Reconnected (3 page)

Chapter 4

Shortly after Liam left, Krista came barreling into the room and squealed as she grabbed my arm. "Ok you better spill Kate Parker....um, Warren, whatever the hell your name is, and spill it all! What the heck just happened in here?!"

I took a breath and sat on the edge of my bed. "Well...I don't know for sure. I think....I kind of agreed to maybe try and work things out with my husband.", I mumbled and looked over at her.

"Oh...my...God!", she was literally bouncing at this point. "Does this mean we get to see more of him and his sexy co-stars?", she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

I laughed and shrugged. "I guess so. I mean, he does have a job to do and we do have our school stuff and...", before I could say another word she was beside me on my bed and gripping my arm.

"Liam Warren and one Scott Adams are way more important to me then midterm exams, Kate. You must know that by now.", she said with a wide grin that seemed to be contagious.

Laughing, I shook my head and took a big breath. "I don't know what to think, Kris. He used to be everything....I mean, my everything, he was more important to me than anything else in the world.", I sighed and looked up at her. "But now, he's like the center of everyone else's world."

Krista frowned and grabbed my hand. "Kate, I think that man loves you. Otherwise, he wouldn't be going through all of this to get you back.”

Taking a deep breath, I nodded and stood up. "Well, now I think I owe Luke an apology."

"I think he gets it Kate. You and Luke have a thing now, or well, you did...", she trailed off and I scrunched up my nose. "But you and Mr. Liam Warren have a history; I mean you’re MARRIED to the man for crying out loud!"

"Yes...yes that's all true. But I think my conscience would at least feel a little better if I get the chance to say I'm sorry."

She sighed and waved her hand in the air. "If you must....let the boy down easy.", she smiled softly and I leaned over to hug her.

"Thank you.”, I whispered.

"For what?", she asked confused as she pulled back.

"For being my best friend, and even though you like, love my husband...or the idea of who he is anyway....for not freaking out about it.", I smiled and squeezed her hand as I walked towards the door.

I could hear her laughing as she plopped down on her bed. "Of course....I'm Krista Quinn, major fan girl, yes....but I know when to step back and be there for my girl."

I laugh along with her and wave and walk out the door to track down Luke.

Taking a quick glance around to make sure there weren't any lingering paparazzi, I stepped out of my dorm and started the walk across campus to Luke's dorms. I had a nauseous feeling as I walked, I hate confrontation and I don't know if he'll even open the door for me after all this.

Biting my lip as I finally approach the dorm building, I step inside and hurry down the hall past guys with towels around their waists stopping to leer at me and drunk couples making out against the wall making me cringe.

"Here goes nothing.", I mutter as I approach the door and knock three times before taking a step back.

I hear some furniture being shoved around and Luke cursing and finally the lock turning as he yanks the door open and glares down at me. "Kate...or I guess it's Katy, right?", he gives a grim smile and I close my eyes.

"Lucas, things don't have to be like this", I start but he puts his hand up to stop me.

"Ya know, I've always been the one with the reputation of breaking up and breaking hearts and all that stuff....but then I met you, Kate.", he stops and takes a long  drink of his beer. "And I thought I could see a real future with us, and I didn't feel the itch of getting out of the relationship. But then...then he walked back into your world, and shoved me right out of it."

"I...I didn't want things to be like this Luke. I lo-...", I bite my lip and look down at the floor. "I like you a lot, we click and as much as I hoped for this to be so much more than I can give you now....I want us to find a way to at the very least be friends again, can we do that?", I ask hopefully and take a glance at all the people also in the hallway oblivious to us.

He takes another drink of the beer and rubs his eyes tiredly. "I don't know right now Kate, ok? Right now, I wanna be drunk and miserable and not have to repeat the memory of you kissing Mr. Rich and Famous.", and then slammed the door in my face.

"I guess I deserve that.", I say softly and start my way down the hallway and out of his dorm with my head down.

"Katy...Katy Warren!", I hear a feminine voice yell and look over confused.

"Um, can I help you?", I ask crossing my arms over my middle.

She gets a small smile on her face as she saunters over and gets up close to me. "Mmm...I don't think you can. But I thought I would help you, sweetie. I'm Alexia Dalton....one of your husband's co-stars. I just thought you'd like to know that Excite has hired some very…exciting entertainment for the boys tonight. Scantily clad women, lap dances, all the alcohol they want and an empty hotel room to stumble into with them if they so please. And believe me, I know Liam and his friends do so please to take advantage of that.", she said with a giant smile, “You don’t know his as well I do, now do you?”

I took a breath and looked her in the eye. "Look, I don’t even know you, Alexia. You don’t know me either. Why should I believe you, why are you even telling me this?”

She shrugged and laughed lightly. "Oh I don't know....I was Liam's flavor of the month for a while, and I know just how much fun rolling around with that boy is...and I also know it hurts like hell when he throws you away like your nothing", her voice hardened as she waved and started walking towards her fancy sports car.

“Wait!”, I yell at her retreating back.

She turns around with an arched brow, “Yes?”

“Why do you care? What does us trying to figure this thing out matter to you?”

She steps closer narrowing her eyes and the anger in her voice when she speaks again surprises me, “Because I am Liam’s NOW. You are his past, all history. Sometimes sweetheart, history is better left as just that. Do yourself a favor, you don’t belong at his side anymore. I do.”, she glares at me before turning on her heel and sauntering into her car.

Before she’s driven away I feel the start of tears on my cheeks.

Chapter 5

By the time I got back to my dorm room, I was just plain mad. I just wanted to start throwing everything around. How can I let Liam back into my world so easily? Who am I kidding? He's had who knows how many beautiful, perfect Hollywood women at his beck and call. And UGH...Alexia Dalton is just perfect. Perfectly blond styled hair and make-up, compared to my plain brown hair and no make-up, why does Liam want back with me when he can have someone like her? She's probably better for his career.

"Ugggh", I groan as I plop down on my bed and start punching my pillow over and over.

"What's your problem?", Krista asks me with an eyebrow raised.

"Liam...and his Hollywood women and celebrity world and all that comes with it!"

"Ok...what happened between here, and Luke's place that changed your lovey dovey thoughts?”

I force myself to calm down a notch and turn over on my side to look at her. "Alexia Dalton happened.", I grumble and cover my face.

"Alexia Dalton? Like, THE Alexia Dalton who played Melissa on The Windsor House with Liam?", she had that star struck glitter in her eyes again.

Narrowing my eyes at her I nod. "Yeah, I'm guessing so. She's also apparently his former flame, and she hasn't forgotten about it. She came to tell me that Liam and his buddies are having some big get together with barely clothed women tonight, and he’s been known to thoroughly enjoy himself. She acts like I’m some huge threat to her!”

"Oh honey, I'm sorry. But maybe you should wait and talk to him? She kind of sounds like a jealous biotch.", she smirked over at me.

"I don't know, why should I trust him anymore? We haven't been together in four years, he could be a totally different guy that could care less what I think about where he's off at night.", I frown  and glance at the envelope that holds  our picture in it from the night we got married. "We were really young when we got married and...."

"Stop right there, Katelyn Parker-Warren.", Krista says sternly and I sit up to look at her.  "Don't let some skank ruin your marriage, or what's left of it ok?", she demands and comes to sit next to me. "You deserve to be happy, Kate. I saw how comfortable you looked with Liam and I think there's still a tiny spark at the very least left there. Don't pour water on it until you talk with him."

I frown again and hug her tight. "When did you get so good at relationship advice?"

She laughs and shrugs. "I've just seen my fair share of crash and burn relationships and I don't want my best friend to go through that.", she smiles softly and pats my leg. "Now tomorrow, Mrs. Warren, we are going to that movie set, Alexia Dalton or not, and you are going to have a good chat with that husband of yours....and I'm going to meet Scott Adams.", she tells me with a triumphant smile and I find myself laughing.

"Whatever you say, Krista. If they let us in in the first place.", I say with a shrug.

"Of course they will, you’re the star's wife. He can fire them for looking at you wrong.", she shrugs and goes back to her bed and climbs under her covers.

I laugh again and change quickly and climb under my covers. "We'll see....maybe you can get a little more than friendly with Scott.", I smile at her giant grin.

"Oooh, now you’re talking!", she giggles and I pull the covers tighter around me.

"Goodnight, Kris", I whisper and flick the lamp switch off.

“Night sweetie”, she calls back and we both drift off to dreams of Hollywood celebrities.

The next day is the weekend so we don't have to worry about class and Krista informs me that we need to get ourselves all primped and "looking good" before we drive to the movie set.

"I really don't think this is necessary, Krista.", I grumble as he throws yet another outfit at me to try on. "This skirt is way too short!”

"Um, that's kind of the point, hun.", she smirks and comes out of the bathroom in her own barely there skirt and tight halter top.

"See, you have the body for all that.", I point out and grab a pair of jean shorts and a cute t-shirt from the pile on the floor. "I have the body for these.", I hold them out to show her before stepping over to put them on.

She grumbles a bit but rolls her and gives a nod of approval. "Fine...but I get to do something to your hair and makeup, and no griping about it."

"Fine, whatever", I sigh and sit down letting her do her magic to me.

"There.", she says about 20 minutes later with a satisfied smirk. "Perfect....now let's go!", she jumps up grabbing her car keys and practically drags me out the door.

Driving towards the beaches, I anxiously tap my fingers on the side of the door while I look out the window.

"I don't get why you’re so nervous, Kate. This is going to be fun! Visit with some hotties, then wherever they don't have it barricaded in, we can lie out for a while.", Krista said with a smile.

"Yeah...fun, with my estranged husband, and his possible mistress...or whatever she is to him.", I shook my head as we pulled up to a very packed parking area.

"Whoa...", Krista muttered and shook her head. "I didn't think there would this this many people here"

"Look, this was a bad idea...let’s just find a different part of the beach to hang out or something.", I suggested but Krista gave me a quick glare in answer.

"Oh, no ma'am....we're getting in there, and we're using yours and your husband’s name to do it!", she got out of the car in a hurry and slammed the door and  I slowly got out of my side and am quickly dragged through the crowd by my best friend.

"So sorry, excuse us!", I yell out quickly as we get some very  dirty looks and gestures.

"Oh, hello.", I hear Krista use her extra sweet voice and see a big bodyguard looking guy. "My name is Krista Quinn, and this is Kate...er Katy Warren", she informs him and pulls me in front of her and settles her hands on my shoulders. "I'm sure your aware that Katy here is Mr. Liam Warren's wife?", she asks with a raised eyebrow.

The bodyguard gets a smug smile and looks down at us. "Uh-huh...along with about 20,000 other girls hanging out in the parking lot sweets."

I fold my arms and glare at the guy. "Right....but I bet none of them can tell you the day we got married, where we got married, and the date that I left him in his L.A mansion."

With that he started speaking into his microphone and a few minutes later, I see a somewhat unwelcome familiar face.

"Oh...Seth, she is the real Mrs. Warren", Mitchell Fallon says with a sneer.

"So nice to see you again, Mr. Fallon", I tell him with a tight smile.