Forbidden Secrets (Completed ✅)

Thirty Four

Steph   ran through the corridor, back into the bar. The place was wall to wall people. She looked around quickly for the way out. She had to get out of there, she needed to just get out of there now.

She pushed through some chattering women and had to suck in a breath when someone hastily caught her around the middle.

"Just where you think you are going missy?" Bubba demanded  through the noise
"I am leaving, so take you're fucking hands off of me!" she screamed
Jerking back with her shocking response Bubba furrowed his brows.
"What in the hell is going on?" he asked in disbelief as he  placed  a hand tenderly on her shoulders
Stephi burst out into hysterical sobs and could feel Bubba lead her outside of the noisy club.
"He called me just a random fan" Steph sobbed  through shaky  breaths.
"What?" Bubba said completely confused
"He told Evelyn that I was just a random fan" she explained sobbing with a sniffle and a swipe at her now raw eyes.
Bubba couldn't contain his relieved laughter. He stopped abruptly at the angry glare in Steph's s eyes.
"Sorry but what can you expect honey?For Jordan  just to say oh by the way this is Steph the woman that I really love" 
She narrowed her eyes in pure hatred. "He doesn't even acknowledge that I fucking exist so how can he love me?" 

"Stephi, listen" Bubba began
"No you listen, I am done , I am just fucking done and over  all of this bullshit"
The tears began again. Steph felt like her heart was torn into. "I can't be in his shadow any more, I can't stand knowing that he can't even say that he loves me in public. We can't hold hands, kiss nothing without someone having a damn picture of it and I am so fucking tired of it all" Steph  spat emotionally  through streaming tears and gripping her fists in anger.

"Steph"

"Just stop it" she hissed throwing up her hand

"I knew this was all a joke from the beginning and I let myself actually believe that I was different, I was special, but who was I fucking kidding" she said gesturing around "So what's the joke about me Bubba, I wanna hear what he really says about me" Steph challenged

"Stephi he loves you" Bubba tried to reassure her placing a hand on her shoulder

"Bullshit that is just a fucking load of bullshit, and you fucking well know it"

At that moment a bouncer dressed in their usual black came out of the club and tentatively walked up to them.
"Uh, Bubba, uh they are ready to start the show" he said looking from Stephi to Bubba in alarm
"Ok I will be right there" he said with a dismissive gesture.
"Look Stephi listen" Bubba tried to begin again
"Stop it, I don't need you or him to stroke my ego at the moment. You are being summoned so go play lap dog"
He only stood there for another moment and then he walked back in to the pounding club with a now heavy heart.

Steph ran to the curb  ignoring the strange stares she received  from the still entering women

. Waving her hands in the air Steph hailed a cab.

"Where to lady" the driver said over his shoulder
"The Sheraton" she snapped
She stared out the window and rode the waves of mixed emotions that flooded through her. What the hell was she going to do now? Jordan was on stage right now shaking his ass for all of his unknowing fans and most important of all his fucking wife. After all that they had said and done to each other he was still with his fucking wife. That was the part that hurt the most. She was still with her husband, well legally anyway but she had not seen or talked to him after the incident at the Reg in Jamestown. He was never a thought in her mind. She was jerked out of her silent tirade as the cab made a sudden stop in front of the hotel.
"7.50 lady" The cabby shot back at her
She absently pressed a ten dollar bill in his hand.

Storming  through the lobby and up to the reception desk,Steph stood waiting for the woman to acknowledge her.
"How can I help you ma'am?" the cheery woman asked eyeing her ragged appearance coolly
"Listen, I need to change my airline ticket" Steph said hastily tapping her fingers on the counter
"Ok mam, what name are they under"
"Z International" Stephi almost snapped at her "I am listed under Stephanie"
"Ok and you are no longer flying out to New York tomorrow afternoon with them?" she asked  with a raised eyebrow
"Uh no..." Steph regained some of her professionalism as she calmed "there has been a change in plans for me and I need to go to Jamestown immediately" she told her  impatiently checking her watch.
"Well ma'am, it looks like the earliest flight I have for that area would be tomorrow morning at 6:00 am"
"What, that is the quickest" she almost screamed. The thought of staying another night around all of this shit seemed to tear at her insides. Her thoughts racing she thought of another place that she could settle her mind.
"What about flights to Louisville?" she asked
"Well, there is one that leaves at 1:30am" the woman  explained smiling
Steph checked her watch. 9:00, ok so that left her with only about 4 hours to pass the time.
"That would be great can you book it?"
"Yes and who will I charge the price difference to?" she inquired  with an absent smile
Stephi almost thought of charging it to Jordan  but then thought better of it.

No use in stooping to his low level she reminded herself as she pulled  out her credit card.

"Ok everything is set and your flight check in time is 1:00am, shall I have a cab for you?"
"Yes please and I will be at the bar if you need me" Steph replied before walking to   the elevator.

Once inside she laid her now aching head against the shiny wall. She just had to get away from here. She had to go where she knew that no one could find her and that she could think. She wasn't quite sure how they would respond to the news but she knew they would be there for her so she had to go.
She looked at her reflection and had to laugh.

Man she looked fucking rough, wonder what that bitch at the desk thought was going on .

When the doors opened on her floor she went to her room and packed up everything. She hastily changed into a black jogging suit and tennis shoes, washed her make up streaked face and pulled back her hair. It was getting long she thought absently. Then heaving her bag over her shoulders, she trudged back to the elevators.

Man where was Bubba when you needed him?

She had to stop, she knew that she would have to apologize to him for what she had said. It was not about him and she should not have punished him for it. Letting out an exhausted sigh she finished heaving her bag the rest of the way.

When Steph  reached the bar, the well-dressed patrons eyed her curiously.
"You can leave that here" the somewhat cute bartender said to her as he gestured to a luggage bin on the side of the bar.
"Thanks" she said with a gasp as she moved it into position.
"So what will it be" he said with a reassuring smile as he wiped at a place on the bar.
"Double vodka and OJ" she said blowing her hair out of her eyes. "And a pack of cigarettes" she planned to be well plastered before she got on that plane. It would quiet all of the raging emotions she felt.