“Mason?”
“Do you realize that your plane leaves tomorrow morning and it will be awhile until I see you again?” He asks me.
“I know.”
He grabs my right hand and places it over his heart, where I could feel his heart pounding hard in his chest.
“Do you feel that? This is what you do to me whenever you're around or when I'm just thinking about you.” He says pulling my hand down from his chest to his stomach, then to finally rest between his legs. He manually wraps my fingers around his dick and directs my movements in an up and down motion. “I've never been in a long distance relationship, but I would try for you Nyla.” He moans.
He pushes me gently against the tile wall and his mouth attacks mine. My arms wrap tightly around his neck and he lifts me up by the back of my thighs, and with one swift smooth motion, he enters me.
“Mmm.” We moan in unison into each other's mouth.
He tears his mouth away and looks me in the eyes.
“I can't get enough of you.” He whispers against my lips.
It's strange because I couldn't get enough of him either. It was as if he needed me and I needed him.
He made love to me against the shower wall until the water started to turn cool, causing our bodies to shiver, and our fingertips showed signs of wrinkling.
* * *
The next morning Mason and I reluctantly pull our naked bodies away from each other. I showered alone this time, and did my daily morning routine.
After getting dressed I make my rounds around the house making sure to say goodbye to everyone.
Now Mason and I were outside waiting on my taxi to arrive.
“It's funny how my whole purpose for my trip was to spend it with Caleb, but somehow I was with you more.” I say trying to lighten the mood.
“I can't help that I'm irresistible Nyla.”
I turn to look at him standing beside me and I couldn't help but to laugh.
The sound of an incoming vehicle has us both turning our heads in its direction.
“That's me.”
He pulls me close to his body and leans down and places his lips against mine, then he lifts his head. “I can ride to the airport with you.”
“That’s alright. I’m already having a hard time saying goodbye to you. I think it’s best I go alone.” I respond.
“Then I guess I'll see you soon. I promise to call and text you every chance I get.”
“Promise?” I ask him.
He leans down and kisses my lips again, sealing his promise.
The taxi pulls up to the curb and stops. The driver gets out, gives his greetings and starts loading my things into the trunk. When he's done he gets back into the car.
“I have to go.”
He pulls me into another hug.
“Bye Nyla.” He whispers in my ear.
I turn my head until my nose touches his.
“See you later.” I respond before touching my lips to his.
I pull away and I make my way to the taxi. I open the door and get in. The taxi pulls away from the curb and continues towards its destination. I sit there looking straight ahead and never looking back. The rest of my ride to the airport consisted of silence and tears.
twenty-three
Mason
Two Months Later.New York...
Caleb is it true that you're dating a super model?
Over here Jax. What designer are you wearing today?
Hey Mason are you single?
Were just some of the many questions being thrown at us as we make our way into one of New York's popular radio stations, 108.6 Rock On. It was official. We were now the hottest rock band signed to Rocktown Records. After our two-week tour with Hurricane. We hit the studio and recorded our first three singles that were now climbing the Rock Billboard Charts. Everywhere we turned we saw flashing lights from cameras, fans wanting our autographs, and our faces were plastered on every magazine.
The reporters continue to take our pictures and yell out their questions as we are led by our team of bodyguards past screaming fans holding up posters and screaming I love you. We finally make our way inside and hop on an elevator that would take us up to the eighteenth floor.
“Man, sometimes I feel like all of this is a dream.” Evan speaks beside me. “Who would have thought just a month being signed to a label our single would be on top of the charts.”
“I feel you on that man. I’m just excited to be in New York. Not everyone gets a chance to perform at Madison Square Garden.” Jeremy says with a huge grin on his face. “So Mason why you so quiet man? Doesn't Nyla stay in this area?”
“Yeah she lives about fifteen minutes from our hotel.”
“Well I know where you'll be crashing tonight.” Caleb says from the other side of the elevator.
The elevator comes to a stop and we all exit.
“I know one thing. I hope you get some pussy soon because you've been walking around like you lost your damn best friend, when you could have had any girl you wanted. Matter of fact when we were in Detroit two nights ago, you had these women wanting you to partake in an orgy with you, and you turned them down. Were you losing your fuckin' mind?” Evan puts his two cents in.
“Man leave Mason alone. Maybe you should learn a thing or two from him. At the rate you're going. You're going to end up catching a STD or your dick is going to fall off.” Jax responds.
“You can't get a STD from a girl sucking on your dick.” Evan says.
We all stop in the hallway and we all turn our attention to Evan.
“Can you?” He asks.
“Stupid ass.” Caleb says under his breath.
We turn around and continue down the hall until we come to a desk with a middle aged receptionist sitting behind it. She's on the phone but when she sees us, she ends her call and stands up and starts squealing.
“Omigod. Wildfire my granddaughters and I, love you guys.” She says coming around with a poster of us in her hand. “Can all of you please sign this for me?”
“Sure.” I respond. I take the poster and pen out her outstretched hand, and I sign it.
“And since I have you standing here with me. Can you take a selfie with me?”
“Sure.” I laugh.
“Thank you. Thank you. My granddaughters are going to flip when I show them your pic. They just love you.”
“Well it was nice meeting you Miss...”
“You can call me Donna.”
“Okay. Are you going to the show tomorrow night?”
“What kind of question is that? Of course!”
“Well I hope you enjoy the show tomorrow. If you would excuse us Miss Donna. We have an interview to do.”
“Of course boys! Go on in. I'm sure Steve is ready for ya.”
Everyone signs the poster, then we walk behind two double doors and into the radio station.
New York's popular DJ, Steve sits behind a control panel with a pair of sunglasses on and of course he’s wearing our t-shirt. He motions us to sit around the large table and raises his hand, signaling to us to give him a minute.
“New York!” He screams into his microphone. Guess who's in the studio... You guess it! The hottest rock band around right now. Wildfire! That's right! Who wants to go to their concert tomorrow tonight? What the hell. I'll give you tickets if you're caller number ten. So hit me up. In the meantime, let's listen to their current number one single that I'm sure will be going platinum soon and it’s called, Your Love.” He taps a button and he removes his headset.
“Well how the fuck are you guys this afternoon?” He says with excitement in his voice.
“We're doing.” Caleb responds.
“I see. You guys are blowing up the charts. Well I must say I'm happy to have you guys here. Just like any interview you've been to. I'll ask you some simple questions, I'll give some of your fans a chance to call in, and I'll see you guys on your way. Sound cool?”
We all nod our heads in acknowledgment that we underst
ood.
“Alright well go ahead and put on your headsets and let's get started.”
Steve pushes a button and we begin.
“What's up to all the Wildfire fans out there! I still need a caller number ten so I can give away these tickets, we're going to go ahead and open the phone lines for anyone out there who would like to ask Wildfire a question. And look a there. The lines are already blowing up! So Wildfire you guys are really hot right now, did you ever think you would become so big in such a little amount of time?”
“I'll answer that Steve.” Caleb says bringing his mouth close to the microphone. “First I would like to say hello to all our fans. Without you we wouldn't be here right now, but to answer your question. We didn't know where our music would take us. If it wasn't for Sierra, the owner of The Grind who decided to give us a chance we probably wouldn't be sitting here right now, and of course there's our manager Rich, who couldn't be here today.”
“I hear ya man.” Steve responds. “So Mason. A lot of critics like to say you have a talented raw voice. What do you have to say about that?”
“Well Steve any good mention of how I sing or how my voice sounds. I take it as a great compliment. I even love to hear the bad reviews too, but seriously when I sing I put my all into it. I want our fans to feel what I'm feeling through the lyrics.”
“Well if this counts any. Your voice is very unique. I must say you have your own sound going on.” Steve says.
“Thanks Steve.”
“Of course man. Well I'm going to go ahead and let some of your fans ask you a couple of questions. But before I do. Caleb how did it feel being on tour with your dad for two weeks before you guys signed your own tour contract? For those of you out there listening; who should know, he's Isaac Walker, the lead singer of Hurricane.”
“It's been a learning experience. He's been doing this for a long time so when we have a problem he always gives us good advice. I'm glad he believed in us enough to invite us on tour.”
“If anything I think it's just helping his career, but don't tell him I told you that.” Steve jokes. “Okay let's take some fan calls. You're live with Steve and Wildfire. Caller go ahead with your question.
“I can't believe I got through. I'm so freakin' out right now, but anyways. My question is for all of you. Are you single?”
“How did I know that question was coming?” Steve asks.
“I'm single.” Caleb responds.
“I would rather stay single because I have a lot of love to give.” Evan speaks up.
“What's up New York. This is your boy Jax. I'm very single, but if any of you ladies have the guts to approach me. Who knows what will happen.”
“This is Jeremy and I'm also single.”
“And that leaves you Mason.” Steve says into his microphone.
“Well unlike my band mates I actually have someone very special in my life right now.”
“Whoa! I'm sure you just broke a million men and women’s hearts just now. So who is this special someone?”
“I respect her privacy so I won’t say her name on the air, but I will say this. If she's listening right now. I want to let her know that two months without her has been pure total hell and I can't wait to have her in my arms tonight.”
“So she lives in New York then?”
“She does.”
“Hmm. Well ladies I’m sorry but it seems like Mason is taken. But I'm still single ladies.” Steve laughs. “Well it was a pleasure meeting all of you. When you're back in the area. Please stop by.”
“We will and thanks for having us.” I respond. “You should come out tomorrow night. I'm sure we can get you backstage.”
“Trust me. I'll be there.” Steve responds. “That's all for me today folks. I would like to say congratulations to Teresa. She was our caller number ten. Don't forget to catch Wildfire tomorrow night at the Madison Square Garden. This is Steve with 108.6 Rock On, signing off.”
twenty-four
Nyla
“Nyla!”
I hear someone calling my name.
I turn around and see Jordyn running after me.
“Hey.” She says catching up to me. I didn't see you in Biology today. That's not like you. Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I'm good. Just feeling a little under the weather. Did I miss anything that would require me to copy your lecture notes?”
“Actually you did, but I'm sure your nerdy ass will catch on quick.”
“Whatever.” I say while rolling my eyes.
“So are you heading back to the apartment?”
“Yeah. I told Brooke I would show her around the city, before I see Mason tonight.”
“Well I can't wait to meet your man tomorrow night. I'm heading to the mall to find something to wear to the concert.”
All of a sudden I start to feel weak and sick at the same time. I stop walking and I place my right hand over my stomach.
“You okay?” Jordyn asks me.
“I'm fine. I'll see you later okay? I'm going to head to the drug store and get some stomach medicine.”
“Okay girl.” I hope you get to feeling better.”
“Thanks.”
Jordyn walks away and I continue my walk on the side walk, making a stop at the campus bookstore instead. I walk inside and I make my way past the drinks, snacks, magazines, medicines, and I stop in front of the feminine products. My eyes roam over the tampons, and the pads. Landing on the pregnancy tests.
I can't believe I'm even thinking about taking one of these. I've been on birth control since I was a teenager, because of irregular periods, and of course to prevent pregnancy, and I never missed a pill. Even though I was on the pill I made sure I had condoms. I think back to all the times when Mason and I were intimate. We didn't use condoms all the time but I was still on the pill, so why was I debating on taking a test? Being a Pre-med student I should have known better than to not use a backup method while being on antibiotics. Even the warning label on the bottle tells you that birth control can become ineffective and you can become pregnant. How could I be so careless? I grab two tests off the shelf. One digital and one that revealed the results by showing a plus or minus sign. I make my way to the counter to pay for my items. As soon as they are bagged, I grab them off the counter and I make my way home.
* * *
Thirty minutes later. I'm standing in my bathroom looking at both tests showing the same results. Before I could process how I was feeling about my results, I hear Brooke yelling my name from the living room.
“Nyla!” Hurry up and get in here. I walk out my bathroom and bedroom, then I rush down the hall to the living room where Brooke stood watching a gossip news television show. On the bottom of the screen, the words breaking news were scrolling across.
“What is it?” I ask her.
“Shhh. Listen.” She lifts the remote and cuts the volume up.
Just hours ago we received news that Mason and Caleb, members of Wildfire are brothers. This picture was leaked to the press just minutes ago.
I gasp when I see the same picture I saw wedged in the photo album at the Walker's house, pop up on the screen.
We are unsure of who leaked the photo, but sources say that these allegations are true. Along with the picture we also received an official birth certificate that shows Isaac Walker is the father of Mason Scott. Our people have tried to get in contact with all three parties involved. Isaac and Mason have failed to comment but this is what Caleb had to say.
The screen changes and a prerecorded video of Caleb shows up.
I should be surprised but I'm not. For all I know my dad could have other children out there. I just hate this comes out now, and right before our concert. I hope this doesn't change my relationship with Mason because I've always looked at him as a brother just like the rest of my bandmates. He's the innocent one in this situation.
Then the cameraman shows Caleb walking away.
I turn to look at Brooke. “So does that mean he’s your father
too?”
His Number One Fan Page 13