I shrugged my shoulders at Bobby before turning to walk through the darkened bus. “Well, he’ll just have to deal this time. Besides, I’m sure he’ll be excited to see me.”
Bobby muttered something that I couldn’t make out, but I continued on my way. Ever since Chase left the band, Teddy had actually started to write a lot of the music that the guys performed. His one major rule, though, was once he got an idea in mind, he couldn’t be bothered. Apparently, it disturbed the song in his head or something. Whatever.
I heard a loud moan as I walked towards the back and groaned, cursing myself for not having my earplugs in my pocket. The sooner I got to our room, the better, plus I’m sure Teddy and I could drown out some of the noise ourselves.
“Surprise!” I pushed open the door, and my mouth dropped open when I recognized my husband’s bare, tattooed back, his body centered in the middle of our bed as he crouched on his knees. Normally, I appreciated the sight but the one in front of me was definitely not for my enjoyment.
His familiar brown eyes widened in shock as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder, and his mouth dropped open a few times like a gaping fish. “Al, this isn’t what it looks like.” He at least had the decency to remove his hands from the naked little slut that he straddled in our bed—our bed—as if he had been scalded on contact.
“Isn’t what it looks like?” I screeched, my hands motioning back and forth continuously between him and the bleached blonde who looked just as surprised as I did. Well, I don’t know if surprised could really label the emotions running through me at the moment. They all attacked me at once, and my head felt like it was going to explode as I stared back at the man who was supposed to be my husband. The man that everyone had wanted me to stay away from, but I just couldn’t. I just couldn’t.
“What? Did you two just happen to fall on top of each other naked, Teddy? I can’t believe this shit, you asshole!” I pressed my palms to my eyes, trying to block out the scene in front of me. Hoping that it had all been a bad dream. But it wasn’t. After the blackness cleared, nothing had magically changed, yet it was like I was living someone else’s life. This wasn’t supposed to happen to me.
“Al, c’mon. This doesn’t mean anything. I thought you weren’t supposed to be back for a few days.” This all came at me in a relaxed, calm tone, like we were talking about the freakin’ weather or something. Really? Really? He bent down to pull on his discarded boxers and I saw my chance, grabbing my heel and chucking it at his head. He let out a loud groan, stumbling back slightly, so I knew I had made some kind of contact.
“Ow, Ally. What in the hell was that for?” He stood up, glaring at me. He actually had the nerve to glare at me.
“Teddy, what’s going on here?” I heard the blonde call out in a nervous voice, quietly giggling as she looked between the two of us. I wasn’t really sure what about the situation was laughable, but judging by her appearance—platinum blonde hair with dark roots showing through and multiple trashy looking tattoos—she wasn’t exactly bright. But, I really wasn’t looking like a genius either. How long had he been doing this to me?
“So, let me get this straight. Since you thought I wasn’t going to be back for a few days, you figured you needed to bring the trash home?” I gestured towards the tramp, who was now glaring back at me, too. Teddy finally looked a little guilty as he chewed on the lip ring he always wore. It was one of his signs that he was uncomfortable in a situation. It didn’t happen very often, but when it did, I was probably one of the only people to notice. Wow, about freakin’ time.
“Ally, she doesn’t matter. I fucked up, and I swear it won’t happen again. I just missed you so much and I had a bad lapse of judgment. You understand, right?”
“I don’t matter?” Bleachy screeched from the bed, jumping up in all of her glorious nakedness, hurling herself at Teddy. She made some contact with his back before she fell onto the floor and must have been embarrassed because she remained there. “You told me you were leaving her,” Bleachy said in a quiet voice, sticking out her bottom lip as it quivered.
“Oh, really?” I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, trying my hardest to keep my brave, bitch face on even though I just wanted to collapse right there on the floor along with Bleachy. Maybe we could have a cry-fest together. But no, Teddy didn’t deserve for me to cry over him. I was not going to give Teddy the chance to see me like that.