Brian’s POV

Just as I walk out of Tempest’s apartment, leaving her sobbing at Jimmy’s feet my, my phone rings. I let out a sigh and run my fingers through my hair, seeing Zacky’s picture pop up on my caller ID. I am really not in the mood to deal with this shit, but I know that if I don’t answer him that he will just keep calling. Vengeance was annoying like that, specially when he thought I was going off the grid again. Im not to that point but if I cant get a hold of Kaylyn soon, I just might.
“Haner,” I sigh, feeling exhausted and emotionally drained. I’m not sure what happen with Aubrey, but I know I didn’t do anything on my own free will. Not to mention that I have never felt this tired in my entire life. Did that bitch roofie me?Its then that I realize that I may be onto something. If Aubrey fucking drugged me, then I can prove that I didn’t do anything! There would still be drugs in my system!

“Hey, so a little birdie just told me the real reason you’re in New York.” Is it just me or does he sound pissed, to you? I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose, not really need to hear a lecture from him about how to run my life. I have had enough of those in the past year to last me a lifetime. “What the fuck are you thinking hooking up with Aubrey?!”

I let out a long sigh and pull out my pack of cigarettes. “I didn’t hook up with that crazy bitch. I don’t know what she did while I was out or how I got there, but I’m pretty sure the bitch drugged me.” I blow out a long cloud of smoke, but the nicotine does little to curb my frustration or my exhaustion.

“Wait a minute? Say that again?” What, Vengeance, you’ve never heard of a guy being drugged before. Why is that so hard to believe? We are talking about crazy bitch Aubrey here!

I rest my head back on the wall, not caring about how gross it looks at the moment. “That I didn’t do anything?” I sigh, not wanting to play this game anymore. “Or that I’m fucking pretty sure she drugged me.” I let out a long yawn as my eyelids start to droop. There is definitely something wrong with me…

Zacky was quiet on the other end for a minute before he spoke again. “So…you think she roofied you or something? Do you remember anything at all from last night?”

I yawn again and close my eyes, trying to think back to the night before. The last thing I remember was talking to Kaylyn, or who I assumed to be Kaylyn. That’s it! “The last think I remembered was talking to a chick outside of the bus while I was having a smoke. Stupid and drunkenly thought it was Kay…she gave me some coffee and it…it had fucking vanilla and sugar shit in it! That bitch fucking roofied me!” I hiss, pinching the bridge of my nose. “But how the hell is Kay going to believe me? She obviously thinks I’m the biggest ass knowing to man because that bitch face-timed her something.”

“I heard you were naked and moaning…” Zacky says quietly and I let out a frustrated yell.
“I didn’t fucking fuck her!” I hiss angrily. “Look she must have dragged me in the room, undressed me, and staged the whole damn thing. Because if I can’t remember it, it didn’t happen. You know how good my alcohol tolerance is! I may not be able to control what I’m doing but I can still fucking remember it!”

“You’re right, you hold liquor better than anyone I know,” Zacky says thoughtfully. “Shit, and Kay is adamant that you turned your back on her…”

“How the fuck do you know what Kaylyn is thinking?” Did she seriously call him instead of returning my phone calls and texts? Hell, I knew they were friends but I had no idea that she would trust him to be the only one that she would call, especially when Tempest doesn’t have a fucking clue where she is.

“She called Ashley and she just left to go check on Riz and Madelyn,” Zacky’s voice sounds slow and almost sad. That’s when I start to panic. Did she lose the baby because of this. Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She can’t lose Madelyn. I will fucking lose my mind and I will set out and murder Aubrey with my bare hands!

“Where is she, Zack? Where is she?” I yell into the phone, heading down the stairs and totally forgetting about Jimmy and Tempest. I grab my keys out of my pocket and climb into my car, my mind only set on getting to Kaylyn to make sure she is okay. “Come on, fucking tell me where she is!!!”

Zacky lets out a sigh that I can barely hear over the roar of the engine. “I don’t know,” he says quietly. “Ashley didn’t tell me where she was going, just what was going on. I’m sorry, Brian.”
“Fuck!” I yell, laying on the horn in the parking garage and throwing my phone. However, it somehow switched over to speaker phone because Zacky’s voice was suddenly coming through my car’s speakers.

“I’ll do what I can to see if I can find them, but you’ve got to get some proof to show Riz you didn’t do anything. One of the main things with roofies is that they make you sleep, so you couldn’t have possibly boned anyone if you were under their influence if you’re a guy. Chick’s on the other hand, yeah…you know what happens when they get roofied , but dudes, no way would their junk work.”

Zacky has hit the nail on the head here. This was why I didn’t remember what happened and how Aubrey got me to the hotel and staged everything. “You’re a fucking genius, dude,” I say with a small smile coming over my face. “I’ll go get a blood test because that shit would still be in my system. I’ll give Ashley a call while I’m waiting. I fucking owe you one, man.”

“No problem. Just remember you have to be Detroit by Friday, no excuses. We can’t cancel again and there is no way in hell we are sending the Barry’s on stage instead of you and Jimmy,” Zacky chuckles. “Good luck.”

Before the phone even hung up, I was driving down the street towards the NYU Medical center. “I have to prove to Kay that I didn’t do this,” I mutter to myself, weaving in and out of traffic just as my phone rings again.

Jimmy’s POV

“Come on, Jimmy, you can’t do this to us!” Tempty cries, clutching my leg like a child that doesn’t want their parent to leave them at the babysitters. I feel awful seeing her like this, but she cant blame this on Brian and I. We didn’t make Aubrey do this crazy shit and purposely try and ruin our futures. I love Tempty, but I cant be with someone who refuses to trust me and my judgment. I never thought things between Tempty and I would turn out this way. I mean, this is really fucking killing me right now.

I sigh and run my hands over my face, trying to prevent myself from crying. Hell, no one has ever brought me to tears of sadness before, but here I am suffering from an majorly broken heart. “Tempest…I cant,” I sigh, inching from the door. I have to get out of here. I can stay and keep watching her cry. It’s breaking my heart into millions of pieces. I fucking love her. “I-I have to go,” my voice shakes as I look away from that beautiful tear-stained face.

“I-I l-l-looove you!” Tempest wails, mascara running down her cheeks with the waterfall of tears. “I-I want to ma-marry you, J-Jimmy!” Funny how things change so quickly, and to think we were to be married by this point. It hurts to think about because deep down, I still want to marry her too. “I-I’m sorry!”

I slowly kneel down and pull Tempest into my arms, her body shaking with sobs. That’s when I lose it because I can’t picture my life without her in it. Ever since she joined our gang five short months ago, she has been my everything: the reason I wake up in the morning, the reason I go on stage, and the reason for carrying on. Tempest Roarke had been the only thing to bring me out of my depression that I have been suffering for years and I didn’t think I could go back to that. Hell, I knew I couldn’t go back to that.

“Please don’t leave me,” Tempest cries into my ear as I hold her tight, tears falling from my own eyes. I wont let her see them though. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you. I-I was just freaked about-about the whole Brian and Kay thing. I knew that you didn’t have anything to do with. I guess I was just afraid that you didn’t trust me or were afraid to tell me what happened.”

I shake my head furiously as I rock us back and forth, more to sooth me than her. “Why would I ever keep something from you, Tempty?” I say softly. “I tell you every detail of my life. Hell, you even know what I’ve named all the buttons on ever single pair of pants that I own! The guys don’t even know that…at least I don’t think so,” I add thoughtfully, my mind wandering to the guys slightly. “And you have to believe I did everything in my power to stop bitchzilla…in fact, as soon as I saw it was her, I got on the computer and got a hold of Larry to get a restraining order.”

Tempest pulls away and looks up at my swimming eyes as I wipe away her smudged mascara with my thumb. “I-I never should have doubted you and I should trust your judgment…” She looks down at her hands and lets out a small sigh. “So you really don’t think Brian did anything?”
I shake my head at her and cuddle her close. “Yeah, he hasn’t been acting right since he came back to the bus. That bitch had to have done something to him. Hell, he slept the whole way to the airport in the cab even though he was a wreck. I smell a rotten fish…” I say, narrowing my eyes at no one in particular.

“So you think maybe Aubrey drugged him?”

“Do not use that name! From now on she is bitchzilla or she-who-must-not-be-named…” I say, my lips drawing a fine line. It’s then that I look around, only to realize that Brian is gone. “Fuck, we lost Haner!”

“I hope he’s not going to do anything stupid!” Tempty sighs as I pull her to her feet. “But does that mean you’re stuck here?” She raises a blonde brow at me and I cant help but let a small smile creep across my face.

“Yeah, until you come back with us to Detroit. Don’t you think I’ll leave you’re hot little booty behind,” I say playfully giving it a squeeze, but my mind suddenly dives in a different direction. Riz is somewhere, lost and alone. We need to find her and my baby…I mean my niece. Oh, all the things I’m going to teach that little ass kicker! Its going to be fucking amazing…but I have to find Riz first. “Get your phone. Let’s see if we can find Riz.”

Notes

Who's calling Brian? Will Tempest and Jimmy be able to get a hold of Kaylyn? Will Kaylyn believe Brian if he shows up with proof that he was drugged?