P.J.: A Love Story

Jessica Whore Simpson

Sky and Johnny talked on the phone every night and texted all day.  He would sweet talk her and say things like, "How's my girl today?" Or "Hey beautiful, I wish you were around."
He called her after every show to ask how it went and discuss his day thus far and what they were working on at Dickhouse.  There was still drama with MTV but it was slow moving.
"It's getting ridiculous," he told her on the phone one afternoon while she was resting at a hotel before the show.  "They're starting to make limits on what we can do, like, we can't do anything that requires jumping over 4 feet, I think is one of the rules."
"That's messed up," she said.  She knew how much Jackass meant to him and how this was crushing for him.
"I'm thinking of just quitting," he said after a long sigh.
"Really?!" Sky couldn't believe her ears.
"This isn't what this was supposed to be."
Sky bit her lip and thought about what that would mean. 
"Well, I mean, whatever you do, I'll be 100% behind you."
"Well, thank you.  I appreciate it."  She heard someone say something in the background then Johnny said, "Hey, I have to get ready to go to that premiere thing tonight.  I'm already running late."
"Go, go!" She said, trying not to hold him up any longer.
"I'll talk to you later!"  She felt a pang of hurt.  It was irrational, but she felt bad that he didn't say he was calling tonight or not since they talked during the day.... Stop it, she said to herself, don't be a cling-on.
Right before the show, sometimes Johnny would tell her break a leg, but he didn't tonight. So she checked his instagram.  He must just be busy at he the premiere, relax, she thought.  She went to his page and he was tagged in a picture with JESSICA FUCKING SIMPSON?!?!?!? At the premiere!!!!!  She felt RAGE run through her veins!! 
"WHAAAAAAT?!  She yelled, eyes bugging out.
"Whoa, bitch, what's up?" Mary asked.
"UM, he's with JESSICA SIMPSON!"
"Whaaaaat?!" Mary jumped up and looked over Sky's shoulder.  "What the actual fuck?!"
In the picture, they were walking the red carpet holding hands, all smiley at each other.  He looked delicious in a blue suit, trademark shades.  Jessica was wearing some slut outfit with her boobs popping out and all legs.  Johnny looked happy.
"Excuse me, but what in the fuck. Literally." Sky said through a clenched jaw.
"They were in that movie together, Daisy Duke, or whatever it was called, maybe..." Mary trailed off.
"Um, no.  No excuse."
Mary knew what this meant; Sky's performance would be off now cause of this.  Emotional stuff really tampered with her performance.
"Deep breaths, okay? I'm sure there's a reason he went out a-skankin."
"Yeah, to get it in."
"Yeah, but Bam fucked her.  He wouldn't take Bam's sloppy seconds."
They looked at each other and it made some sense.
Sky stalked and stormed around her dressing room before checking instagram one more time before she went on. He posted a picture of him and Jessica, his arm around her.  Sky was too angry to read what the post said and just threw her phone onto the couch in the dressing room and went to perform her show.

Just like Mary prophesized, Sky was too distracted by what happened with Johnny she twisted the wrong way and felt a muscle pull  and then she lost all strength in her knee.  She fell to the floor of the stage and the show abruptly stopped.  They happened to have a medic on staff at the venue and he assessed her.  He poked and prodded at her knee to see where the pain was and she was loaded into an ambulance and taken to the hospital for xrays and MRI's.  The pain was almost unbearable.  It brought tears to her eyes and all she wanted was to hear Johnny's voice but at the same time was enraged that this was his fault to begin with.
Too stubborn to text him, Mary did it for her.
"But I hate him right now!" Sky protested.
M – Sky fell on stage and we're at the hospital
"I know, but you won't hate him in like 5 minutes when he calls you."
Within 5 seconds of the message being sent, Sky's phone rang.
He was in the office sitting on the couch in Jeff's office and his face dropped when he got Mary's text and began pacing the room as Sky's phone rang.
"Sky.  What happened?  What's wrong?" His voice was stern. 
    She sniffled into the phone, but tried to hold her tears back, "I fell on stage and hurt my knee." 
"Oh baby," his eyebrows furrowed and he felt his heart break he could hear her voice change like she was going to cry.  He felt so helpless and wished he was there. He even considered quickly flying to be with her.
"I can be on the next flight over," he stood still now. 
Jeff, concern written on his face mouthed, "what??"
"No, PJ, it's okay. I'm coming home. The rest of my tour has been cancelled." She burst out in tears.
"Sky baby, I'll meet you at your connecting flight.  Where is that? New York? Philly?"
"I don't know."
"Give the phone to Mary," Mary sat by the bed writing an email on her iPad; there was a lot to do about cancelling the shows and legal issues and refunds.  Sky handed the phone to her.
"Johnny," she said, all business.
"Where's your connecting flight in the US?"
"I'm not sure yet, we still need to book it."
"Will you text me when you know? I'm going to meet you guys there."
Mary smiled a little but gave nothing away, "Okay, no problem. Here's Sky."
"Baby, I'll see you soon, okay?
"Okay," she finally felt herself calming down.
"I'm going to just get things settled here.  I'll call you in a little bit."
"Okay," Sky said, biting her tongue to stop from telling him she loved him, because at that moment then, she did.