Not The Life I Expected

Chapter Twenty-Four

Brian and I eventually go to bed after our small disucssion about what happened last night. I close my eyes and I find myself dreaming. 

I dream about the day I first met Arin, it's like I had feelings at first sight... y'know, instead of "love at first sight." We shake hands and my heart starts to pound. Yeah, I thought he was really cute at first but I had to keep my feelings to myself. I had to keep them to myself because I'm married, but also because I didn't want to risk Arin getting the shit beat out of by Brian. 

I decided to leave the studio early that day, using the excuse that I had a head ache and I wasn't feeling that great. I wondered what Arin thought of me.

Arin's P.O.V.

I shook hands with Mackenzie, Syn's wife, and I thought she couldn't be more beautiful. My heart wouldn't stop beating fast, I thought it was going to come pounding out of my chest. I was quite possibly struck with love at first sight. Of course, she has to be married, so I'm going to have to keep my feelings to myself. 

We sit down together for a while, and I keep finding myself looking over at Mackenzie. I couldn't help it. We made eye contact for a split second, but I quickly looked away. The sound of her voice when she talked made my heart sit in my throat, and the sound of her laugh made me weak at the knee's. 

She eventually leaves, saying that she has a head ache and that she's not feeling too well anyways. We all say good bye. She tells me, "It was nice meeting you, Arin. You'll fit in nicely." She winks at me and I smile, and only nod my head. 

Mackenzie's P.O.V.

I wake up to Brian's kissing my cheek, "Hey, you need to get up, babe." I smirk and stretch my body. We're going to leave the hotel now, and move onto New York, it was quite a trip from Ohio to New York. I wasn't ready to sleeping in a small bunk again while my stomach continues to grow bigger every week. 

So far, I'm about three or four months along, I'm starting to lose count. I just figured I'll know it's time when I suddenly have that liquid dripping down my legs, or whatever the fuck they call it. I'm still wondering what I'm going to do about this mess of a relationship I have with Brian and Arin. I'm trying to turn off my feelings for him, but it doesn't work. I don't know what to do. 

We walk out of the hotel room to meet Arin as he walks out of his room as well. We make eye contact but I look away. We walk past Arin, but lightly grabs my arm and whispers into my ear, "If you decide to leave Brian, I will still be here to help you. I will even help father the twins." I look up at him and smile, 
"Thank you." I reply to him. 

We make our way to the tour bus to be on our way to New York.