Dream Big (Sequel to Dreamer)

Chapter Twenty Six

Tia's POV

I knew this was fate, for everyone and everything to be here in this one town. It worked out too perfectly. So, when I got that message from Chandler, I wasn't surprised.

(A/N: Bolded italics is Chandler, italics is Tia)

Shawn's cheating on you

What are you talking about?

Seriously, all you have to do is go on IG or Twitter. It's EVERYWHERE

I left him on open, nervously clicking open Instagram. Sure enough, there was a picture of him kissing Destiny. My heart dropped even further as I saw they were wearing the same clothes they left in this morning. Or at least Shawn was, I have no idea what she was wearing. As I kept scrolling I saw another picture, and I speculated the same thing. Is she pregnant? I asked myself, seeing as she was leaned over into a trash can, puking. She seemed perfectly fine in all of the other pictures of her and Shawn out eating breakfast. I switched back over to my text messages, and I began to type.

I believe you.

I shut off my phone, getting up to get the twins ready. I was taking them to Island Records today, there was going to be a photo shoot of them with Shawn.

~At Island Records~

I was angry, and rightfully so. I watched Destiny's every move, looking for any other signs that she might be pregnant. She obviously was bothered by the smell of something in the room, and the way she was looking at Shawn, it seemed to be his sandwich. I knew he had been sleeping with her, but having proof made it hurt so much more. I stood up, excusing myself to the bathroom. Once in the hall, I started towards Andrew's office. I knocked a few times, and I was told I could enter. "Tia? What are you doing here?" He asks, placing his glasses on his desk. "Shawn's cheating on me. He doesn't know that I know it, but he and Destiny went on a date this morning. The fans and I both think she's pregnant. There are pictures of them kissing and her puking in a trash can." I explain, and he sits there quietly, sighing and rubbing his face. "Also..." I start, opening my purse before grabbing out a gallon sized ziplock bag of bras and panties, " I have these." I finish, placing them on his desk. "Wh-Where did you get those?" He asks, completely in shock. "I keep finding them laying around the house while I'm cleaning. They definitely aren't mine." I tell Andrew, and he nods, using his pen to push the bag towards me. "So, I washed them, bagged them, and collected evidence." I rationalized, watching as Andrew tried to figure things out. "You're telling me this...why?" He asks, throwing away his pen. I go to open my mouth and say something, but I honestly didn't know why I was telling him. "Look, him being with Destiny isn't good for his career, but the fans don't know that you're his girlfriend. There's nothing that we can do." He says, shrugging. I nod with a sigh, grabbing the bag of underwear. I quietly walk towards the door, unsure as to why I even came in here. I didn't really have a plan. I stuff the bag in my purse before opening the door, shutting it behind me once I was out of the room. I walked towards Shawn's recording studio, pausing outside the door. My phone began to ring, and I immediately after seeing it was Chandler.

(A/N: Bolded italics will be Chandler, regular will be Tia)

Hello?

Hey, I'm... I'm not really sure why I did this, but... I-I'm in Canada.

Ch-What?

Can you please pick me up from the airport? I know it's last minute, but... I don't exactly have any Canadian money yet, so I can't really get a cab right now.

I'll be right there. I just have to let Shawn know I'm leaving.

Thank you. See you soon.

See you soon.

I hang up my phone, pushing it into my back pocket before I shove open the door to see Destiny puking into the trash can next to the piano Shawn uses on tour. I roll my eyes, walking over to the pair. Shawn was holding her hair back with one hand, while using the other to support himself on the piano bench. I pull out the underwear bag from my purse, watching Ian and a couple of people I'd never met before starring at the scene with wide eyes as I drop the bag in front of them. "Chandler needs a ride from the airport. I'll be back to get the twins after the photo shoot." I inform the singer, walking out of the room.

~At the Airport~

"Thanks for the ride, Tia." Chandler says sheepishly, buckling his seatbelt. I nod, putting the car in drive before backing out of the parking space and leaving. "My hotel is on 160 Consumers Drive." Chandler informs me, and my eyes go wide. "That's over in Whitby." I gasp, heading towards the exit. The car falls silent, and I'm left with my thoughts as I drove towards the hotel that Shawn often went to for interviews. Did he ever love me? I mean, he must have at some point. He brought me all the way here. Yet, he cheated on me. He lied to me. There are so many lies and so much cheating. He's not who I thought he was. "Tia?" Chandler asks, and I hum in response. "I..." he starts, but falls silent again. Neither one of us knew what to say. We hadn't spoken since our fight eight months ago, when I was at his house. All those sets of underwear, hiding the babies from me, this isn't what I was expecting. I feel more like a nanny or a maid than I do his girlfriend. I pull the car into a gas station parking lot, putting the car in park as I do my best to steady my breathing. I had hit a wall, and I was so conflicted. I couldn't cry, not in front of Chandler. I was so desperately in love with Shawn, that I didn't know what to do. I'd done everything for him. I gave him my all, except one thing, and I was so honestly and truly glad I hadn't. Despite all of my partying back in high school, I was still a virgin. I calmed my nerves, at least for the time being. I put the car in reverse, and back out silently. I knew Chandler was starring at me, his eyes anxious and concerned, but I didn't care. Before too much longer, though it felt like forever with how tense and silent the car was, we arrived at his hotel. I stopped at the front entrance, allowing him to grab his bag before I went to leave. Chandler went to close the door, but he stopped mid way. "You should come in for a few minutes." He told me, and I paused. I really shouldn't be alone right now. I nodded, and go park the car while he checks in.