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Chapter 3



It was a few days before they guys were going to be leaving for the next leg of their tour. Jenn
and Kevin were sitting down to a quiet dinner. Matthew was in the corner of the room playing
with some of his toys. Both Kevin and Jenn were looking at him, just loving seeing their son
enjoying himself so much.

“So Matt, have you picked out your favorite toys to bring with you this time?” Kevin asked his
son. Matt looked happily over to his father and nodded, then quickly turned back to his toys.

Jenn looked uncomfortable as she looked over at Kevin, ‘it’s now or never.’ Jenn thought to
herself. “About that Kevin, I…I don’t think Matt and I should join you for this leg of the tour. It’s
just gonna be so long, I don’t think Matt will enjoy it.” She never even looked at him as she said
this.

“You’re coming.” Kevin didn’t even hesitate as he answered her.

“I just don’t think that it’s a good thing for Matt, even Howie thinks….” She wasn’t able to finish
her sentence.

“Does it look like I give a damn about what Howie thinks!!” Kevin’s face was a deep red,
although Jenn didn’t see it. She was too busy pushing the food around on her plate. Kevin
quickly sat up and stormed off into the kitchen with his plate.

Jenn let out a breath that she didn’t even realize she was holding. A few tears slid down her
face, but she was quick to wipe them away. She looked up as she heard Kevin reentering the
room, he didn’t even look her way, just went and sat down next to Matt.

After a few minutes of pushing her food around, she got up and headed into the kitchen. She
busied herself with cleaning up their dinner mess. As she was washing the final dishes she felt
his presence behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a few kisses on her
neck.

“I’m sorry for blowing up, but you have to come. Matt’s gonna love it. I promise.” He said softly
into her ear. She leaned back into his embrace and placed her hands on top of his.

“I still don’t have a say in this, do I.” Jenn said.

Kevin let out a breath and released his hold on her. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a
few beers. He headed for the door leading to the living room, “No, you don’t. You are coming.”

Jenn watched him as he left the room. Tears once again appeared in her eyes as she went back
to finishing the dishes. Once she was done she went back into the living room. Kevin was
sitting on the couch, nursing his third beer and Matt was still playing in the corner. Looking at
the time, Jenn picked Matt up off the floor and took him upstairs to put him to bed.

About three hours later Kevin noticed that he should have been in bed already. Quietly he made
his way up the stairs and into his room. He noticed the light was still on as he pushed the door
open. He saw Jenn’s suitcases lining one of the walls and then looked over to their bed.

Jenn was fast asleep, but still fully clothed. As Kevin approached her he noticed that she had
been crying, the mascara lines down her face obviously showed that. Laying face down on her
chest was a framed picture, Kevin took it out of her grasp and saw it was their wedding picture.

With a frown Kevin placed the frame back on the nightstand. He situated Jenn into their bed and
pulled the covers over her form. He traced the mascara lines down her face with his thumb as
he felt tears stinging his own eyes. He quickly undressed and got into bed himself. He pulled
Jenn into his embrace, and soon fell into a dreamless sleep.

~*~*~

Nick was at his house, alone. Something he was all to familiar with. It seemed like he was always
alone. Not like he had a choice in the matter. Everytime he seemed to get cozy with a girlfriend
they would turn out to be monsters.

He thought back to the last girlfriend he had. When she had left she had called him fat. Saying
that he was too fat for her standards. Pish, her standards. But for some reason, he couldn't get
that thought out of his head.

It had been a month since she had left. He had stayed in his house just not wanting to deal with
anything. The only time he had left was to go to Sara's premiere. He almost was too afraid to go,
he had lost so much weight. He was for sure everyone would have noticed, and gotten worried
over him. Luckily for him, that night everyone was too preoccupied with themselves that no one
had noticed.

He had felt like he was now playing a game, and he was winning. Now all he thought about was
losing more weight, and seeing if anyone would notice. He was sure they wouldn't, no one paid
any attention to him anymore.

His thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing. Looking at his cell he saw it was AJ and
decided to pick it up, "Yello."

"Hey Nicky, what’s hangin’?" AJ asked.

"Don't call me Nicky." Nick said with and exasperated sigh.

"Whatever Nicky, anyway, we're having a pre tour party and I was calling to tell you to come. It's
tomorrow, sound good?"

"Sure, whatever. I'll be there." Nick really didn't want to go, but knew that if he didn't there
would be hell to pay.

"Sweet, be here at 4. We are going to barbeque for dinner, I have some fat ass steaks for the
occasion."

At first Nick shuddered at the thought but played it off, "Can't wait Bone, but I will see ya then."
With that they said their good-byes and Nick walked into the bathroom.

Just AJ talking about food brought the urge for him to throw up right there. He felt like absolute
shit. Looking into the bathroom mirror, he didn't even recognize the man looking back at him.
His sullen face, bloodshot eyes, and his eyes even looked a little sunken in. Still to him he felt
fat. He had to loose more weight, no girl would want this.

Now reaching into his medicine cabinet he pulled out three pill bottles. Each of them some kind
of weight loss drug. He swallowed 2 pills from each bottle and placed them back into their
proper places. He knew deep down that this was not a good thing, but he couldn't control it. As
he walked out of the bathroom his last thought was, "God, help me."