Chapter Fourteen - I need a little time

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Alena    We were all hanging out in the green room, as Ryker was waiting to on stage. The support acts were on at the moment. I was sitting, snuggled into Ryker.    “Hey, can I talk to you both?” Natalie asked, coming over.    We nodded, and the three of us headed to the other side of the room, away from everyone else.    “Everything OK?” Ryker asked.   “We have found where your dad is,” She said, “We are still not sure if it is him,” She added.    “Where is he?” Ryker asked.    “L.A, he has been for the last few years,” Natalie said, “He was in jail for five years, not long after you ran away. I don’t know what for,” She added.    “He is living in L.A?” Ryker asked, surprised.    “Yes. I am not sure where,” She said.    Ryker sighed and ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head.    “So, there is a chance that he knows where I am and has been watching me?” He spoke.    “Possibly, has the person been in touch, again?” She asked.    “No, not yet,” Ryker said, “Maybe it was someone messing with me because if they were serious, I would think they would have been back in touch by now,” He added.    “Maybe, but either way, try not to think about it, OK?” Natalie said.    “I will try,” Ryker said with a smile.    “Good, now get your ass moving, you are due on stage soon,” She laughed.    “Yes, mam,” Ryker laughed.    “Right let’s get ourselves organised,” Ryker said, clapping his hands at everyone.    He can be so bossy at times, but everyone just laughed at him for it.    “And you too, Miss Alena,” He said, slapping my ass.    “Yes, Sir,” I giggled, slapping his ass back.    “You two are gross,” Peri laughed, shaking her head.    “I know,” Ryker smirked, “Now come on everyone, we need to go,” He added.    We all headed out. The band would need to go on first, once the support acts finish. Ryker pulled me close, stealing kisses from me for a little while until I had to head out front to get myself set up for the night. I was excited to see how the fans here respond to them. Ryker said they are a little calmer than back home.    I made sure I had everything I needed and got into my starting position. I snapped a couple of photos of the support band, even though they had their own photographer.    A few of the fans came over to say hello. Thankfully they spoke English because my French isn’t the best, but they were all lovely, a couple wanting a photo with me. I still can’t get my head around when the fans do that, want pictures with me. It was all still a little strange for me, but I found their support of me, of my relationship with Ryker incredible. It makes me forget those assholes who aren’t so happy about Ryker and I being together.    I chatted with a group of girls until it was time to get to work. I got them to record a video message for Ryker, which they were all thrilled with. I like doing that, Ryker has no clue that I do it, but he will find out at the end of the tour. It was my surprise to him. I knew he would love it.                                             *** The show had come to an end, and everyone had headed off stage. I was saying goodbye to a couple of fans before heading to join everyone. The show was incredible. The fans were amazing. Ryker even managed to speak some French to them which they loved.   I made my way to the green room. I saw Ryker and Natalie talking outside, and it looked serious. I made my way to them.    “What happened?” I asked worriedly.   Ryker showed me a text message, the same number from before.    That girlfriend of yours is beautiful. How you got someone like that I will never know, you were always worthless. And don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about my money. I will let you enjoy Paris. I will be in touch soon.    I had to re-read it a few times. It scared me that whoever it was now talking about me too. I looked up at Ryker, and the anger was apparent in his eyes.    “It is my so-called father. I don’t even doubt that now,” He said, “He was always making sure I knew how worthless I was,” He added.    I wanted to kill his so-called father. It was enough for him to ruin Ryker’s life when he was younger, he needs to do it now too?    “Ryker, I am so sorry, my love,” I said, hugging him.    “He can do and say what the hell he wants to me, but bringing you into it, that is him over-stepping a line I will not let him,” He hissed, “I will pay him whatever he wants, as long as he stays the hell away,” He added.    “Ryker, that isn’t a good idea because if you give him once, he will keep coming back,” Natalie said.    “What the f**k else do you expect me to do? Sit back and do nothing,” Ryker snapped, and stormed off, “I need a damn drink,” He added as he walked away.    Natalie sighed, running her fingers through her hair.    “I need to find another way to make this stop,” She said, “Excuse me,” She added, heading off.    I went after Ryker, but the time I did, he was nowhere in sight. I headed into the green room to see if anyone had seen him, but they said no. I grabbed my phone, calling him, but it just rang out. I was worried in case he fell into back habits to help stop him feeling. I don’t want him going backwards because of that bastard! I tried again, still nothing. I hung up, and then a text came through from him.    Hey, my love. I need a little to myself and think things through. I will get you back at the hotel, OK. I love you X    Alena: Please don’t drink too much, baby. Yes, I will see you back there when you are ready to come back. I am right here when you need me. I love you too X    Ryker: I won’t promise. I know, I will be back soon. See you soon X    Alena: OK, my love. See you soon X    I left it at that. I understood he needed some time alone. I believe him when he promised he wouldn’t drink too much. I wouldn’t stop worrying, though until he gets back.    I hated he was going through this, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I can only hope Natalie and the team can come up with the best solution. I get Natalie’s point, about him keep coming back for more, but at the end of the day, this is a decision that Ryker needs to make.    I wish his father would go to hell! Ryker seems sure it is him. Who does something like to their own flesh and blood? A coward that is who. The world is full of assholes, and he is one of the biggest for doing this to his son.    All I can do is be there for Ryker, and hope that is enough to keep him on the right path. 
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