Chapter Twenty One #3
Taking his sister by the arm he dragged her away from the front door over to a darker section of the porch.
“I’m so pissed at you right now,” he growled letting go of her arm.
“Do you know what your little confession had done to me? Nicey was watching that damn awards show and she dumped me because of your stupid comments.”
Cindy stared back at him like wasn’t caring about any of the words coming out of his mouth. “What’s the big deal?’ She snickered. “You found her. I’m pretty sure another one will come along that you can date. A pretty woman isn’t hard to find.”
He couldn’t believe it…yes he could believe it. Cindy had been a selfish and needy little girl, so why would she grow up to have those same traits as a grown woman. She wasn’t upset at all the Nicey might be out of his life forever.
“Nicey, is more than a pretty woman to me. She’s the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with, but you don’t give a damn about that. All you want to do is stay single and be at your beck and call.”
“That isn’t true. I do want you to be happy,” Cindy denied. “But how can you be in love with a woman that you have only known for a few weeks.”
Spencer ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to calm down his temper.
Like always Cindy didn’t want to hear what he had to say.
“I’m in love with her. It doesn’t matter I haven’t know her that long.
The first time I kissed her I knew she was the one and now I might have lost all of that because of the shit you said on television. ”
Not wanting to take the entire blame for the situation Cindy continued to lash out at him.
“You aren’t going to put this on me. You were the one who lied about your name.
You were the one who lied about your relationship with me.
Shit, Nicey should be thanking me for letting her and the world know what a liar you really are. ”
Spencer paused and truly looked at his sister for the first time. He saw the desperately scared woman that she tried to keep him from the world and all the anger left his body. Cindy wasn’t ever going to find true love if she kept coming down the path that she was.
“Cindy, I love you because you’re my baby sister. But my life isn’t going to stop because I’ve help you take care of yours. I’m in love with Nicey. She’s the person I want to marry and spend the rest of my life with.”
“If you can’t accept the fact you need to grow up and stand on your own two feet that isn’t my problem. I’m not going to spend the rest of my life helping you out of jams with Dexter and other problems you bring into your personal space.”
Bending down he gave his sister a hug and kiss on the cheek. Standing back up he tugged a strand of hair bend her ear, “You need to open your eyes and see those people in your house aren’t your friends. If you were to lose all your fame tomorrow they would be gone.”
“How can you be so sure?” Cindy countered. “You don’t know everything.”
“Take off your binders and look at them. You’ll see I’m telling you the truth,” he exclaimed. “I don’t have time to stand out here and discuss this with you. I need to find Nicey. I’ve to make her understand that I wasn’t using her.”
Spencer gave his sister a squeeze and then hurried down the steps to his car. He was about to open the car door when Cindy’s voice stopped him.
“Spencer, wait a minute,” she yelled.
Twirling back around he glanced back up at her. “Yeah, what is it?”
“I’m sorry about what I said tonight,” Cindy apologized shocking the hell out of him. “I hope that Nicey forgives you and I get the chance to meet her.”
In all times that Cindy had done something wrong involving him she had never apologized and he was staggered she was doing it now. “Thank you. I hope I can too,” he yelled back up at her before he got in the car and drove off.
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Fear knotted deep inside his stomach at the possibility that Nicey was lost to him forever. It had taken him so long to get her out of her shell and now she was probably deeper buried than when he first meet her.
Just thinking about not being able to wake up with her wrapped in his arms shattered him, “I’ve to get her back. She’s my special Valentine. I can’t lose her because my sister is a bitch and doesn’t care about anyone but herself.”
“Damn it to hell,” he shouted slamming his hand against the steering wheel.
He pulled out of Cindy’s drive way and headed towards Nicey’s house, but halfway there he made a U-turn and went back home.
There was no way Nicey would open the door for him at two o’clock in the morning.
Once Spencer got back home inside his house, he went upstairs stripped out of his clothes and then piled them into a chair next to his bed and crawled into bed.
Tonight wasn’t the time to be running over to Nicey’s and demanding that she talk to him. She wasn’t the one at fault he was and he would talk to her tomorrow at Pamper Me.
Despite the fact that he had been an asshole and kept something from her it wasn’t that bad she would actually break up with him. She already agreed to be his Valentine and she couldn’t take that back. He loved her and she loved him. They would work things out.