off to what I assumed to be the hotel. The limo driver made a stop and we pulled up to a small white building and I could hear bells echoing in the background. I had no idea where the hell we were until I realized a lady giving Evelyn a fake bundle of flowers and a fake veil. We were in a chapel, and I was too drunk to even give two fucks. Before I knew it, Evelyn and I were rushed to a priest that looked like Elvis. Everything was getting blurry and confusing, the voices were getting to where they echoed all over the room. Nothing made sense anymore. The last thing I remember hearing was "Will you sir take this woman to be your wife?" And everything turned black.

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