Repair Me (30 page)

             
He began the soft song as everyone directed their attention to the man that I craved
“Waking to an empty bed, it was almost two. I was all alone, I was needing you. Now I'm missing you, my heart is broke. Please listen to my words, the song that I wrote. I'm begging you please. The smile on your face, the glow in your eyes.” Th
e song drifted to a soft solo with just his guitar playing. His eyes kept close to the strings as he watched his fingers. Justin tapped at my thigh, reassuring me that the man on the stage truly was the love of my life. Davien's eyes finally lift as he looked over the crowd and set on me.
“I can't live like this. Everything I've lost, everything I miss. You're all that I want, all that I need.”
With stress to his voice, the raspy studied song finished as his eyes narrowed to only see me
“Avery please come back, come back to me.”

             
My hand cupped over my mouth as he slung his guitar over his back. Pushing my way through the patiently waiting crowd, where I met him at the bottom of the stage stairs. His eyes were as moist and swollen as mine. I nodded when his face looked into mine. A huge grin crossed over his face. “I missed you Davien.”

             
Our lips met as he pulled me off my feet. My fingers ran through his well missed hair. The scent of his skin against mine. With our lips still entwined, he whispered “I missed you more Avery”. He pulled our faces apart as he examine my smile “Are you coming home?” With a shy smile, I nodded.

             
“Yes Davien. I am”

             
“Tonight?” Once again I agreed. Justin watched us with an overexcited smile across his lips “I have one last request Avery”.

             
“What's that?” I said as he looked at me suspiciously.

             
“Dance with me” I didn't have time to answer as he pulled me to the floor. I remembered the exact song. It was the first song I had ever danced to with Davien. The night I fought to fall in love with the bad boy image. Over the speakers echoed 'Love Somebody' by Maroon 5. I eyed him as he wrapped my arms around his neck. He gave me no choice but to run to him. “Every word to this song reminds me of you Avery... every last one.
It's our song,
remember that!”

              It was, it really did tell our whole story,
Our
story. Our relationship was wrote in someone's lyrics. As if they looked into the future and copied our words as they penciled in everything that happened then added music to it. As we held each other the question came to my head. I didn't want to interrupt the song, but I knew if I was going to leave with him, it was going to be immediately after the song ended. I needed the truth before then “Davien I need to ask you something” His lips were at my ear, whispering the words to me. He pulled away to watch my expression as he waited for my words “in the note, what else did you need to tell me”.

             
He spoke quiet enough for privacy but loud enough for every word to be clear “When I went to the lab for my test, there was only one other man there to be tested. When we returned 2 days later, he was there as well. He walked out first with his results as my guts turned upside down. He came out with a different look than when he went in. I came back with relief. I knew it was his.”

             
“Well after your note, I kind of assumed something like that happened.” I slightly laughed

             
He cupped my jaw and his thumb traced that same path as always alongside my jaw. “Avery the other man slept with Lindsay 10 months ago” I looked at him with the obvious again.. as if he was telling me something new “The other man was Anthony.”

             
I pulled away with shock “What?” my eyes widened.

             
“Yes, baby, it was the time you were with him. He conceived a child during your relationship. I may have slept with her in the past, but I would never cheat on you.” His mouth attached to mine as we listened to the rest of our song. I comforted myself for relief from the past. This entire time I was worried about a man possibly having a child from a previous one night stand... when in reality my previous boyfriend of that time was actually cheating on me with her at the exact same time. And now he was the Father.

             
Many thoughts went through my mind. If I was still with Anthony at this present time and no where to run to, would I still stick around? Knowing the truth, that my boyfriend conceived a child during our relationship. And unprotected! I wondered how many other women there really were. All this time he was telling me that Davien was a man whore, he sleeps around... and all along he was the cheater. The cheater who told me he would never do that to me.

             
As the song ended, Davien placed a final kiss to my jaw and we walked hand in hand from the dance floor. Looking at the charming Justin as he waited for us, I felt the guilt starting to pour. I felt like I was breaking up with a man I loved instead of moving on with the man I was
in love with
. It was breaking my heart. “Davien can you give me some time to talk to Justin before we leave.” He nodded with a bright smile.

             
My heart was racing as I approached the eager man. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in for a hug “I'll miss you, Baby girl.”

             
“I'll miss you more.” We both chuckled “I feel guilty. I can't lie to him though. But I can't break his heart.”

             
“It was broke a long time ago.” Justin sweetly spoke “The night you walked out on him. It broke that night. The next morning when he found you at my house, all he asked from me was to do 'whatever it takes to keep you from leaving'. I did that right?”

             
I nodded shyly “But it's still not the right thing. I cheated in some sort of way. How do I tell him?”

             
“You don't” I pulled back as he knew I wouldn't agree with that “He already knows. I told him. He knows everything and he still wants you. He needs you, Baby girl.”

             
“When did you tell him?” I couldn't help but to look over my shoulder and check a quick glance at Davien.

             
“I've told him over and over and he has repeatedly told me to keep doing it until the time comes. We did it, it worked. He trusted me. I trusted myself.”

             
“One question” my brows arched as I watch his silly grin “That night in my living room, the first night we kissed, what that a lie too. Where you testing your friendship with Davien like you said or were you really trying to find out if I was a cheater?” He smiled at my question.

             
“Nah. That was for real.” he added with a devilish grin.

             
“I was for real too, but you know it would've never lasted.” he nodded as our feelings matched.

             
“I only have one problem” my brows furrowed with question “I fell in love in the process.... but he was first. Always has been, always will be. But you killed me in the process”

             
He pat my shoulder “Thanks for everything Justin. If it wasn't for you, who knows where I'd be”.

             
“You're welcome, Baby girl. Any time! Let me know if that fucker messes with your heart, cause my bed is always open for you. Just not for sex.” He kissed my cheek and we parted. The break up from the man who I wasn't even dating. I wasn't sure if that was harder than any other relationship I had broken in the past. At least much harder than the split with Anthony.

             
Walking away from Justin, I was left with mixed emotions as I stared at Davien's waiting eyes. He knew the truth, but he was still there, I was still here. We were still together, we never really left each other. I was walking to the man I loved, the man
I was in love with.
As it felt so good, it felt so real with Justin, it was all fake. He did a damn good job at it. But as much as he loved me, and he truly did. He loved his friend more. We both loved Davien.

             
We didn't tell anyone outside of our group. The band mates and girlfriends only, as no one else would've understood the trust the guys had for each other. The rest of the world would have assumed I was the slutty, cheating girlfriend and Justin the bogus betraying friend. Or possibly people would think we were a group of swingers. We were far from that. As Justin had stated before he had never even slept with any of his guys 'flings' let alone girlfriends. Yes, if he came first we would have I believe. But it wouldn't have lasted long. I had a soul mate out there waiting for me. He would get tired of his man whoring days and eventually start searching for me. We found each other!

             
None of the public assumptions would be true. We were all best friends, not swingers. There was never any betrayal. It was called trust. Friendship. Love. We knew and that's all that mattered! What man would let their girlfriend share a friend with his buddy... for weeks?  And secretly even know they had kissed. What man would come so close to falling in love, just so his best friend's girlfriend wouldn't leave him? No one except The Pits. That was them, nobody could break them.

Chapter 17

             
Jumping on the back of Davien's bike, I felt like I back in the right spot. It wasn't fake, it was real. His hand reached for mine and secured my fingers in place. His bike roared and kicked to life. The trip home went by too fast as I kept my face to his back. Taking in every piece of Davien Dodge that I could get.             

             
Without knowing my answer, Justin had already packed up my things and was waiting for me in a box in Davien's living room. I was officially kicked out, in a sweet way. I finally felt home. The place I was meant to be with the man I loved more than anything. While I stayed with Justin, there was lots of temptations, there were many things I did that I shouldn't have done. But Davien was happy that I never left and I was too. If I would have left him I wouldn't just be with Anthony, but I'd be with the baby that I was running from. The innocent baby was not the problem. The problem was the betrayal behind it. Davien never betrayed me, he never cheated on me. But he scared me, scared me enough to leave. I wanted a family with him. I didn't want him to have a family with the Lindsay chic. It scared the crap out of me. I couldn't be the one to break up a family. But now was the time to see that things were meant to be.

             
“Thank you Davien for everything. Thanks for sticking around, waiting for me. Did you ever worry about what I was thinking or doing all of these weeks? Tell me the truth.”

             
“Nope” he said bluntly “I called nearly 10 times a day, Justin told me everything you did in the last 2 hours. Down to painting your toenails and brushing you teeth. All though you stayed a hermit and quite boring, I still laughed at every detail he gave me.”

             
“Are you serious? How embarrassing.” I chuckled. He really did know that I stayed there the entire time, doing nothing. Just waiting for answers. Justin demanded I couldn't leave, at least not out of his sight.

             
“Embarrassing? You  hear embarrassing?” my brows furrowed with a weird grin on my face “I missed laying next to you while you slept. I missed the soft lips as your breathing slowed. The smiles behind your closed lids. I just would just lay in bed, dreaming of you. The scent of you stayed on your pillow, but I wanted to see you, so Justin took pictures of you while you were sleeping and sent them to me every night”.

             
“WHAT?” I exclaimed as he held his stomach, laughing.

             
“Yeah I'm serious” he pulled his phone from his pocket and started sliding his finger across the photo gallery of all of the hundreds of pictures that Justin had taken of me without my permission. I was gonna kill him in the morning! “Hey don't get mad at him. He did it for me, for you... for us!”

             
Davien's hand locked with mine as he pulled me to our room. “I missed you Davien” I spoke as we walked hand in hand.

             
I worried for weeks as I sat with Justin, whether or not Davien was even thinking about me. I was confident enough now to believe he didn't spend any intimate time with Lindsay. Growing into a more serious relationship over the months, I was building more trust and faith in the bad boy rebel that I had assumed he always would be. It was obvious he was for many years in the past, but we were in love now. We were meant for each other.

             
Peeling each article of clothing from my body, I stood bare in the middle of his bedroom, our bedroom. His tongue swept between his lips and his eyes danced over my body “I'm a lucky man Avery”. Before I had a chance to respond or to return the compliment, his lips glued to mine and pulled me against his chest. I started pulling his shirt over his head, the only time my lips parted from his. My fingers dropping to his pants, I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them from place. His head rest against my shoulder as he sighed for long seconds the same relief I had felt. I had been waiting impatiently for days after days, weeks after weeks for this very moment.

             
Shredding his pants from his long legs and tossing them to our growing pile of clothing, I traced my fingers across his well defined chest. I could feel the beat of his heart matching mine as we both grew more fevered. Moaning against me, he trailed his puckered lips from my neck to my swollen breasts. He glared in my eyes as I threw my head back as he softly absorbed my sensitive nipples. Gripping my nails to his shoulders, I begged for more and he followed my instruction.

             
As he unfastened from me, he followed south until his tongue met my core. My nails dug deeper for my long waiting touch from the man who I loved more than anything I ever believed I could. I was panting for his contact, unable to control myself any more, I  struggled for words, but quietly screaming between the two of us, I yelled out “I need you Davien, I need you now!”

             
His body controlled my ever last need he knew my body, he knew what I needed. After my long waited release, he lowered me to the edge of the bed. Gently, pushing me to my back, using only his lips as he controlled my moves. His knees parted my thighs as our skin came with full contact. “Avery, I love you so much” I nodded as I felt the same feeling “I missed you so much baby, I thought you would never come back. I couldn't live without you.”

             
I never answered him, as I pulled his lips against mine. His tongue slipped between our lips and forced into my mouth. Entwining with mine, he was moaning with pleasure as his hard erection pressed against my swollen, already pleased but wanting more, entrance. He crawled over me, without pulling apart. My hands gripped at his flexing biceps. Our breaths were matching as we fought our lips, unable to meet anymore. I screamed his name as he did mine. As he caught his breath, his lips made love to my ears as he lowed his mouth against my neck. Murmuring that same song he had wrote and sang earlier. Except this time, the story of the song continued. It was the end of our story. The story that he wasn't sure whether or not would continue, but he had wrote it with belief. Everything was going to be okay, we were together.