Chapter 40: Chapter 40

: Juice

Anna climbed down the stairs, glancing around to make sure no one saw her.  She realised it was very late because a few guests had already left.

"Hey,have you seen Lucy?" She asked Beats who was talking to a hot blond model.

"Where have you been? I have seen zero of you, " Beats

"Never mind that, Lucy?" She asked eagerly.

Beats frowned, " The last time I saw her, she was heading outside."

"Oh okay, thank you, " She said walking quickly toward the door.

"Anna!" Bree called out to her.

Anna paused in her steps then turned around slowly, "is Chris okay?" She asked, "I saw you taking him up stairs a couple hours ago, "

"Yes, he's asleep now, I had to stay with him because he was vomiting so..."

"Really? Then I must check on him," Bree said heading for the stairs.

Anna stopped her, "he just fell asleep there's really no need," she cautioned.

"You're right after all that drinking he probably needs all the rest he can get. I'll see you later darling, "

"Yes ma'am," she replied as Bree walked away. She stepped out of the villa and begun her search for Lucy. She looked every where but couldn't find her.

She sighed as she walked through the parking space outside the villa. The cars had started filing out one by one.

"There you are!" A voice said comming out from behind the car. It was Lucy.

"I've been looking for you!" Anna replied

"I've been looking for you two!"

"Where did you go?" Anna asked.

"I went to get the car at home, since Chris or Justin weren't going to drive us back," she retorted

Anna leaned against the car.

Lucy stood beside her, eyeing  her sternly, "What the hell where you thinking?" Lucy blurted out.

"What are you talking about?" Anna defended.

"Oh don't play dumb with me!" Lucy replied angrily.

"I don't know what your saying," Anna said flipping her hair as she stood up gracefully.

Lucy pulled her back angrily.

"Let go of me!" Anna spat

"You slept with him! What the hell were you thinking? Are you crazy?" Lucy shouted out.

"He's the one that started it " Anna defended easing her voice, as she patted her dress down. She glared at her supposed best friend.

How could she think this was her fault?

"He was drunk! Anyone could see that. This was not the plan! You could destroy everything we've done, all because you couldn't contain yourself!" Lucy said angrily literally yelling now.

Anna didn't say anything to let Lucy cool down,

Lucy breathed out, trying to regulate her breathing, "okay, we can fix this, As long as no one else knows we will be okay," Lucy said pacing back and forth.

"Britney knows, " Anna replied

"What?"

"I sent a video to her, " She explained, "a sex video" she clarified.

Lucy's mouth dropped open. She didn't know what to say, "You did what?! Why? How could you be so dumb?!"

"I'm not dumb. I'm smarter than you. I had to make sure that Chris wouldn't have second thoughts on going back to that tramp. I had to make sure she doesn't want him anymore. So that he is all mine, "

"Just listen to yourself? You sound crazy. OH god!" Lucy said continuing  her pacing back and forth,"I should have know you were a slut," she muttered under her breath.

Anna looked up at her. She had been quiet before, but this accusation was not something she would accept, and from Lucy above all people  "What did you just say?" She asked facing Lucy

"I said your a slut!" Lucy replied she was angry and burning up.

Anna gave her one hot slap, smack across her soft cheeks.

"How dare you!"

Lucy looked back at her slowly, "well aren't you?" She asked again.

Anna slapped her again, "You don't get to call me names! You are as much of a slut a I am. You think I don't know you slept with Justin to make him stay?"

Lucy paused dumb founded, "that's different, " she said quietly trying to block out the truth, "I am his girlfriend!"

"And Chris is single! He can be with who ever he wants to be with. You're looking down on me? I'm not the one that forces a man to stay with me!  Everyone knows how manipulative you are and that Justin wants nothing but to stay away from you! So if there's a slut here it's you!" She replied. She shook her head stomping away.

Lucy paused for a second and leaned against the car. She blinked away tears from her eyes. After thinking for a moment she climbed in the car and drove home.

****

Meanwhile Justin escorted Clair back to her car. She also had bodyguards and a white limo parked outside. She turned around to face him, "maybe we can get together sometime and catch up," she said smiling.

Justin still couldn't believe he was seeing her, "yeah, yeah I'd like that," he said. She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

Her bodyguard opened the door for her, she took one last look at justij, waving goodbye.

"Who was that young thing?" Robin asked standing beside him, his hands in his pockets.

"An old friend," Justin replied smiling

"She doesn't look so old to me, " he replied noticing the slight blush on Justin's cheeks.

"She's more like family I guess, let's go back, you need to finish saying goodbye to the remainder of our guests, " Justin said throwing one arm over him.

Robin shrugged, "if you say so,"

Justin laughed as father and son walked back in the villa.

***†**

When Chris woke up the next day he had a bad headache, feeling as if his skull was getting split into as he shook his head, as if that would relieve the pain.

He couldn't see straight for a whole minute, having to blink a few times to get his focus straight. Everything looked so blurry.

He finally managed to sit up in bed,  touching his forehead which felt like he had banged himself against the wall a hundred times. He blinked as his vision came back to normal.

He moved his legs and uncovered the blanket just as Justin walked in.

He covered his eyes, yawning for a minute.

"woah, " Justin replied, spinning around so his back faced Chris, "When did you start sleeping naked?" Justin asked facing the wall.

Chris looked at him confused then at himself, "shit!" He cursed, realising Justin was telling the truth. He covered himself with a blanket quickly. A look of horror flashing through his features.

"Relax there's a first for everything, " Justin chuckled, his voice dripping in humour, " maybe this is your thing, sleeping naked," Justin replied turning around, a smug look on his face.

Chris looked around. His clothes were scattered all over, the smell of light perfume lingered in the air.

He looked at justin who was still smiling while sipping his juice box, "you've slept for quite sometime, it's already eleven," Justin admitted.

Chris looked at the floor then shook his head, trying to remember, as flashes past through his mind, "Justin? What-what happened last night?" He stuttered.

"Well man, you were crazy, telling jokes and drinking even though I told you not to, by the way.

You even sang karaoke and FYI you don't have a good voice, probably my side of the family, why do you ask?"

Chris took a deep breath, almost having at the hint of sex in the air, then looked up at Justin, "I think I slept with someone."

Justin dropped the juice box.

Bree walked in, "hey I came up to check on you, good thing your up," she paused, looking at Chris, catching a whiff of the perfume then glancing at the clothes scattered around.

"What did you do?" She asked folding her arms angrily.

"I was hoping you could answer that," Chris replied, a little guilty "my memories quite fuzzy, b-but I-I"

"You what?"

"believe I slept with someone,"Chris confessed

Bree groaned, slapping her forehead, "I should have known! I think I know who you slept with, "

Justin thought for a minute, "Anna?" He asked Bree.

Bree nodded, "I thought something was wrong last night when she came down from your room, I should have checked up on you," she said shaking her head.

Chris looked at them in sheer shock, "what? Are you saying I slept with.." He froze, he suddenly lifted the sheets around him running into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him before hurling up a storm.

"Chris!" Bree called out worried.

"I'm okay! I just need some time alone,"he replied, hovering over the toilet seat.

"Oh baby, it was a mistake you don't need to blame yourself," Bree assured, pressing herself against the bathroom door eagerly.

"No it's not that, I need space, I need to bath and put some clothes on, " he called back, feeling even sicker than before.

"Okay, we be down stairs, " Bree replied pulling Justin along.

Chris sat there for a moment alone processing what just happened. Then he went into the shower.

Bree went down stairs to the kitchen and Justin went to his bedroom. He was completely shocked about Chris and Anna but strangely he was more fascinated at the sudden return of Clair.

He lay down in bed just thinking of her, how great it was to see her again.

**.

Bree was down stairs pouring a glass of juice for her husband. Just because Chris' love life wasn't going well, doesn't mean hers should to.

She took out the medicine that Hilda had given to her. She mixed it smoothly in his coffee. She wasn't going to give up on this marriage.

She was so desperate. She took the coffee up to their bedroom. "Hey baby, look what I have-" She said walking in with the tray in her hands.

She paused as she looked at Robin who was getting dressed, putting the tray down. "Where are you going?"  she demanded, folding her arms.

"There's been an emergency at a show and the singers demanding some explanation or he will leave, I have to go there, "

"You said you be with me the whole day," she retorted, very much pissed off.

Robin turned around,  with a soft sigh "I'm so sorry, I thought I would be free too. I didn't think such a thing would occur, "

"So you're just going to leave?" Bree asked, angrily.

Robin walked to her, "I promise I'll make it up to you this weeknd, "

"Today's Sunday, Robin!"

"I know, but you know that music doesn't really have days off, "

"I'm tired of all this!" Bree burst out.

"Tired of what?" Robin asked

"Tired of being the only one trying to make this work! What is wrong with you? I ask for one day off your busy schedule, do you even have time there for me?" She asked

"Bree, I will make it up to you, "

"That's all you ever say! When will you stop promising and just start acting? I'm unhappy Robin don't you see that? Please, please just stay for today please," she begged

Robin paused for a moment. He sighed. Then his phone rang. He and Bree exchanged looks. He picked up the phone, "yes...yes, I'm on my way,"

Bree sat on the bed weakly as Robin hung up the phone.

"I really need to be there, I will make it up to you, I promise," he said moving toward her. He tried to kiss her but she looked away. He sighed as he picked up his jacket.

"I'll be back," he said heading out the door. A tear fell from Bree's eyes as she quickly wiped it away. She took the cup of coffee down stairs.

She stood there for a second wondering when all this started. Why she hadn't acted before. Chris run past her. He  retraced his steps.

She quickly wiped her tears as he came back, "are you okay?" He asked, "where's dad?" He looked around with a frown.

Bree forced a smile, "I'm okay, your dad just left, "

"Oh.." Chris replied.

"Where you off to?"

"I need to set things straight with Anna a-and Britney, "

"Britney?"

"I love her mom, I'm tired of lying to myself, I just want to be with her,"

He replied.

Bree smiled back in approval, "Promise me when you find her, you'll treat her well," she said.

Chris looked at her for a moment, "I promise, wish me luck, "

"You don't need luck, love is all you need but good luck any way, "

Chris smiled, "Thank you,"  he said heading out.

Bree breathed out in relief.

********

In a few minutes Chris was on the road. Tod headed to the beach.

He walked on the sand to the spot where  he had first confessed his love to Britney.

He stood there for a second till someone covered his eyes. His heart stopped as he felt the hands over his eyes, "Britney?" He asked.

Anna out her hands down as she walked in front of him, a frown pasted on her lips, "Britney?" She echoed,  "did you forget you texted me to meet you here?" She asked.

He looked at her a tad bit disappointed, "I didn't forget, "

Anna grinned, "so what did you want to talk about baby?" She asked putting her hands on his neck.

He looked at her for a second. Studying her face. He thought she would be shy, or at least trying to figure out what happened between them but instead she seemed way to happy.

Why was she so happy?

Then it all clicked, he begun to realise everything. He had never had doubts about Britney until she came in. In fact they were doing alright until Anna started feeding him with thoughts, feeding his insecurities with even more insecurities.

It was all her.

He pushed her hands away, "I'm not your baby," he spat, vicious threat in his tone.

"That's not what you told me last night," Anna retorted, an ugly frown, replacing the smile on her face.

Chris looked straight at her, "that's what I wanted to talk to you about. What really happened last night?"

Anna raised both eyebrows as if he had just asked her the dumbest question on earth, "alright, " she hummed, "do you want the short version or the long long one?" She hued, reaching out to touch him.

He pushed her away, a scowl forming on his lips,"The short one would be oka"

"Fine," she replied, with a careless shrug, "you and I made love," she said

He breathed out, "you mean we had sex?" He quickly clarified.

She didn't reply, seemingly still studying him.

"okay..I-I can still deal with this," he muttered to himself.

"I know you probably don't remember what happened, but I promise you if you give us a chance, I'll give it the best I can," she said, taking his hand in hers.

His eyebrows furrowed as he glanced at them before pulling out of her grasp "look Anna, I don't really remember what happened last night but I know what I did and there's no denying that.

I'm sorry for sleeping with you and making you think that we had a chance. I don't want to be with you and I don't love you,I want to be very clear on that, "

Anna watched him, a slight disappointment glinted in her eye, her mouth hang open, "Don't be so sure, feelings can change," Anna proposed.

Chris shook his head, breathing in "not mine, I see it more clearer now. I love Britney with all my heart and I know I'm a fool for ever allowing things between us to end. But I'm done hurting, it's part of life to be hurt but it's my decision to either let it affect me or learn from it. I'm done being the victim, your victim, " He replied, turning away from her.

Anna's heart sank at those words. She didn't have to be told twice, she could see it in his eyes she had failed, but she wasn't about to go, the only loser in this story, "So where will you go? To Britney? I doubt she would ever accept you back after seeing the video, "

Chris paused, "video?" He said to himself. He turned around, "what video?"

Anna got her phone, "this one," she said playing it to him, "I sent it to her."

Chris watched for a minute.

"Why would you do this?" He asked his hands trembling.

"Because you don't get the easy way out, ." She said, walking closer to him,

"You wann be with her? Be my guest. I know how to accept defeat. I won't bother you or call you anymore. You said you loved her. Go to her and tell her you want her back, I'm not stopping you. The real question is not how much you love her.

That doesn't matter, you know the answer to that. The real question is how much does she love you. You don't know the answer to that now..do you?" She asked, he remained silent and she scoffed turning away, her hair slapping him in his face.

If she was going to go down, she would go down in dignity, she paused, turning slightly,

"Oh and another thing, don't worry about me. I'm out of your life for good. I don't want to be a part this mess anyway," she said as she left.

Chris paused at the beach for a minute. That was the real question.

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Meanwhile

Sadly back at the villa things we're even more messed up than the beach. Justin came down stairs from the gym. He was shirtless and sweaty allover.

Bree was doing the few dishes that had been left in the sink.

"Oh god I need a drink," Justin huffed comming down stairs.

He walked toward the fridge, "mom," he said.

"What?" Bree asked turning around, a little more harshly than she had expected.

"We're  out of juice boxes," Justin replied  closing the fridge.

Bree was frozen her eyes sweeping across Justin's body.

Justin was taller than her, young fresh and obviously handsome.

He looked hotter than ever with the sweat running down his spine. Justin turned around and faced her, "Isn't there any water?" He asked.

She quickly turned away desperately trying to grasp a cup in the sink she was rinsing, but it slipped away from her hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Justin asked reaching over and steadying the cup from the sink,  before it could tilt over. his abs brushing against her.

"Nothing, I'm just a little stressed,"

Justin walked passed her. She was breathing sharply as she remembered what she saw the time she was peeping on him and Lucy the other day.

She stopped and paused like a statue. She breathed out calmly. Justin had paused at the counter. "Oh look some juice," he said reaching out for the cup and drinking it.

Bree turned around quickly"No justin..don't!" She protested but it was too late, Justin had drunk the juice.

"What?! " Justin asked, dropping the glass in surprise. It shattered as it hit the floor, as they both took a step back.

"A-Are you okay?" Bree asked, nervously. He had drank the juice with the medicine Robin had not taken.

"I'm fine," Justin said in an obvious tone, wondering what she meant, he leaned down to clean the glasses but she stopped him, telling him she would do it.

"Are you sure? I can clean it-"

"Nope, I've got it, " Bree replied, grabbing a broom.

Justin watched her for a few seconds still confused at her behavior before shaking his head, "alright, I'll be up in my room," he said.

Bree watched as Justin walked up the stairs. She sighed throwing the glasses away glancing one more time at the stairs. Her heart stopped when she saw Justin.

He was clutching the rail, his hand on his head groaning.

"Justin!" She called, worriedly, rushing toward him, " Are you okay?"

"I'm good, just a little headache," he eased, touching his head. He seriously did not know where it came from. He was feeling fine a second ago.

That was all she needed to here. Maybe the medicine was too much for Justin after all he was still young.

She swiftly climbed the stairs to him.

"I'm fine mom, no need to..." He staggered a little, almost losing his footing but Bree caught him in time.

"You need to lie down," Bree cautioned helping him to his room. She laid him on the bed.

"I don't know why I feel like this, I'm so hot, " Justin complained laying back in bed as Bree fluffed his pillow, "I was fine..I swear...."

Bree watched him for a minute. Her eyes trailing to where their bodies touched for a second,  tempting her. There eyes met for a second, and Justin breathed out slowly, a confused expression plastered on his face.

She had to walk away, she stood up but Justin pulled She paused stiff as a rock as she was forced to sit on the bed.

Justin was not in control of himself anymore, all he knew is he had to satisfy the urge that burned inside him.

Bree was reluctant at first but like a wife who has been starved for months and being deduced by a hot male. She rapidly gave in.

*******

Chris stood at the beach for a few hours. Wondering what he should do. If he was to ever be happy again he needed Britney back.

So after a lot of what ifs he headed to Britney's place. He rung the door bell not knowing what to expect. No one came. He tried over and over again. Was Britney ignoring him? She must have seen him from the window.

"Hey! You there!" An old guy shouted out from across the streets. Chris turned around to see who it was.

"They've gone out!" He called out.

"Out? This time? To where?" Chris asked.

"Well to where every decent person goes to on Sundays.."

Chris lifted one eyebrow,

"To church..they went to church bro!" He replied laughing as he continued to water his garden. Chris thanked him and walked back to his car.

This day sucked.