|Blue Siofra (blue_siofra) wrote in butterfly_fics,|
@ 2008-12-30 03:19:00
|Entry tags:||!-all fics, *rating: pg-13, +length: novella, -fandom: nsync, =i'll never stop, ^jc/lita, ^lance/bethany, bethany (ofc), lance bass, lita (ofc)|
I'll Never Stop (4/6)
Title: I'll Never Stop (4/6)
Characters: Lance Bass/Ofc, Jc/Ofc, Rest of *N Sync
Summary: Lance meets a woman and everything changes.
“Hi Mom. Hi Dad.” I manage to say. They just sat and looked at me.
“Hi Bethany.” Mom finally said. Lance came in behind me and gave me a nudge. I sat down across from them. Dad cleared his throat.
“Well, this James here seems like a nice young man. He was nice enough to take us on a tour of the town after we got here this afternoon. What he wouldn’t tell us was what he was doing in this house when we got here. He said that you should be the one to tell us.” Dad said. I felt Lance’s hand find mine under the table. I took a deep breath and sighed.
“Lance lives here. So does Nicole, Becky, Savannah, Chris, Joey, Jc and Justin,“ I paused here before going on, “Jc is Lita’s fiancée, and Lance is mine. And also, Lance and I are having a baby so we asked our closest friends to move in with us so they could help us.“ I said in one long breath.
It took a few minutes for everything to soak in. Mom’s face paled, and Dad’s reddened.
“James is your what?” Mom asked. Dad went the other way.
“Baby? I thought you were saving yourself for marriage!” he practically yelled. The shouting made Lita and Jc come running in from the kitchen. Lita saw who was there and her eyes widened and she grabbed Jc’s arm and dragged him back into the kitchen, ignoring his protests. In the silence that followed Dad’s statement, I could hear her explaining what was going on to Jc. Mom finally started to get the color back in her face.
“How long did you know each other before you got engaged?” she asked quietly, with a lot of disappointment in her voice.
I looked at Lance before I answered.
“Four days.” This statement was greeted by more shouting. This time it was both parents.
“DO YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS THAT COULD BE? WHAT IF HE’S AN AXE MURDERER?” I shrunk back into my seat and looked up at my parents.
“Dad, he’s not an axe murderer. He’s a freakin’ pop star. The point is, we love each other, we’re getting married, and we’re having a baby.” I get up and leave the room and head to our bedroom. I slammed the door and sat on the bed and let the tears come. I hated when I had to talk to my parents. They always, without fail, made me feel like I was thirteen years old again, asking if I could go see a PG-13 movie or something. After a few minutes, Lance came in and sat down on the bed next to me. He put his arms around me and just held me while I tried to calm myself down.
“Shhh. Bethany. It’ll be alright. So your parents are a bit shocked, but I still love you, and we’re going to get married, and our baby will be the most beautiful in the world, and everything will work out.” he murmured into my ear as he gently rocked me back and forth. I finally settled down enough to talk.
“It’s just, every time I have to talk to them I feel like I’m a teen again. They’re just so…cold. It’s like they want me to leave you, get an abortion and be miserable the rest of my life.” I managed between sobs. Lance couldn’t come up with something to say to that, so he just held me as I cried myself to exhaustion.
Lance called me in sick the next morning, and by the time I ventured downstairs, my parents had left. In fact, I was the only one home. The guys had an interview that morning, and a CD signing that afternoon. I sighed as I poured myself some cereal. Just as I was about to take the first bite, the phone rang. I decided to let the machine get it, but I jumped up and ran to the machine when I heard the message. It was Johnny, the guy’s manager, saying that they were nominated for some award, and I was just so happy about it that I let out a long scream and grabbed the phone and called Lance. I got his voicemail and left him a message to call me back, and then went to finish my breakfast. Lance called back about a half hour later, and I told him the news. He told the others about it, and I heard them talking about it. I smiled as Lance told me how much he loved me, and we hung up.
After I took a shower, I curled up on the couch and started looking through a baby name book, and then watched some movie that was on TV. I could have, and probably should have been doing some household chores, but I wasn’t in the mood for it. Late in the afternoon, a thought struck me. I knew that I would have to talk to Lance about us. I got up from my nest and made dinner as everyone started to come home. When dinner was ready, I pulled Lance aside and took him outside with our dinners.
“What are we going to do about us?” I asked when we were about halfway done.
“What do you mean?” he said, his mouth still half full.
“Well, it’s been easy so far, to keep quiet about us, as I haven’t been anywhere important with you guys. But going to this award show, well, people aren’t stupid. They’re going to figure something out.” I said, pushing my food around on the plate with my fork. Lance finished his mouthful and looked at me.
“So we’ll go public then. No biggie.” he said. I stared at him, my mouth agape. He’s so awesome. He didn’t care what people thought of him, of me, of us. He simplified everything.
By the end of the night, it seemed as everyone was going to the award show. Everyone that is, except Becky.
“Tell me again why you haven’t asked her.”
“Why do you care?”
“Because she’s one of my best friends, and she’s the only one of us that is not going to the award show. I’ve known her since I was five. It hurts me to see her so upset over this.”
Justin sat down on his bed and looked at his fingers.
“She’s cool and everything, but…”
“She’s so controlling. She wants to know what I’m doing all the time, and it’s like she doesn’t trust me. I can’t stand that. I need SOME space.”
I unfolded my arms and sat next to Justin on the bed. He turned and looked at me.
“Life’s been hard on her. Give her some time, she’ll come around.”
“I’m sure of it.” I said. I smiled at Justin. He smiled back at me.
“Thanks, Bethany. I can see what Lance sees in you. You really care about your friends.”
“Thanks.” I said as I stood up. I was at the door when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned to see what Justin wanted and was met by his mouth on mine. When I felt his tongue trying to get into my mouth, I was finally able to pull away.
“Justin! What are you doing? I love Lance. I’m engaged to Lance…”
Justin didn’t seem to pay me any attention. He leaned his head forward so that it was resting on my shoulder.
“Fuck Lance. I love you.” he whispers. I somehow manage to get out of his grip and get into my bedroom.
“..and then he kissed me…” I stopped as my sobs came back. Lance rubbed my back. Once I could, I continued.
“Then he told me that he loved me.” I heard Lance suck in a breath. I look up at him though my tears.
“What are we going to do about it?” I ask him. Lance just stared off into the distance and shook his head. We were just sitting there, trying to figure out what to do, when there was a loud noise from down the hall. Lance jumped up and looked out the doorway. When he took off running towards the direction of Justin’s bedroom, I got up and followed.
The door to Justin’s room was closed, but you could still hear what was going on inside it.
“YOU KISSED HER!! YOU KISSED MY BEST FRIEND!!” We heard Becky’s voice yelling, then the sound of something hitting the wall.
“WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, YOU CONTROLLING SON OF A BIOCTH?” Justin yelled back. I looked at Lance, wide eyed. That was not something you would yell at Becky and get away with. I cringed as the sound of breaking glass came through the door.
Lance reached out to knock on the door, when it was pulled open. Becky pushed past us, and everyone else that had arrived behind us. Lance looked at me, then went in to see if Justin was alright, while I went after Becky.
I found Becky out front, in her car, but she wasn’t going anywhere. She was sitting in the driver’s seat and was crying. I rapped on the window, and she looked up and saw that it was me, and flipped me the finger. I started pleading with her when Savannah and Amelita showed up behind me.
“Let me try.” Savannah whispered into my ear. Lita took my arm and lead me back into the house and sat me down at the kitchen table and made me some tea.
“What happened there?” she asked quietly. I took a sip of the tea and explained what had happened, and when I finished with what I knew, Lita sat in a stunned silence.
“Well, I guess something had to give.” she said. I shrugged. Savannah came in with Becky in tow. She sat down with us.
“Sorry.” she said. I looked at her.
“I was just walking by, and I heard you and Lance talking. When you said Justin’s name, I stopped and listened, I knew I shouldn’t have, but I did.”
I smiled at her.
“It’s alright. We wouldn’t have told you that way, but we probably would have told you.” Becky looked at me with tears in her eyes.
“You are the best friend I could ask for. Thank you. I’ll make this situation easier. I’m going to move out.”
“You don’t have to.”
“It’s for the best. I’ll move out as soon as I can. Thanks for letting me live here, it’s been really fun.”
I slowly turned from where I was standing at the end of the driveway and put my hand on my now expanding at the speed of sound abdomen, and headed back into the house. Becky had just pulled out with the end of her things in her car. We were flying out to where the award show was being held in three days. I had a doctor appointment the next day, and then we were going to go dress shopping. I met Lance at the front door. He gave me a hug.
The next day, we listened to the heart beat, and they even did an ultra sound, and our baby was a little moving blur on a monitor. It was an amazing sight, to see a new human being within someone else. When we left the doctor’s office, weighed down with pictures of the baby, we headed to a department store, and had a ball choosing a dress for me to wear. We decided on a black dress with an empire waist line, but also had draping material in the front, so even I couldn’t tell that I was pregnant. We got some black flat shoes to go with it, and we headed home.
“You must be Johnny.” I said, letting him in. Johnny was going with us to the award show, and he figured he might as well meet us. Once he was in the living room, I called up the stairs and towards the back door. I turned to Johnny.
“I’m Bethany, Lance’s fiancée.” I said, extending my hand to shake his. As we shook hands, we heard voices. I turned to see Lance and Justin coming down the stairs, whispering to each other. Jc and Lita appeared, followed by Chris, Nicole, Joey and Savannah. I took the time to introduce everyone. It didn’t take to long to get to know him, and he seemed to like us. I could tell that everything would go smoothly.