Unexpected Affairs

Chapter 8

Myles flew either that night or left around the early early morning in order to make it in time for the Tulsa show in Oklahoma. I pulled the fresh white sheets over me, another pile of sheets being on the floor of the room. I was sore for some odd reason but quickly getting in and out the shower isolated the pain. Calling up a few friends I ordered room service because I was really hungry and hadn't eaten. We hung out at the hotel for a minute then I went home with Ana, so she could drop me off at my house.

Getting home made me feel so much better. I was still exhausted from last night. Walking to my room noticing Alyssa was still sound asleep I woke her. I crawled into her room then jumped onto her bed continuing repeatedly until she pushed me and I fell on my wrist.

"That's what you get." She said wrapping the blanket around her looking comfortable.

"You're too nice." I said rubbing my wrist.

I went into my room and looked around it. Displayed on the largest wall in my room was a collage full of pictures with Myles and I. Images of us on our first date, to him and I on his birthday plastered together in a heart shape. I went on Twitter since I hadn't been on all day today and the day before. My Mac computer starting to heat up already as I typed in my username and password. Scrolling down with the mouse I checked my notifications. Often times I would receive hate but this time receiving the most.

Death Threats. From who? Myles' Ex Pearl.

@pearllpearlyy: Happy Birthday to you Brooke !! Fuck you and Myles, praying for both of ya'll have a nice future @BrookexWalden 😉

@BrookexWalden: Hope you find some love in your heart!! I'm truly praying for you and your children, they've been on my mind lately!! I can see what you've been up to lately spreading negativity. Bless your heart 💗

Each tweet received from her was relevant and similar to the other. I ignored it not allowing it to get to me. Eventually I blocked her, she was being far too childish and why put up with it? But she always found her way on my timeline or told by a friend that she was talking shit. Disconnecting my Twitter was the wisest decision to make and I'll reactivate someday. I texted Myles what was going on and he hadn't responded.

November 3, 2014

I hadn't texted Myles since my Birthday, and it's been a month the tour almost being over. We go through periods like this where we both get the memo we just need some space but I missed him. At the same time I was also upset that he hadn't defended or said a word to Pearl of what I'm aware.

8:32 a.m

I've been constantly tossing and turning all night, not getting the usual amount of sleep caused by an upset stomach. Making gurgling noises every five seconds I felt something sour arise in my throat. Running to the hallway bathroom I threw open the door, fluttering the light on quickly dispatching ever possible food in attempt of digestion into the round white toilet.

"You okay?" Alyssa said pushing her messy hair to the side of her greasy face.

"Yea I'm fine, just a upset stomach probably."

"Oh okay, if you need anything I'm here." She said holding my hair putting it into a low pony so she could make breakfast. I flushed the toilet disposing the dirty water. Going back to sleep the trips to the bathroom continued.

@BrookexWalden : I feel so sick 😞

Following my tweet Kalin texted me afterwards :

Kalin: Hey you okay?

Me: I've been throwing up all morning, possibly just something I ate or the stomach flu

Kalin: Ahh I see. That's never fun, you wanna slide through for tomorrow's show?

Me: Don't think travels the best idea right now and I haven't talked to Myles since my birthday, maybe soon when I feel better and him and I are on good terms.

Kalin: He's been a nervous wreck. I have no idea why but he hasn't been acting the same and hardly with Cameron and I anymore.

I was concerned. The way Kalin defined Myles was very odd and didn't sound much like him at all. Since such short notice I planned on going to the show in Dallas tomorrow. Next flight was tonight at 8:45 so I quickly packed a bag to last me 3 days in case anything came up that would make me return home later than expected. I texted Kalin informing him I changed my mind.

I told Alyssa where and why I was going. She was glad, glad I'm the type of person who pushes themselves to do the appropriate things in a situation. She helped me pack the rest of my things including stuff needed in travel.

Before leaving she slipped two thin boxed figures into the pocket of my thick coat. I thanked her for whatever it may have been she'd given. Slinging my luggage bags into the car a taxi picked me up. Paying my fare the door was opened blowing a gust a humid but cold like November air towards me.

Hauling my heavy bag out of the trunk I thanked the driver walking through the sliding doors. Crowded more than usual for some odd reason, making it to my flight. Sitting there I pondered what has changed Myles' behavior. My hotel room was the hall down from there's and I saw Cameron on the way up getting towels from the front desk.

I put my things down and I made my way to the door. Right when I was about to knock the door opened by Myles with Pearl behind him.

He did it, again.