I wish I could turn back time and make everything perfect again, but I can't. There's no turning back now and I have to face my fears whether I like it or not. Suddenly, the way things go in my life are no longer a choice of mine. I belong to the public. My LIFE belongs to the public. My actions observed and scrutinized to the minimum detail. And yet by right, I should have own my own screwed up life. I should be let free to choose my options and no one has the right to tell me not to. But do they even care about what or how I feel? No.
As a Backstreet Boy, it is a way of life for people to invade into my privacy and read me like an open book. I've accepted everything, the good and bad sides of fame. Even when they made fun of my weight and the way I tend to stutter when I gave live interviews. A famous person shouldn't be having those kind of problems right? Celebrities have their own work out trainer to watch for their diet, groom them to perfection and he should possess the confidence of a superstar and handle situations like loads of interviews like a piece of cake. So Nick Carter the Backstreet Boy has no reasons to be any different. Expectations are high and he have to meet them. 'I' have to meet them.
But when a person's life turned into something as drastic as mine, I believe I have every right to decide when I would come out of the closet and tell my story, even if I want to in the first place. No one should go around saying that I was deceiving fans and being dishonest. Yes, I owe them our success, but this is my life. The life of Nick Carter the person, a normal human being, not some celebrity. I nearly died damn it, that gives me the right to do what I decide to do. I wish it could have been as easy as they thought it would be. But it takes more than just the notion of 'I have a responsibility as an artist to be honest to my fans' to tell something as private as this.
I have my insecurities, I don't even know the whole damn story, I am confuse and afraid and distraught, not only for myself, but for the safety of my brothers. AJ was taken away right under my nose, Howie was hurt in the process and suddenly, I woke up and found Brian missing. How do I tell this to the public and expect me to answer all their questions when I had none?
I forced myself to walk over to Kevin's living room and watch the news. It was very brief. They had like two minutes to announce that I was stabbed and killed and that they had no further details on it. And that was it. It ended. But to everyone else, it was the beginning of a very long nightmare.
Aaron and my family were still on tour and he was having one those press conference when someone came up and announce to everyone in the room that Nick Carter had just died of a single stab wound that day. My parents, thinking that it was a new attack, broke down and Aaron fainted on the spot. I don't even want to know what happen to my three sisters when they heard it.
The Firm and KC received numerous calls, asking to confirm the reports. Marlon and Cameron and the FBI Investigation Unit in whole were panicked. If the news break out, they might just lost their lead. (Not that they seem to have much, in my opinion). So all they said was they would be releasing an official statement to the public latest tomorrow morning and to tell the media not to speculate any more unconfirmed reports while then.
But you know them right? Will they ever stop? I don't think so.
My parents only managed to call our management two hours after the news as they were being mobbed and harassed by more reporters hanging around the hotel they were staying. Suddenly, all channels on TV were showing a shot of my family struggling to walk in to the hotel with guards surrounding them, mentioning that a certain Nick Carter was not seen among them and that it only prove that I was indeed dead or in trouble. The tear-stricken faces of my family only encouraged them to believe this. I managed to call them up later and told them I was fine. But I didn't tell them of Brian's kidnapping or for the fact that I am slowly dying inside. I didn't tell this to any of the guys either. Or Maira. Whatever medications they are feeding me aren't working. I know I have little time left and I still have to find Brian and clear everything up with the fans and find the damn motherfuckas who did these to us all.
Suddenly, my entire pad was guarded with police officers, fending off distraught fans who had came to see for themselves if Nick Carter is still alive. I wish I could just show myself by the balcony and wave to them and tell them that I'm still alive but I can't. I wasn't ready yet and I know that they will see I am not a hundred per cent fit and that I am hiding something and I seriously don't need anymore speculations about myself spreading.
I couldn't stand to watch the news anymore and so they had switched it off. Then I remembered the call about Brian and realized I hadn't told them yet. I asked Kevin to bring me up to see Leighanne. If there's anyone who has every right to know about Brian, it would be her. Everyone else comes in second.
She was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking out the window and into nothingness. I interrupted her thoughts and sat next to her. It wasn't easy coz she started to cry when she look at me. "Leigh, there's no easier way to tell you this so let me just say it to you." And I told her everything about the call. About what I have to do in order to get him back. She cried some more and I waited patiently for her to stop, if she ever could, although all I really need by then was to do something about the pain that was growing inside of me. When she finally spoke, it was words of comfort that somehow helped me to forget about my own pains.
"Do what you feel is right Nick, don't let anyone force you to do otherwise. I have faith Brian will come back to us safely."
With that as a whole new inspiration, I gave her a hug and walked out of the room, leaving her alone with her thoughts again. I went down to the living room again where AJ, Sarah, Kevin, Kristin, Maira, Mark and Ken were. I know what it feels like to be kept in the dark and I'm not about to let them feel how that feels like. So the truth was the only way to go. "There's something about Brian that I have to tell you guys." I wish Howie was there. It would have been perfect, not a single brother left in the dark.
*****
The first thing that came into my mind when I woke up next morning is Brian. How is he holding up? Just the thoughts of having him tied and bound in a chair and left alone without food and proper protection at night had kept me awake for the entire night. The only reason why I finally doze off was for the fact that Maira had made me swallow all those pills. She had confessed to me that she was used to having Brian took charge of my medication, saying that she couldn't see the pills and not cry. She told me how she regretted not paying more attention to him when he tried to teach her to prepare the medications in case he wasn't around. Maira said it's like as if he knew he was going to be away for a while and that she has to take over charge of my well being.
I walked out of the room to find all of them gathered in the living room, Leighanne included, watching the news on TV. Kevin reached out for the remote in attempt to switch it off, knowing how distraught I was last night, but I told him that I wanted to watch it.
Sarah had kindly gave up her seat next to AJ for me while she sat on the carpeted floor in between AJ's legs. AJ doesn't look well, in fact, he was disturbed by something. Yes, everyone was disturbed, but more so was AJ and I wasn't sure what it was. When I told them about the call last night, I had made them promise not to tell management or the police coz I was afraid that whoever it is who had done this would hurt him. Besides, all I have to do is find the bastards who did this to us and the kidnappers will let Brian go.
They were all relieved to learn that Brian wasn't kidnapped by the same monsters who did this to me. At least we know that he won't be missing a kidney and that the person who had kidnapped him was probably someone who was too distraught about losing Darren Wight. Just like us.
"Nothing entertaining on TV?" I asked, attempting to break the tension.
"It's the same thing on all channels. Must be the fad nowadays." Maira replied. She was sitting next to Leighanne on the sofa to my left. I saw them broke into small smiles except for AJ.
I don't think I missed much coz they seemed to repeat the thing all over again. The reporter was telling everybody about reports claiming that I was stabbed to death outside an anonymous rehab center in Tampa. I figured they were talking about the attack I got on my first meeting there with Justin. The only false statement was that I am still alive and lightly kicking. And just when I thought everything was still not that out of hand, I mean, a statement by The Firm will clear everything up, it got worst.
They claimed to have evidence and would be showing it for the first time on National TV.
"How could they have evidence that I'm dead when I'm not?" I asked. No one answered me. Fine, be that way. I guess I'll just have to watch it for myself.
I wish I had the time to just relax and prepare myself for what I was going to see next but I didn't. No warnings at all, as if I'm a twelve year old boy watching something that should be censored for someone my age. The reporter came in again and said that they have video footage to support the claims that I was indeed stabbed to death. My body tensed up, my heart beat almost stopped beating when they showed me lying on the ground of the car park in brought day light bathed in my own blood. I looked pale as death and my lips were blue. One of the paramedic was cutting my shirt and revealing the nasty wound while the other was checking for my pulse. Then he looked at the other paramedic and said 'he's not breathing' and the video ended there.
The shot was taken from a far, that, I know. Having being in front of the camera and videos for almost whole of life, I learn a few tricks or two about camera angles, never thought it'd help me in something like this. It was zooming in expertly, catching all the right angles and revealing all the gruesome details. It even had shots of Johnny and Tony talking to the police and Justin looking very much distraught, sitting on the edge of the paramedic truck, receiving shock treatments I believe. These didn't go unnoticed and the reporter mentioned about Justin Timberlake of Nysnc, the archrival of Backstreet Boys, being there when it happen. Questions were being raised as to why both of us were there in the first place and why were we at the rehab center?
I'd be much calmer if it had been just me alone. I'll take the downfall on my own account and would be glad to clear everything up once I'm ready to do so. But now the rules has changed. I have drag Justin into this and I know for one thing, that he had been trying so hard to keep his trauma to himself. If he had wanted to go public, he would have done so a long time ago and not pretend to be all well and went to charity events with his fellow bandmates instead.
I drag everyone into this mess of mine. AJ, Howie, Brian, Leighanne, Sarah, Maira…and I know it didn't stop there. Kevin and Kristin gets into the mess too, Ken is injured and the other guards who were suppose to have their break and went home to their families are now stuck with us. I should have just stayed in the damn tub and suffered consequences as did Justin and Ashley. It would still messed me up but at least no lunatics would be going around hurting the other guys and Darren Wight will still be alive. I am always messing things up. I believe that now.
The reporter appeared again and now she was analyzing the whole incident and reporting stuffs that had been speculating ever since the video footage was released. One of them was about how I was involved in drugs and they even had 'close relations to the Backstreet Boys' claiming that the other guys had more than one time expressed their worry about my sudden change of behaviour and had suspected drugs but didn't want to raise anything of it until they are sure enough. People were blaming the guys for not taking matters into their own hand when they had the chance and now it's too late to help me.
Other reports added that Justin and I were secret lovers and that Justin's relation with Britney was a cover up for his secret rendezvous with me. I personally feel this is the most yucky stuff that they could ever make up. See how they didn't mention anything about me having a girlfriend too? That's because Maira isn't in the business, there's no juicy details to reveal. Anyone with a brain should have realized by now that the whole damn story is a fake.
They also said that we were both taking drugs and frequent gay clubs and having sex all the time that it was getting out of control. We decided to go into rehab to calm things down. Apparently, according to the reports, I had ditched my long-time 'boyfriend' for Justin and he wasn't too happy about it and had hired a killer to do the job. While another one reported that I messed up with some drug dealers and was hiding from them and they had me killed. Backstreet Boys' reputation was ruined. They were blaming AJ for my downfall especially. Saying that I had looked up to him as a brother most than the other guys since he was only 2 years my senior and that I was just following his footsteps. I was a dumb blonde for being unable to differentiate between what's wrong and what's right.
I guess that's what had been troubling AJ.
I pat my hand on his lap to get his attention. He looked at me in a daze. "AJ, no offence bro, but you're the last person I'd look up to. You're as messed up as I am." That made him smile and everyone kinda giggled at that too.
I stole a glance over at Leighanne and found her smiling. That was a relief to me. I think she's getting a hold of herself. I really need to see her doing that, it made me ease up a bit. Every time I look at her, I saw a hint of Brian smiling at me. I hope that when she looks at me, it reminds her of the happy Brian, the easy going Brian we all know and love.
KC called a few minutes later asking for me. He wanted me to know that he was going to go 'live' on TV at 12 noon sharp and release a statement. So far, they didn't know about my actual kidnapping and the kidney story. That was a relieve. And The Firm together with the FBI had agreed that they are not going to reveal that to the public pending investigations. But he will clear things up about the rehab and why Justin and his bodyguard were there with me when it happened. I told him that I trust him, that nothing could go more wrong than it already has and that I leave everything to him to settle. Once KC was off the line, I called Justin.
"Joey?"
"Yeah."
"It's Nick. Can I talk to Justin?" Pause.
"Yeah…sure…oh, how's AJ by the way?" Hmmm.
"He's doing fine. Thanks for asking."
"Justin is up in his bedroom, you don't mind talking to me for a while right?"
"Sure man."
"Oh yeah, how's Howie?"
"Still in the hospital but he's doing great." I think.
"Cool. You know, it's really something that AJ escape. You tell him I've stripped down all my superman posters. He's my hero now."
"I'm sure he'll be happy to hear that."
"I hope so. Okay, Justin's down, see you around Nick."
"You too." Long pause.
"I'm here."
"Is that how you greet your lover?" Heh.
"Shut up man, it's not funny." It is.
"Sorry, just trying to make a serious matter more manageable."
"I couldn't care less. This better be good, I have a rough morning. It's a miracle you manage to get hold of my number, it's been ringing non-stop since forever."
"KC's releasing a statement today at 12 noon. He'll clear everything up between you and I."
"Finally, a piece of great news! I hope it works coz Britney's spokeperson actually release a statement about this whole affair and they don't buy his shit."
"KC's good. He'll deliver."
"I hope so. How's things back there?"
"Intense, but we're okay."
"Nick…are you gonna tell them about this whole kidney thing?"
"No. Not now. Don't worry, you're not gonna be drag into this. So is Ashley."
"Great. But erm…we need to talk, when you're free. I think I have something that might help us."
"Sure, I'll call."
*****
KC had told the public that a week ago, The Firm had a joint celebration party for both Nsync and Backstreet Boys down at the studio. It was a private affair and that's why it wasn't known to the public. It was suppose to celebrate our year-end success in album sales and Justin and I had too much to drink and went out of control. We messed things up and as a punishment, we were told to do community service at the rehab center and attend a two-hour long seminar on alcoholism. That seemed to go down well with the reporters.
It was also cleared that Justin and I weren't romantically linked and that both are happy with their own girlfriends. They are still unsure of who had done the attack and the motif for the act. The Firm could not reveal more than that since the case is still under investigation. He also plead the fans to calm down and that Nick Carter is alive and doing well and that he had never use drug and am not an addict.
That seemed to quiet down the media for awhile.
I recalled what Justin had told me over the phone that morning. He knew something more and I really need to find out what it is. But I figured this wasn't the best of time to be meeting him. KC's hard job would not be paid if media start to see us together discussing something over lunch somewhere. And I really need to go and check out the surgical department. I dreamt about it every night and it's bugging me.
I decided to take a little shower cos I was feeling rather disorientated. I keep reminding myself that it had been two days since the kidnapper called and I have five more days to find the bastards. That thought alone made me shiver. I had went straight to the bathroom to take my shower and I heard everyone having lunch in the kitchen. It was a little quiet for a group of nine, but the conversation they had was warming enough for me.
I felt a little sick and a mild fever was on the way. I don't know how it all started but seconds after I reach the bathroom and turned on the shower, I was coughing like mad. Yes, it fucking hurts from the inside. And the worst part, I was coughing blood. Yes, it's confirmed, the pills do shit.
I joined them in the kitchen after getting dressed and Kevin told me that KC just called. Fans are still frantic and kept calling to find out about my condition. They will not rest until they hear it from myself. At about the same time, one of the police officers who were guarding Kevin's entire pad came in and told me that more securities will be send over coz fans had multiplied themselves at his gate. I wonder how they found out I was at Kevin's in the first place.
"Nick, I was just wondering, if maybe…if you're ready…that we make an appearance, you know…"
"We release a statement together so that they can see you." AJ finished off for Kevin. Ah, now I know what they've been talking about over lunch.
"What are we gonna say when Brian and Howie are not around?"
"Howie will call 'live' from the hospital. Only that he won't be at the hospital, he'll be at home sick with a flu bug." Kevin replied.
"That's lying." I said.
"Not exactly. He was released this morning and he's resting at home. And he did had a minor cold." AJ replied.
"How about Brian then? He can't call."
"Brian will be at home attending to a morning-sickness me." Leighanne replied.
"Geez Leigh, you're talking like you're-" Oh no, tell me she's not! Not now! Not when Brian's not here!
"I'm two months pregnant Nick, I told Brian so on our way back home that night." Leighanne replied. Now I have another reason not to mess up. There's no way in hell am I gonna let this baby grow up without a father. I'd kill myself!
"Leigh, I'm so sorry…"
"Hey, congratulate me, why are you sorry?" She was smiling. Why is she so confident that we're gonna get Brian back? I have five days and not a day more and I still have nothing!
"Congratulations Leigh." She smiled and mouthed a 'thank you'.
"So…you think you up for this?" AJ asked.
"Yeah, I'll do it. But I'm not gonna say anything to any TV station, they suck." I said.
"Yeah?" Kevin laughed. "So which station should have the honor?"
"A station where our fans are tuned in to."
*****
There were about a hundred 'lucky' fans in the studio and they were only a meter away from where we were seated. I had a few minutes to mingle with them and they seemed satisfied by the way I look. Make up do magical things to a person's face.
We're about to go live on MTV TRL in ten seconds. Kevin to my left and AJ to my right. Carson Daly was on a single sofa next to AJ. He had gone through the brief with us and had told me that I have the rights to tell what I want and he would only be asking questions that relates to what I had said. He won't be taking questions from fans and promised that it will all be over in an hour. KC had been proud when I told him of our intentions. Sure we have to hide some stuffs from fans and sure he didn't really know the truth why Brian couldn't come with us but it's all great.
Suddenly, Carson was talking to the camera, the fans went wild and I realized we're Live. It took them five long minutes to calm the fans down, and I was told there are thousands more in the street, watching it live on the big screen.
"Guys, before we start things off, and before they start making vicious rumor again, tell us, why are the 2 remaining BSBs MIA today?"
Kevin took charge and answered. "Howie's down with a flu resting at home but he will call us live later on so he'll be 'here'." That got cheers from the fans.
"And Brian is busy running around the house coz Leighanne can't do much work. She's suffering from morning sickness." AJ replied.
"Morning sickness?" Carson asked. The crowd gasped. Some cried. Tears of joy obviously.
"Yeah man. In like seven months, you're gonna see a little Littrell." The crowd cheered. I tried to hold back the tears. If they only knew.
"Now that's a piece of great news everyone! Congratulations both Brian and Leighanne. We at MTV hope that you're holding up well. Brian, we'll be sending over a seven months free supply of paperbags over to your house, look out of it." Crowd laughed. AJ chuckled. Kevin smirked. I studied the floor.
"But we're here for something serious right guys? Now all these rumors going around have got to stop and the Backstreet Boys, especially Nick, wants to straight things up. So Nick, I personally know that the floor is a very interesting thing to watch, trust me, I come up here for rehearsals and kiss the damn floor every time." I giggled. That hurts. But it was funny, can't help it.
"Sorry man."
"s'kay. So Nick, without further a do, the floor is all yours. Sorry, no pun intended." I smiled once more and then look ahead. There's a poster of the BSB right at the end of the room and I focus on it. Not really looking at any face of the guys, just the blue spot.
"First of all, I just want everyone to know that Justin and I are still very much waiting for a chance to bite each others' heads off. I called him last night and accuse him of spreading this rumor and he told me I was the one to start it. So I told him once I take care of business on TRL, I'll be going for him next. He said he already book a ring with WWF."
"We'll keep the fans update on this." Carson chipped in. The crowd laughed.
"There's also a tag team match on the line, for all hardcore Backstreet Boys and Nsync fans alike." AJ added. The crowd cheered again.
"Yes, you two groups really know how to make money." Carson laughed. Okay, so far so good, we can definitely score some movies now. "Okay Nick, what's next?"
"Second, I'd like to thank all the fans for your undying support. For those who really wanna see me dead, better luck next time. I'm here to stay coz the Backstreet's Pride is still alive." Cheers. This is going great.
"The video footage you saw on TV…yes, that's me lying on the ground with blood and stuffs, but I beg you not to dwell on that picture because it's in the past, you see me right now, I'm walking and talking and very much alive. This is the Nick Carter you have to remember. I apologize coz you have to find out the truth this way, but I wasn't ready to talk yet. It's a normal thing ya know…I went through a little depression and then some insecurities…I can't walk straight and not turn back very five seconds to see if there's anyone with a knife walking behind me. But I'm getting better, thanks to the support of my family and my extended families. They've been great. We will return but please give us time. I have to work out some problems of my own personally and I beg of you to respect my privacy. Backstreet's fans are the greatest, I'm sure they'll understand." Fans cheers again.
"So let me help you out here Nick. What you're really trying to say is that all those stories we hear about you and the guys and Justin for the past 2 days are bull?"
"Yes, all of them. I'm definitely not into drugs and I'm definitely not looking up to AJ as guidance coz both of us kinda falls into the same category and that is we mess other peoples' lives, not each other."
"I vouch for that one." Kevin chuckled. Fans laughed. Cool.
"Okay then, since that's all cleared up, our producer is waving at me right now, Howie D is on the line, waiting for us. So let's go to him right now." Pause.
"Yo Howie, you there man?" Carson called.
"Hey guys, how are you today?" Howie's voice filled the studio. He sounds good.
"Hey man, you sound nasal." AJ teased.
"That's how a person with flu sounds like AJ." Howie mocked. The crowd laughed.
"He made me a look like an idiot without even having to be here." AJ shook his head.
"You deserve it dawg." I giggled.
"So Howie, you wanna vouch for Nick today?"
"Yeah man, all bull. I can't wait till they get the guy who did this to him but above all, I'm glad my brother's doing fine and we will all be okay." Howie replied.
"Great man. Okay Howie, we'll cut you off now, I know you need you rest. Take it easy alright?"
"Thanks for having me there. I love all you fans out there and keep the pride alive."
"Bye D!"
"Bye."
"I never thought he'd stop yapping." AJ joked. I'm glad AJ's here. Comic relief is definitely needed.
"So Nick, who's taking care of you at home? Is your girlfriend in town man? She's that photographer chick right? She took a photo of mine a few months ago, she's great man."
"She's in Orlando. She's been taking care of me as well as the guys. I have a lot of people to take care of me so that's cool."
"I heard your family didn't take the whole matter very well."
"They already knew I was attacked but I was fine and recovering and I told them to follow Aaron on tour coz they'll just be worrying about me if they sit down and do nothing at home. And when they were informed that I was killed, they thought I was attacked again and that got them really upset. I'm really frustrated at the guy who said this. He have no compassion at all. Aaron was in the middle of an interview and he just blurted it out to everyone. I don't appreciate that. But I've called them and they're doing fine now."
"That's great and that guy should be fired." Carson replied. Fans cheered.
"We'll start a petition." Kevin joked. Crowd cheered. "I was kidding." Crowd booed.
"You're making the fans turn against us now." AJ mocked. Fans shouted out 'NNOOO!!!' and other stuffs I can't quite understand.
"You guys, wait up, I just receive something here." Carson said as a crew member passed him a message. He looked at us and then smiled to the audience. "Guys, we have a special guest on the line with us right now, I'm sure you guys and the fans will be happy about this." The smile on my face dropped. I hate surprises. This wasn't plan. For all I know it's the bad guys or the kidnapper. Shit.
"Yo dear guest, wassup?" Carson cried.
"Hey guys."
I froze. Kevin and AJ froze.
It's Brian.
"Rok? Is that you man?" AJ asked.
"Yeah, it's me. Leighanne's sleeping so I get time out and decided to drop in for a sec." This couldn't be. Kevin's cell phone beeped. He got a text message. He showed it to me.
* He's not here- Leigh*
"You doing alright Rok?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah man, I'm tired but not bruised or anything like that."
"Bruised? That's rough." Carson laughed.
"Oh man, woman in morning sickness do stuffs they don't normally do." Brian giggled.
He's alright. He's not hurt. Oh thank you Lord.
"I have no idea, thanks for the tip man."
"Sure thing."
"So Brian, what have you got for us today?"
"Well, I just wanna tell the fans to believe whatever the guys had said coz I'm watching at home and I vouch for them. I love you guys and I have every faith that I'll be back with you people in five days."
Yes, five days, I have to start working on that.
"Five days? How come?" Carson asked.
"Oh, Leigh's gonna go home to her parents in five days, so I'll have time for the guys. I miss them so much."
I couldn't control it anymore, I was crying. Yes, second time they will see me doing it on TRL. But I wasn't alone. AJ and Kevin were crying too. Suddenly, we were all in a cuddle. AJ and Kevin whispered assuring words into my ears. All the emotions…to hear Brian's voice, to have the fans with us…I temporarily forget the pain on my side.
"Brian, you got them all teary eyed now. They definitely miss you man." Oh, you have no idea. No idea at all.
"They better be." Brian giggled. "Look, I have to go, I love you fans and guys be strong, Nick, be strong, I have faith in all of you. Bye guys."
"Bye Brian."
"Well fans, I don't think we can get anything more out of these guys considering they'll be mumbling and sobbing most of the time. So from all of us at MTV TRL, we say good night and keep the Backstreet's Pride Alive."
Tony, Mark and Ken escorted us out of the studio smoothly. The fans had been told not to stop them considering my 'condition' and I was glad that they respect that. For the first time I ever, we weren't mobbed but were welcome with cheers and claps as the van drove out.
"What happen back there?" Kevin asked Ken.
"I called the FBI, they were watching the show and tried to tap the number but the guy is good, he made Brian hung up two seconds before the trace could be detected."
I heard AJ cursed under his breath.
Tony's cell phone rang and we waited with bated breath. I hope they have news on Brian. I really don't want to go home and find Leighanne crying coz her husband who is missing just went live on TV.
"Okay, thanks man."
"Who's that?" Kevin asked.
"Marlon just called KC. Someone was threatening to release a video footage of AJ being kidnapped at the rehab center. It shows everything. Howie and you included."