~*~Kevin~*~
Tracie called about three in the morning, "Hey, baby."
"Hey, when are you coming home?"
"It’s taking forever to cover this shit. We’re packing her things too. We want to get it done. I think we’ll work a little longer then crash. I don’t know if I’ll get home before you go."
"Ok, get her out of there. I’ll go in early and see if we can’t get it all wrapped up today. We should be able to, there’s not really much of anything left, just the details." I stretched.
"I wish I was there."
"I wish you were here too. Your pillow just isn’t cutting it. Need to squeeze you."
"I need squeezing. This has been hard. I’ll explain it all when I see you."
‘Find more?" She had told me about the writing downstairs
"Yeah, be patient. Lee’s gotta tell Nick first."
"I understand. Be careful and get some sleep."
"I will, leave me your pillow."
"Sure thing, kitten." I laughed.
"I haven’t heard any purring."
"You will." I hung up smiling. I wondered what was going on, what else they had found, but I could wait, especially at three am.
~*~Lee~*~
We finished, well close, at about five, "I’m gonna go home. I want to get to Nick before he heads in."
"Yeah, don’t want him accidentally being nice to fuck face, I mean Brian." Tracie fiddled with the charred pieces of Nick’s Playstation, "Lee, how are you gonna tell him this?"
"I figure he saw the wall. I’ll just confirm what he knows. I can’t even imagine what an amazing betrayl this is."
"I can. I’ll stay behind and do another check then head on home. We’ll haul this shit off later."
We hugged, "Thank you, Tracie. I couldn’t have done this alone. I owe you. Maybe I owe Kevin."
"Kevin will survive. Go take care of Nick. He’s gonna need you."
I cried most of the way home. He hadn’t told me about the bedroom. I’m not sure if he knew or just didn’t want to see. Nick was asleep in the bed with the dogs. He looked so little. I know, just me stressing. I took a shower to try and was away some of the ickiness. Nick was awake when I came out, "Morning gorgeous, sleep well."
"No. You weren’t here. Thank you."
"No problem. We painted over everything, cleaned up, and boxed up her shit." I ran my fingers through his hair.
He sat up, "Why’d you paint, I’m gonna have to hire painters to redo everything."
"I know, but I didn’t want anyone seeing that. It’s gone now." I kissed him and laid down next to him, "Nick, did you go upstairs?"
"Yeah, have to replace the mattress. It’s all good. I’ll just redecorate the way I want. I let her change shit."
"Nick, the words on the wall. About Brian." I braced myself.
He scratched his head, "I know. She’s nuts. I can’t believe she would try to bring Brian into it."
I took a deep breath, "Baby, Tracie and I . . . we found her diary."
"I bet that was an interesting read. Anything I need to give to the police?"
He wasn’t getting it, "Nick, Pam did fuck Brian. She went to him after a fight and they wound up in bed. Some bullshit about him making her feel wanted, especially if he was willing to risk your friendship to be with her. She went to him when she felt bad about herself. It happed a dozen or so times."
I watched his eyes dull and his face drop, "Please, Lee, tell me your kidding. Brian wouldn’t do that."
"I’m sorry, honey. He did." I didn’t know what to expect. Nick sat up. I sat up. He looked around the room. I don’t know what for. He reached for me, and I took him in my arms. He started to cry. "Oh, Nick. I’m so so sorry. I can’t believe he did that."
He cried for a while, "I’m not going to the studio today. I don’t want to deal with him. Jesus fucking hell!"
"Tracie talked to Kevin earlier, he said there wasn’t a lot left. I’m sure they can deal on their own." We sunk back into the bed and held each other.
"I thought it was a stupid play to get back at me. Dumping her was the smartest thing I’ve ever done. I should have done it months ago. Dammit, how could they."
I liked pissed better, "No way you could know she was that insecure, and fucked up."
"Add her too the pile with Jessica. Girlfriends, and wives who need to be erased. Hell, at least Jessica didn’t fuck up the whole group."
"I know. This sucks." I didn’t know how this was gonna be ok.
We talked about this some more, mainly just letting him vent. I was proud of him for not taking on responsibility for this. A month ago he would have, he took responsibility for everything. He blamed Pam and Brian. He should have. When we had covered everything two or three times he kissed me, "Lee, make love with me."
Not a problem.
~*~Tracie~*~
I went over the house once more and found a bunch of little things of Pam’s and got rid of those. I gathered the last of the destroyed stuff and hauled it out to the garbage. I vacuumed up the feathers in the bedroom. The paint had covered the horrible words well. Pam had left a huge mess all over the place. I had this hope that her mess would be external, and Nick would be able to keep a lot of the mess away from him. Not possible with the Brian part. I was very glad he had hooked up with Lee. She was already in place before the betrayl hit, hopefully he would keep the trust in her and they could work through this.
I wondered if anyone would ever know what went on with Kevin and Jessica.
