Falling

Chapter 12 -Tucker

I fucked up. 

It's what I think when I'm calling her for what feels like the thousandth time. I knew I shouldn't have left with Alexis, I had a bad feeling. I certainly didn't know she was going to  pull a stunt like that.

As soon as we got in the car I ignored her and went straight to calling and texting Libby.

"She's a waste of time Tuck." I hear Alexis nasally voice.

"Don't call me that and don't talk about her. Ever." I hate her calling me Tuck. Libby is the only woman I want calling me that. 

"Take me to my hotel after we drop Miss Gilmore off at hers." I tell our driver Gary. 

I continue ignoring Alexis' glare while I call my agent next.

I want this fixed. I've spent all week slowly bringing Libby and Lennon into this world comfortably to show the world who I'm with and this stupid bitch has gone and fucked it up. I want Libby and Lennon. The are my everything.

"Yes" My agent Charlotte answers after two rings. She's been by my side since the beginning but if I found out she had anything to do with this I'd let her go in a heart beat.

"What the fuck just happened?" I growl out trying to contain my anger. If Libby has already seen it, which I'm guessing she has since she won't answer my calls or texts, then I could lose her again.

"I'm not sure what they are trying to pull Tucker I will contact Charlie and see if we can start to smooth this over. I know you want the world to know it's Libby and Lennon you want just be patient while I fig-"

I cut her off "Patient! You want me to be patient when the love of my life and the little girl who has my heart are hurting and upset. " I ask incredulously. I huff a laugh out. "Yeah no. Fix this. Fix it now and make it right." She better get Charlie my P.R manager on this fast.

I pause looking at Alexis smirking. This had to come from her camp. Conniving little wench. 

"I'd also like you to look at my contract with Miss Gilmore. If we can I want her off the song. I'll take the hit money and career wise if I must but I'm done with her and her people." I snarl the last part my anger taking over as we pull up to her hotel.

"You can't do that Tuck. I will sue the eve-" I hold up a hand.

"I've already told you not to call me that. Get the fuck out of my car. My lawyers will be in contact." 

She huffs but to avoid further embarrassment she scrambles out and doesn't look back.

I huff out a breath glad to be rid of her. "Go fast Gary. Please" I beg my driver.

I close my eyes trying to collect my thoughts. How to present this to her to make it better. I know she's going to be hurt. She saw another woman kiss me and claim me on live television after almost a week of me parading her around Los Angeles. Libby will be devastated and she will be pissed.

I barely wait for the car to stop before pushing my way out and inside the hotel. Jamming my fingers into the elevator button to get it to go faster but knowing in the long run it won't. The minute I open the door to the suite I know she's gone. 

Nothing but the t.v are on and the scene from earlier seems to be on a loop.

"Well I think it's a crap move by Cole. He brought her out here with her daughter. Then to turn around and be with Alexis. I just can't"

"But you must admit Alexis does have more to offer yes?" The stupid male host says.

I roll my eyes but I know this is hurting my girl. She's run off so I can't even hold her and comfort her.

"Ugh. As if. The beautiful dark haired woman who we don't know the name of. Yet. Is obviously better. She's gorgeous and their little family outings have been super cute. We all see the way Tucker looks at her so I'm not sure why he's still playing around when he has-"

"Look Dottie I get it. Rooting for the underdog. However Alexis Gilmore is more suited for his lifestyle. She's prettier, skinnier, she even has been rumo-"

I cut off the television throwing the remote across the room.

I've lost her again, but this time it's my fault.

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I sit in the audience at my very first Grammys. I should have pushed to have Libby and Len with me. My Lenny girl would be so cute all dressed up and I know Libs would look stunning no matter what she wore. My family should have been with me. I should have skipped that meeting two days ago. I should have never let my father come between us back in high school.

I haven't heard from anyone. Not Libby or Lennon, not my parents or Lona, hell I even expect Sammy to curse me out, but it's been radio silence.

As the show goes into another commercial break I squirm uncomfortably because my category is next. Best New Male Artist. I was nervous, but wishing for Libby to be by my side to comfort me.

I pull out my phone right as it dings. The last person I ever expected contacting me.

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard: You Fucked up again

Me: I know and she won't answer my calls.

I hadn't seen or spoken to Chelsea since her wedding to my best friend. Rhett always knew how to make see reason and his wife was no different growing up. I had expected to see Libby at their wedding since Chelsea and her sister Alexa were best friends in high school but much to my disappointment she never showed. That was my fault too.

Me: Been awhile Chels. Hows my bestie?

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard: I know. Sorry? He's fine and annoying.

Me: He's always been annoying. Don't apologize if you don't mean it. You've always been a straight shooter get to your point.

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard: Yep. You got to fix this. We both know you two have been pining over each other since you left. You fucked up... again.. so fix it again.

Me: I don't know if she wants me to fix it this time.

I wait. Hoping Libby will give me a chance to fix it is probably setting me up for failure but I still love her.

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard:blah blah blah. Fix it. IF she accepts it that's up to her but don't let yourself give up now. She knows that stupid cunt set you up. 

Me: She knows? Why hasn't she called me back. I still love her Chels. Lennon is my whole world now.

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard: I know. She's scared, hurt, upset. It feels like abandonment all over again.

Me: Fuck. I just need to talk to her.

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard: Big gesture. Show her you care. Show her you want her and only her. Lennon too!

The lights flash letting me know the show is starting again.

Me: g2g. Show starting. I'll fix it.

Chelsea (Moore) Hilliard: I believe in you.

I sit up taller as Mary Jane Lowell comes out to present. My heart is thumping not from the awards though. I need to figure out how to get her back. I hear her announce mine and three other names before pausing. 

"And the award for best new male artist goes too...." I tune back in enough just to hear who wins. This is suppose to be my big night. I've worked hard for this but it feels empty without my girls. I want them more than anything.

"Tucker Cole"