That's Where You Take Me

Median sighed as James opened his front door and Christina took the bags that Median had brought with her. She smiled at the girl and James placed a kiss on his wife’s forehead as they took everything up to the guest room. Median sat on the edge of the bed thinking about what had happened at Matt’s that day. Why was she now doubting her self about letting him talk. She lay down on the bed and ten minutes later she was asleep.

Brian stood there a moment after Median left with James and then he sighed. What the hell had just happened. Michelle saw the confusion on Brian’s face, but knew it mirrored on hers and Rowans as well.

“WHAT IN THE FLYING FUCK JUST HAPPENED?” Rowan yelled and almost immediately the rest of the gang was around the house looking from Brian to Rowan to Michelle. Even Alex raised his eyebrow at the look on the trio’s faces. What the hell was with the three of them.

“Uhm… where’d James go?” Matt asked.

“To take Median to the airport…” Brian said and took the obviously fresh beer out of Zacky’s hand and downed it.

“Hey that’s mine…was mine…”

“Babe, uhm, he needs it more than you do right now.” Frankee said as she wrapped her arm around Zack. He shook his head and watched as his friend too the beer that Matt offered up and drank that one up too. Michelle shook her head as Alex wrapped his arms around her. She leaned back against him and he kissed the top of her head. Matt ignored that and shook his head. He wrapped Rowan in his arms and Brian looked from each couple to the next and wanted to scream. He shook his head and told Matt he was crashing in a guest room.

Brian walked upstairs and slammed into the first guest room and crashed on the bed. He moved when he realized that he was laying on something. He sat up and pulled the shirt out from under him. He looked at it for a moment. It was her black tank top with neon green and orange letter declaring ‘Love, Peace, & Rock N’ Roll’ . Brian remembered the first time she had worn it. The party at Zacks. He let out a groan of annoyance and frustration he barely knew her what the hell was wrong with him. He barely fucking knew her. A few moments later he was passed out and the shirt was flung angrily across the room.

An hour later Matt opened the door and checked on Brian. He shook his head. Not only was the man asleep, well passed out, he was in the room that median had been using. Matt glanced across the room and noticed a black tank top and rolled his eyes. She’d forgotten a shirt. He sighed and closed the door.

“Matt baby, what were you doing in Median’s room?” Rowan asked her fiancé.

“Brian’s asleep in her room, well more like passed out.”

“What? Oh… poor guy he really is hung up on her…”

“Ro… be nice baby.”

“Gonna make me?” she asked grinning.

“Want me to?” Matt asked smirking.

“I’d like to see you try…” And Rowan darted off up the hall way and turned grinning at Matt. He raised an eyebrow at her and smiled. He loved when she was playful.

James and Christina watched as Median sat staring at nothing in the living room and sighed. Something had to be done. Christina had ordered pizzas and Median had said she wasn’t sure if she was going to eat or not. She had lied to them and now she didn’t know what to do. Maybe she should’ve listened to what Brian had to say. She sighed and picked herself up and walked upstairs a hand resting on her flat stomach. She pulled her phone out and figured she’d try and call Alex, see what he was up too.

“Hey sis”

“Alex, oh thank god.”

“What’s wrong Median?”

“Nothing”

“Don’t give me that bullshit, you haven’t called me in a month.”

“I was out of town and busy…”

“No excuse for Christ sakes Median, I’m your brother.”

“Is that supposed to mean something right now, because to be honost with you I don’t want to talk to anyone out there.”

“You know moving to Long Beach has turned you into a bitch.”

“Alex..”

“Maybe you should call Brian and talk to him.”

“Why the fuck would I wanna call that mother fucking bastard. He’s the reason I’m pissed off.”

“You haven’t’ talked to Brian in months, not since mom and dad sold the farm.”

“Oh ha you meant that Brian…”

“Uhm only Brian we know…”

“Uhm no actually its.. You know what I guess I really am coming to Montana…I’ll see you in a few days.”

“Uhm… okay…” and when Median hung up the phone she sighed as she walked back downstairs and looked at the couple sitting on the couch.

“Uhm, change of plans I’m going to Montana.”