Lance stared at Justin puzzled as he watched him change shirts for the fourth time in five minutes. Just as he was about to say something, Justin whipped around holding a Union Bay shirt in one hand, a denim jacket that was Lance's and an Old Navy shirt in his other hand. "Which one do you like the best?"
Lance leaned againt the wall, cocked his head and crossed his legs before answering."That one's mine." He said pointing to the jacket. Justin looked down and shrugged sheepishly. "we're friends right?" Lance rolled his eyes. "what's the occasion?"
Lance raised his eyebrow in surprise. "Your ex-girfriend Arry? As in the 'The bitch who ripped your heart out' Arry?" "well that depends on what look you're going for. Do you want the 'don't you wish we were together look' the'please come back and make my life complete' look or my personal favorite--the 'get me the hell outta here look'" Lance said expertly. Justin honestly couldn't answer his question. "Shut up and pick a shirt!"
"Clothes don't make the man--the man makes the clothes" Justin said expertly.
"I think you got that twisted my friend..."
Justin rolled his eyes. "It's not the clothes that matter. it's me getting revenge..."
"You sure as hell look like your out for more than revenge" Lance said wiggling his eyebrows for effect.
"Are you saying I want her back? I mean that's nothing to be joking about. I have feelings you know.. I just don't know how to express them at times. And although I'm young, I know when enough is enough and I don't want to go back into something where i'll get hurt."
"Are you finished yet?"
He cleared his through "Yes. I was just setting things straight."
"I get the point...but still you could have let her explain..."
That was the last straw. Justin knew he didn't have to explain himself to anyone or his actions for that matter. He clenched his fist angerily.
Lance's calm eyes had a bit of fear in them as he saw how justin was reacting to his last comment.
"Are you all right.. I didn't mean it likt that it's just..."
Justin looked at him crossly. "Where the hell have you been? Do you remember what she did to me?" He remembered all right--how could he forget?
The dressing room door slammed with an earth shaking crash and a livid Justin stormed in. "what the hell did she think she was doing? That bitch! I can't believe It! I though she was different...." He trailed off pacing around the room, unaware of his friends stares. "You know how we had to delay the tourdate because I stayed with Ariella?"
He continued to pace as he talked, they could practically hear the anger in his footsteps. "well how was lunch?" JC asked timidly. "Lunch was fine. It was AFTER lunch." He picked up his pace, moving rapidly from one end of the room to the other. Justin took another deep breath and continued in an unnervingly calm voice.
"We went back to her appartment so I could say goodbye before we started to leave today. I just didn't know I'd be saying good bye to that bastard she was cheating with me on too." Lance's eyes grew wide. Justin ignored his reaction and stopped dead in the middle of the room.
"There I was ready to kiss her good bye. when this son of a BITCH comes up and pushes me into a wall, and grabs her and finishes what I started! At first I thought he was some mad rappist or some shit like that. but she knew his name. And I left. I couldn't take it.I mean I can't believe it. Here is the girl I love and her 'lover' it's not right! We were different! I put a year and a half of love into that relationship and all I got back was a slap in the face. She had her cake and ate it too. I thought she was different." He shook his head " I knew she was different. but I was wrong. I give up. Me and women don't mix." He shook his head in denial. He appeared to have calmed down a bit and was looking vunerable and helpless. Lance looked at his friend with pity. He'd rather see him seething that with out hope.
"Yeah I remember" Lance said quietly. Justin swallowed. Lance senseing his uncomfortablness on the topic cleared his throught and pointed to the union bay shirt. "Like I said that one's a winner"
Justin picked it up and threw his other t-shirt over his head, revealing a wifebeater. he put the shirt over his head and grabbed his keys heading for the door. He opened the door and paused. Lance turned around to face him.
"Wish me luck" Justin said grimly heading out and slamming it. Lance turned back around.
Justin swallowed. "well....um..." Lance looked at him, geusturing him to continue. Justin looked at the floor. "I'mmeetingArrytonight!"
"Come Again?"
"I'mmeetingArrytonnight" He mummbled louder this time.
"What?!" Lance asked confused.
"I'm...meeting...Arry..tonight..."
Justin glared at him. "No need to elaborate. Yes her-- the one and only. Now what about my shirt?"
"Don't you mean my shirt?"
"Whatever--you know what I mean smartass"
Lance smirked and clicked his tounge. "Hey that's what I do and I do it the best"
"The shirt?" Justin said impatiently picking the shirsts up so his friend could see.
"I just wanna get in and out. no luvvy dubby crap".he said laying the shirts on his bed. Lance snorted. "Then why are you running around like a mad man?"
"You're wearin' the thing not me. whatever you think is the best. If it was me I'd go for the casual Union Bay and the cargo pants. I mean-- you're not trying to make it seem like you want her back?"
Jc finally spoke. "yo Justin-Calm down before you hurt yourself..."
Justin stared at him like he'd lost it. "After what just happened-- that might be the height of my day!"
JC shriveled back into his chair as Justin continued to pace swiftly. JC, Joey,Chris and Lance looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Joey decided on another...more direct aproach.
"what happened?"He knew he was probably going to piss Justin, off--but it was worth a try.
Much to his surprise, and everyone else in the room, Justin took a deep breath and began to explain.
Joey winced. Things muct be bad if he was calling her 'Ariella.' He normally used some sick pet name or 'Arry'.
"Well it turns out she wasn't really sick as she claimed. Her boyfriend was in town."He took a long deliberate pause. His bandmates exchanged nervouse glances."I thought you were her boyfriend?" joey asked confusedly. Justin glared at him and he quickly shut up.
"And..." Chris promted.
"well we went out to lunch to celebrate her 'getting better'...her boyfriend --Bryon...brandon..whatever the hell it was was there too."
"You'll need it"
