Reconnected

Prologue

"Babe, let's go! I have to be to the theater
in 30 minutes!”, Liam yelled from down the hall and I took one last look in the mirror and ran towards him grabbing my sweater along the way.

"Ok, ok....I'm ready! Are you nervous about tonight?", I asked him grabbing his  hand and walking towards our little rundown car.

He took a deep breath as he fiddled with the keys in his pocket and opened each door. "I don't know. I mean, everyone is talkin' about the Hollywood scouts being in the audience tonight. It would be amazing to be noticed by them, you know? The theater isn't horrible by any means.", he smiled softly and started driving towards the theater. "But you can bet I'm going to do my damned best tonight."

I laugh and squeeze his hand. "You do great every night baby, that's why EVERYONE is always talking about you and why everybody keeps coming back to watch you over and over. I'm very proud of you, you know."

He flashed me a wide grin and we drove the rest of the way in silence. Once we arrived at the theater, Liam gave me one last kiss and looked towards the backstage. "Here goes nothing.", he whispered and squeezed me tight.

"Good luck!  Not that you need it.", I smiled and waved at him and went to find my seat.

All around me people were buzzing about the Hollywood people being here. I didn't see anyone that really screamed Hollywood Exec to me, but I was positive they were somewhere with a great seat of the show.

Around an hour later, the show started and everyone sat riveted to the actors. I felt just as nervous as they did as I noticed them sneak a glance in the audience for the scouts. Liam really did do an even better job tonight then before if that was even possible.

After the show, I ran backstage and gave him a tight hug and quick kiss. "You did great babe!", I whispered in his ear as  some people I didn't recognize moved through  the crowd and stopped in front of us.

"Mr. Warren? I'm Mitchell Fallon, I'm a talent scout for Excite Entertainment of L.A and we would really like to talk with you.” he smiled and I felt Liam take a deep breath.

"Uh, Yes sir, where would you like to talk?", he asked as he grabbed my hand.

"There's a meeting room down the hall. We can talk....privately.", he muttered looking down at me like I was some kind of groupie.

I raised my eyebrow and smiled softly. "Mr. Fallon, I'm Liam's wife.", I emphasized the last word and looked him in the eye. "I'm sure it would be ok for me to sit in on the conversation?"

"Oh...yes, of course.", he nodded and walked ahead of us.

"Is this really happening?”, Liam whispered leaning into me.

I giggled and nodded. "Uh-huh....I think it really is."

A couple months later, everything was happening in a whirlwind. There were contracts, photo shoots for head shots, interviews and script readings. It didn't take long for Liam to have a large entourage and for me to be pushed into the background often.

One night, Liam came home from yet another company hosted party, obviously trashed and I looked over at him shaking my head.

"Liam, what the heck is happening?”, I asked tucking a loose strand of his hair back.

"What do you mean?”, he slurred and flopped over on his back. "We're living the life baby!”, he laughed and pulled a blanket up and over his face.

I gently pulled it down and looked down at him sadly. "What if I don't want this life? What if it’s just not what I pictured for our lives?"

He snorted and rolled over. "It's all part of the package baby, get used to it."

The very next night when I came home  from doing some sight-seeing, I found our home overflowing with drunk women, and many of them hanging all over my husband. Not to mention a bunch of people standing around smoking and drinking who knows what.

"Liam Elliott Warren,  what the hell is going on?!", I yelled storming through the room shoving half-dressed girls out of the way as I went.

"We're hosting a party! You know, rubbing elbows and all that.", he smiled and took a sip of wine from his glass.

"Are you kidding me? You have women all over you right now....", I shook my head and started for the stairs.

"Where you going, Katy?", He asked leaning against the couch.

Taking a deep breath, I wiped my eyes and looked directly at him. "To our room, and I'm going to pack a suitcase. If this "party" isn't over in the next couple of hours,  I'm leaving. I can't do this."

"Baby, you know I love you, right?", he asked and took a step towards the stairs and motioned his arms around. "This is just business."

I sniffled and shook my head running to our room and started shoving my things into a large suitcase.

Several hours later, the music was still thumping, and girls were still giggling and I could hear Liam murmuring to them. He didn’t even bother to come talk to me.

By the time I came out of the room around nine the next morning, the house was disaster and there was a note on the table from Liam saying he had left for set to start filming.

So I did exactly what I told him I'd do. With tears streaming down my face, I turned his note over and wrote on the back "I'm leaving. I hope you have all the successes you've ever wanted. I won't be along for this crazy ride. Goodbye, Love, Katy"

With one final look around, I rubbed some tears away and walked out of Liam Warren's life.

Chapter 1

  4 years later….

"Oh my God, Liam Warren is so freaking hot!", my roommate Krista  says in awe holding  one of those magazine pull out posters.

I laughed softly and nodded. "Oh, he's something all right.", I mutter and walk over to my bed.

What she doesn’t know is Liam was my high school sweetheart. We were stupid enough to elope to Vegas at 19. A year after that, while he was doing a lot of theater work, he got discovered. Right after that, he was rushed off to L.A and was the next big thing.

There were women around him all the time and anytime I confronted him about it, he just said "It's part of the package, baby. Get used to it.". But I never did. So I left him, and moved across the country. He tried to get ahold of me and my parents several times for a few months, but then gave up. So here I am, 24 years old and living in some dorms in college working towards a Psychology degree. And still legally married to a celebrity.

"Oh! Did you hear? Liam and Scott Adams are going to be over on the beaches filming that new movie! We can go and see them film! You HAVE to come with me Kate.", she rambled on practically bouncing before she stopped to catch her breath.

I scrunched up my nose. "I don't think so, Krista. I have my own hot guy to ogle at when I want to."

"Ugh, Lucas, really? How do you keep dating him? He has such a bad reputation and you know you could do so much better, Kate."

"Hey, he treats me really great. We have fun together.", I shrugged and started for the door to head to class.

"Well, all the celebs are supposed to be flying in to town in the next couple days. Maybe some will wander over to campus sometime.", she said with a twinkle in her eyes causing me to laugh.

"Keep on dreaming...they aren't really worth it.", I whispered and walked out the door.

Sure enough, three days later while I was walking across campus with Lucas we saw a large group of girls huddled together giggling.

"What do you think that's all about?", he asked as he grabbed my hand.

I shrugged. "No telling", I reached up and kissed his cheek and as we walked by I saw them. Liam Warren and Scott Adams talking with the Dean.

I groaned. "Just great”, I mumbled, “It's just um...those actors that are in town", I said hurriedly and tried to rush by them.

But the next voice I hear lets me know that I didn't move fast enough.

"Oh my God...Katy?", I hear Liam yell and I gripped Lucas' hand and try to keep going.

"Is he talking to you, Kate?", Lucas leans down and whispers.

I shake my head. "Uh no...He probably knows a million girls around here.", I whisper back waving my hand to dismiss the thought.

Just as we're about to reach my dorm, we hear someone running behind us.

"Katelyn Marie Warren!", I hear Liam yell angrily and flinch.

Lucas pulled me behind him protectively. "Dude, I don't know what your problem is but you have the wrong girl. Her name is Kate Parker, not...whatever you just said.", he shook his head and looked back at me.

Liam laughed humorlessly. "Oh really? And who exactly are you?", he asked as  he crossed his arms and turned his dark  blue eyed gaze to me.

I take a deep breath and step in front of Lucas. "He's my boyfriend", I crossed my own arms and glared across at him.

Liam smiles and steps forward extending his arm to Lucas. "Well, boyfriend...I'm the husband."

"What?!” Lucas yells and shoves his hand away. "What is he talking about, Kate?", he asks me.

I glare again at Liam and take a deep breath. "Husband in name only. We were young and stupid. He got discovered, ran off to L.A and had his pick of every beautiful woman that wanted to come fill his bed."

"I NEVER cheated on you, Katy!", he yells and looked behind him as a bodyguard and Scott walk over curiously.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Maybe not then, but since then? I've seen all your magazine covers, Liam! How many "girlfriends" or hell just one night stands have you had in the last four years? I'm not Katy Warren anymore. I'm just normal Kate Parker again. And I've moved on and just want to forget that I was ever married to someone like you!", I grab Lucas' hand and turn to go inside but before I know it Liam rushes over and grabs my arm forcing me to face him.

"How many men have you had, Katy? How many have you dated or had flings with since we've been separated? And a guy like this", he pointed at Lucas and shook his head. "You know your Mama must be so disappointed, you could do so much better."

That was all I could take, I slapped him. "Shut up! The one my Mama is so disappointed in is you! Do me a favor and stay on your side of the country in L.A...And by the way", I start as I shove past him pulling Lucas with me. "I want a divorce!”

Chapter 2

After begging forgiveness from Lucas and promising to go on a date in a couple days, I stormed into my room and slammed the door.

"I am going to kill that stupid...jerk! Who does he thing he is, just waltzing up and criticizing him?!", I ramble while I start changing my clothes.

"Umm...what the heck has you so pissed off?", Krista asked me while ducking from clothes flying around.

I took a deep breath and decided to lay it all out. "Ok, you might wanna sit down because I have a lot to tell you, and knowing you, you’re gonna be totally freaked out.”

"Uh, ok", she quirked her eyebrow at me and quickly plopped down on her bed.

"Alright, so you know Liam Warren, right?", I ask her innocently.

"Duh!", she replies loudly and I resist the urge to laugh.

"He's kind of...my husband.", I whisper and bite my lip.

"WHAT?!", Krista yells and jumps up off her bed. 'How the hell is he "kind of" your husband Kate?!"

"Well, the short version of the story is that we grew up around each other, our moms are good friends. By the time we got to high school, we started liking each other. We fell in love blah blah blah, after we graduated, we eloped to Vegas.  A year or so later, he was discovered and whisked off to L.A. He had all kinds of women throwing themselves at him and I couldn't deal with it and told him so. He expected me to just get used to it. So, one day while he was off filming, I packed all my stuff and left and went to the opposite side of the country, here. And up until now, haven't had to face him. And so, technically, we're still legally married.", I stopped to catch my breath and looked over at her.

"Oh my God, oh my God! You’re the one he used to talk about...Katy. I just thought he finally got divorced and moved on with all those other skanks....you’re really HIS Katy?", she looked at me bewildered.

I shrugged and sighed. "Guilty."

'Oh my God!', she said again and got up and started pacing.

"Yeah....so do me a favor, and keep me far away from anywhere they might be filming that stupid movie!", I fall back on my bed and cover my head with a pillow.

After a minute of quiet she pulled it off me, "How does no one else know about this?", she asks and sits next to me.

“Because I don't want them to. And I never wanted to have to be face to face with....him, ever again if I could help it. Much less all the madness that comes with him.", I sighed and sat up rubbing my eyes. "Did you know that he had the audacity to ask me what I'm doing with Lucas?"