"Desiree, whats up?" Kerri asked Desiree the next morning as she stepped into the coffee shop at the airport. The two had taken their friends, Amanda and Carinne, shifts so they could go to a party.
"Not much." She said, looking at Kerri then smiling. "Did, uh, anything interesting happen last might?" she said, knowing the answer.
"Like you didn't know," she laughed. "I was at the studio Desiree, how could you tell him that I would be there."
"Don't act like you didn't enjoy it." She pulled up a chair, and leaning her elbows on the counter. "So what happened?" she asked, ready to listen.
"Maybe I won't tell you." Kerri teased. Desiree just grinned. "Ok, I will, you forced it out of me. He walked in and I was so surprised. He wanted to know if I was alright. I told him, Desiree, I told him everything. About me and Mark, about what happened." She finished slowely.
"What did see say?" Desiree asked, worried that something went wrong.
"The same thing you always say, about how I should not stand him doing that, hurting me. I said it wasn't like that. He asked me what I meant. I couldn't answer that. How do you tell someone who knows almost nothing about you that you love someone too much to let that person go. Maybe I will get a chance to talk to him again later… " all in one breath she got out, "he invited you and me to go backstage at the concert tonight."
Desiree jumped up and hugged her friend yelling, "Oh my gosh!" Both girls heard laughing and turned around. A line of customers had formed while they were talking, two kids at the front of the line were giggling at them.
"Whoops." Kerri whispered under her breath as they began to serve the people. They kept smiling despite the facts they were imbarassased.
Finally the six hour shift was over. Desiree bounced out of the airport.
"I can't wait for tonight!" then she slowed down and turned around to Kerri. "Does Mark know?"
"Um… I haven't told him." Kerri said quietly as they headed to the parking garage. "I don't think he needs to know, I didn't tell him about seeing Nick last night either. It would upset him too bad, and I think I've already put him through enough. When I came home he was at my apartment. He told me he felt bad about our fight and after he dropped me off. He came back because he didn't want me to be alone…"
"Or he just didn't want you out of his sight." Desiree said, she was right. Kerri just nodded as she unlocked her car. Even though deep down she knew Desiree WAS right, she couldn't admit it to herself. They drove down the rode in silence.
"What is he doing here." Desiree muttered as they pulled into the parking lot by Kerri's apartment, and again Marks car was there. "Why did you ever give him a key?"
"He IS my boyfriend Desiree, when I moved here I only had you, and him. I trusted him, and still do." She said, causeing Desiree to shake her head.
After a very slow walk up the stair, Kerri opened the door. Mark sat on the couch staring at her. The look he had on his face gave her the chills. Hit reached over and hit the answering machine. A voice could clearly be heard, "Hey Kerri, this is Nick. I called to tell you I ordered a limo to come pick you up at 5:30 for the concert. Hope you don't mind, see you then." The beep off the message sent a stab of pain thorugh Kerri's heart.
"Mark..." she started, walking to him.
"Stop." He said cutting her off. "I guess you didn't think of telling me about your plans, maybe you did." He said bitterly, still staring at her. Then he smiled at her, a vengeful smile. "I figured since Nick seems to be such a generous guy, that he wouldn't mind if I came along with you two. Well, it looks like it's almost 5:30, limo should be here soon."
Desiree looked out the window. "It just pulled up." She said quietly. Mark walked over to Kerri and wrapped his arm around her.
"Lets go." He rasped, his eyes flaring with anger.
