Chapter 28
Several Months Later Late One Night
Tiffany's View
I just woke up
from sleeping and I noticed that Brian wasn't in bed. In fact, he hasn't come
to bed yet. I looked over at the clock and found that it was 2 in the morning.
I rolled out of bed and walked over to the dresser. I grabbed a hair tie
and walked out of the room. I pulled my hair up into a high pony tail and walked
down the marble staircase. The house was completely dark except for a small
light coming from the living room.
I walked quietly to the entrance and found Brian sitting on the one of the leather chairs with paper all over the floor, a glass of water in front of him on the coffee table, and a folder and paper in his lap. He was tapping the pencil on the side of the chair chewing his thumb nail. He seemed deep in thought. I just stood there looking in on him. Finally he slammed his pencil down, rubbed his face with his hands and groaned in frustration.
I walked over to him and he turned his head to look at me. I pushed his back lightly and he leaned forward. I got in the chair right behind him and he leaned back in between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
"Hey handsome."
"Hey beautiful, what are you doing up?" he asked taking my hand and kissing it.
"I woke up and noticed you weren't in bed so I came down here to see what you were doing."
"Oh, are the kids asleep?" he asked.
"Yup, the whole bunch of them," I said.
"That's good," he nodded.
"Yeah so, Whatcha doin?" I asked running my finger nails across his chest. He rubbed his forehead and then said, "I'm trying to write these songs for the new album."
"How far have you gotten?" I asked looking over his shoulder at the paper laying on his lap.
"Not that far," he sighed.
"How many songs do you have to write?" I asked.
"It's going to be a double CD and being the idiot that I am, I volunteered to right most of the songs," he explained.
"How many songs?"
"8"
"8? 8 songs? Brian, that's a lot to be writing, when is all this due?" I asked.
"Next Saturday," he sighed once more.
"That's only 9 days away, will you be able to finish?"
"I don't know."
"How many have you written?"
"To be honest...I'm in the middle of my fourth one," he said lowering his voice. I frowned and hugged him. He was so frustrated and tense. He needed to take a break but Brian is dedicated to his work and he doesn't stop until something is done. It's just him. I kissed his bare shoulder and rested my chin on it.
"Are you OK baby?" I asked softly. I was kind of concerned. Brian rarely had problems writing songs. He always had ideas no matter what.
"I'm fine," he said quietly.
"Do you need a massage? You seem really tense..."
"Would you?" he asked.
"Of course," I said and then leaned back a little bit. I began rubbing and kneading the knots from his back.
"That feels good," he moaned.
"It always does," I smiled. I could tell he was smiling.
"Thank you baby," he said.
"You're welcome. Brian why don't you come to bed? I'm sure you'll feel much better."
"As much as I want to Sweetie I can't, I need to get this done," Brian said.
"You've been working on this for 2 weeks now, you've barely gotten any sleep and during the day you're always cooped up in the studio and we don't get to spend time with each other..."
"Tiff, you know how dedicated I am to my career. I explained about a month ago I'd be busy."
I stopped rubbing his back and looked down frowning.
"I know you told me that but...I didn't think it would be like this," I said softly.
"Things just get hectic sometimes honey," he said. I could tell it was hurting him that I was upset.
"I think I'm going to go to bed..." I said quietly. I got up out of the chair and began to walk out of the living room when Brian grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the chair. He put his pencil and papers down and moved back in the chair taking me with him. I sat down on his lap and he wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed my lips softly and pulled me close to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my hands through his hair. He pulled away and said, "I'm sorry."
"Brian, I just miss spending time with you. Christian is beginning basketball so I have to take him to practice all the time and I always have to take Michelle and Christian to check ups at the doctors. Courtney is in dancing lessons and Michelle is needing help with her drivers test. I'm so busy lately and so are you, it's like we can't spend time together at all," I said sadly.
"I didn't know you were doing all that. I thought Darlene was helping you out a little bit."
"She is but she has her own family too."
He sighed and looked up at my face, "I'm sorry. I had no idea. When this album is done I'm going to spend as much time as I can with you. I'll plan a lot of things to do with only you and me. I know! Why don't we go on vacation? Just you and me," Brian suggested.
"What about the kids?" I asked.
"Nick or someone could watch them for us. Come on, it'll give us some time alone and to be with each other. It would be great, and plus I'll like the alone parts at night," he smiled wriggling his eyebrows. I laughed and smacked his stomach.
"You love thinking about that don't you?" I smiled.
"How could I not? I am a guy," he grinned. "So what do you say? Does it sound like a plan?"
I smiled widely and nodded.
"Great," he smiled and then kissed my lips. I just couldn't help but smile. He looked up in my face for a moment and he then raised his hand. He moved the hair out of my face and put it behind my ear. He stroked my cheek and then kissed me lightly once more.
"You are so beautiful," he said looking into my eyes. I couldn't help but blush a little bit. No matter how many times he told me that it always made me blush, I could never get used to it.
"I love you so much baby," he said.
"I love you too," I said kissing his nose. He smiled at me and then hugged me tight.
"I need to get back to work," he said loosening his grip.
"All right... Good night," I said a little disappointed that he wasn't coming to bed with me.
"Hey," he said grabbing my waist before I got up. I looked at him curiously and said, "What?"
He took my head in his hands and he kissed me passionately. He pulled away and then put light kisses on my lips, "I love you Sweetie."
I smiled and said, "I love you too."
"Now go get your beauty sleep," he said patting my leg. I got up and then turned to him, "Come to bed soon OK?"
"I will, I promise," he smiled at me. I smiled back slightly and then walked out of them room but right before I did I turned back around to see Brian sitting the way he was before with the pencil in hand and paper in his lap with a serious and quite frustrated look on his face. I sighed deeply and then made my way back upstairs.
This has never happened before, he has never been so serious about getting songs written and done. He's so stressed out and not really himself. I look at him while he's working and he seems so different. I used to look at him and think he was so adorable while working but for some reason he doesn't look like he's having fun anymore. It looks like he thinks it's a chore. Maybe I'm just thinking something stupid here but I can't help but worry about him. I'm not only worried about him, I'm worried about our family and what might come of him and me. I'm worried that if he keeps working like this and never finds time to spend with me or the kids that something bad will happen, like divorce. No, I'm not thinking about divorcing him, that's the last thing I want to do because I love him to pieces and he's the perfect guy for me. I could never bring myself to leave him, I never want to...ever. I promised him to always be there for him and support him and that's what I have done always. I'm supporting him now and I'm going to keep supporting him because he needs me to be there for him but if this keeps up it'll be hard to support him. It's hard to explain. I'm always there for him for his career and whenever he needs me but he has to be there for me too and the kids. If he isn't then things get complicated. I love him to death and I never want anything to come between us but right now his singing career was and it worried me.
Brian is everything to me and without him I don't know what I would do but I want the best for me and for the kids and if I really do have to...I'll divorce him. I am only doing that if things get out of hand and so many things go wrong. Divorce will be the last thing I do believe me but it's in the back of my mind if things go chaotic. I have a good feeling though and I really doubt it will happen...I doubt it a lot.
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