~Rayne's POV

Derrick and I spent the rest of the week together, I showed him around Hollywood and he bought a couple of souvenirs. When he left I was so alone. Michael had been gone for about three months, but he made it a point to call me at least twice a week. My dad still didn't know anything about our relationship or that I drunkenly gave Michael my virginity. I wasn't exactly sure how to tell him. He and I have a great relationship but I'm not sure how he'll take his "little girl" all of a sudden having sex, and with a celebrity at that. It just doesn't sound good. I lay on my bed drawing, two hands holding each other, Fingers interlocked. "Hey kid, phone call." My father says handing me the phone. My mood rises, I knew who it was. "Hello?" I smile. "I miss you.." Michael whines. I grin, "not enjoying the tour?" "I love being on stage, it's just being off thats hard- STOP it Marlon!" "Hiii Rayne!" I hear Marlon in the background. I giggle "Hi Marlon.. How was your show tonight Michael?" Michael sighs. "It was alright. The lighting crew messed up a little but it was alright. I wish you could come to a show." He sighs again. "Maybe I can. When do you come back in town?" I smile. "Ermm.. Not til next year." He groans. "I'm guessing your dad still has no clue about us." "No not yet.." I inhale sharply. "I'm getting to it. I just don't know how to say it.." "Why don't you let me tell him?" He chuckles. I laugh loudly "Yeah, because 'hey Mr. Fleeson, I took your daughter's virginity' sounds perfect." I say sarcastically. "I wouldn't say that!" He laughs. "What would you say?" "I'd say-" "Michael!" I hear in the background, it sounded like Joseph. "I've gotta go.." "Ok, think about me?" I enthuse. "Are you kidding? Every night." He chuckles. "I love you." "I love you too." I grin, hanging up the phone.

~Michael's POV

"Michael!" Joseph yells again. I roll my eyes, "Yes Joseph, I was on the phone." "With that girl?" I scoff. "Yes, with Rayne." "What do you see in that child? What happened to Tatum?" He asks. I frown. Joseph has never cared about my personal life, let alone talk to me about it. "Tatum and I didn't see eye to eye." I answer shortly. "Well, I think that Rayne girl is a distraction." He walks off muttering to himself. I couldn't wait for this tour to be over, i was sick of him and I missed her.

I ended up falling asleep while my brothers went out. Marlon just walked in around 2 in the morning with yet another groupie. Every night, a different city, a different girl. Being the younger brother, I knew the drill "don't move, don't open my eyes." But seeing as how I was 20 now, I didn't even wanna see them do it. I shifted in my bed to alert Marlon I was here and placed a pillow over my ears. "Who is that?" The girl whispered. "That's just my little brother. Don't worry about him, he's sleeping. Now come here girl.." He whispers back. I hear a lot of kissing noises, some moaning, and heavy breathing. I shift again. "Are you sure he's asleep?" She stops abruptly. "I'm positive, don't worry Amber.." Marlon says smoothly. "Who's Amber? My name is Lucy." She scoffs. "You don't even remember my name! I'm out of here!" "No no no, I meant Lucy... I'm sorry." He pleads until she slams the door. At this point, I couldn't stop laughing. I sit up from my bed covering my face from laughter. Marlon groans, flopping on his bed. "Who's Amber? I'm Lucy" I imitate the girl in my most feminine voice. "Shut up Mike." I laugh harder, "How many girls has that been since the tour started? All because you mess up their names." I shake my head. "This dry spell is killing me." He says. "Maybe you should stop saying their names.." I suggest. "No! I say their names so they can feel special. It's how I keep their connection." Marlon explains. "Well it hasn't gotten you anywhere, has it?" I lean back on my pillow. "You're all talk, you're just saying that because you've got someone waiting on you back in LA. But you know if she wasn't, you'd be doing the same thing we are." "No I wouldn't, you guys have scarred me. Watching everyone over the years, screw girl after girl.. It's not for me." I wave it off. "I like being for one girl and one girl only." Marlon hops in his bed, fluffing his pillow. "That's good. 'cause Rayne's a good girl. I can see it. Don't screw it up with her." He points at me, warning me. "How could I possibly screw it up?" I chuckle. "Like when you forgot her name.." He reminds me. I lay my head down on my pillow. "Ok, ok. You got me. I'm gonna work hard for her...I really like her Marlon. I know it's kinda early but I want to be with her for a long time.." My voice trails off as I hear Marlon's snoring grow louder and louder. One of the many reasons I hated sharing a room with him. *BWERNT!!* "aww come on!!" I bury my face in my pillow.

~Rayne's POV

I walk down the Hollywood strip, window shopping. I told my dad I was searching for a part time job, but he insisted I didn't have to work. I pass my favorite store and go inside searching through dress after dress, shirt after shirt. I finally find my size and thank God it was the last one. I grab it and my hand is covered by someone else's. "Rayne?" My eyes widen. "M-mom?" My mother stood in front of me, her eyebrows knit tightly. I take a deep breath. My biggest fear was becoming my reality. I snatch my hand away. "What are you doing here?" I ask quietly, inside I was screaming but I didn't make a sound. "I've been looking for you baby girl." I can't describe how terrified I am. Looking at the woman who's hurt me for 19 years, fear is not even the emotion running through me. She looked like she lost weight and her hair was frizzed. She smiled at me a friendly smile, but I didn't take it that way. "Baby girl, you look radiant. LA has been good to you." She outstretched her arms for a hug. "Thanks." I answer shortly, backing away. "I was actually on my way to come and see you. I just stopped by here to grab you a gift." She grabs the shirt we both had our eyes on and hands it to me. "I knew you'd like this one.. Here. Take it. I'll get it for you." She says awkwardly. I frown, "I can get it myself." I scoff. "And did you really think dad would just let you come in his house?" "I know I'd probably have to beg but I miss you Rayne. I want you to come home." She pleads following me to my car. "Are you crazy?" I yell. "I don't want anything to do with you." I lower my voice. "IM TRYING DAMMI- I mean.." She yells. "Rayne, I want us to start over." She grabs my arm and I wince from instant flashbacks. I pull away from her grabbing myself. "I'm not going anywhere. I like it here, I get to spend more time with my dad and.. I have a boyfriend here so I'm not leaving." Her eyes lighten up, "a boyfriend? I knew you'd find someone. You are such a beautiful girl." She smiles, still shakily speaking. "That's not what you used to tell me..I'm going home." I get in my car and pull off watching her fade into the distance.

I run inside, tears streaming. "Dad! Dad! I saw her..she's here." I bury my face in his chest, sobbing. "Who's here? Saw who??" He asks wrapping his arms around me. "Mom..."

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