Chapter 58

She heard music blasting and drug herself from the bed. "Jesus G, can ya get it a bit louder?"

She glanced at the clock, noted the time and groaned. She'd slept the better part of the day away. Standing, she moved out of the bedroom, down the hall only to see Geena at the stove dancing like a dervish to the sounds THEIR music. "What the hell is going on? You are never this chipper the night of a concert."

"We are getting a live stream baby. Its just a couple songs, but hell its better than nothing " Geena grinned. She was feeling good but she'd drank about half a bottle of Pinot so she could handle seeing Jon again. It had only taken a couple of glasses of the wine and their songs blasting for the fan girl in her to escape and she was a loving it " C'mon girl lets dance," Geena said as she yanked her arm to join her in her living room .

She'd picked up Geena's glass of wine, hoping to warm the inner chill, only to spit it out, as she snorted, "They're doing a live feed? They haven't done that in forever!"

"I know! You missed Blood on Blood already." Geena started singing along again, the dancing starting soon after.

Her eyes honed in on the screen then slid a bit to the right of Jon. She didn't want to put a damper on Geena's fun, but watching the man was damn near torture. Clearing her throat she took another sip of wine. So other than this live feed, what else been going on?"

"Nothin." She kept her eyes on the stove. Bri could always see through her plottin if she looked at her. She just couldn't keep a secret, and this one had to stay that way for the effect. Once the show was over she was going to accidently close out the browser so stubborn little Sabrina could get a look at her desktop.

As the second song led seamlessly into the next she felt a glimmer of tears. She could of been there, seen it live, but she'd made a choice. Now it was time to man up, grow up and go back to being a simple fan girl. But god in heaven did she have some memories to sustain her. "Nothing eh? Why don't I believe you?"

"Why don't you believe me? " Geena feigned innocence. "Lets just be fan girls and enjoy." Geena turned away from Bri back to the screen and froze solid as the beginnings of the next song struck a chord in her.

Bri settled into the chair Geena had pulled next to her. She simply couldn't resist watching once the music started, nor could she stop herself from dancing in the chair. It was instinctual, especially when Richie hit his solos. Her eyes were glued to the screen, or on G, who danced more like a funky chicken than a human at times.

"Oh God, he is singing it," Geena screamed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry as she stood frozen. I wish I was his baby.

She tore her eyes from the screen a moment at Geena's scream. "Do what? Of course he's singing a song of his, who would he be singing Motley?"

"No, remember when I said he tweeted for requests? Well one of mine was Born to Be My Baby. And he chose to do it now during the live stream," Geena exclaimed breathlessly.

She started to laugh, "Maybe you'll believe me now." She heard a groan that mimicked hers as the feed finally went dead. "Well shit, they could have forgotten to turn it off."

"I want more damn it!! " Geena continued to stare at the black screen then remembered what she had planned. Sitting down at her laptop she closed out the browser then gasped. "Shit , I didn't mean to do that." Geena feigned frustration as she acted like she was reopening the browser.

It started in her toes and swiftly moved up through her gut straight to her brain. There on Geena's desktop, in nothing but a pair of board shorts, was Richie. He was looking out to sea like he'd lost his best friend. It was just him and the sea to even keep him company. And he was on GEENA's desktop?? She couldn't stop the growl as she looked up, "Where the fuck did you get that?" And why does he look so hurt and lost?

"It was sent to me ," Geena replied pausing for a moment, " From a friend. "

She turned and fought back the jealousy. He wasn't hers, She wasn't his, and besides, any Jovi girl in the world could have..."Who?"

"I'm not allowed to say. Who do you think ? " Geena asked arching her eyebrow.

It couldn't be Richie, he wouldn't be sending those types of pics to 'Geena,could he? "I have no idea really," Her voice was tight with emotion. "Probably something taken years ago though, doubt its recent."

"It's recent trust me, in Maui."

Bri swallowed back the tears, he looked so damned lost."Well bully for you. You've always had good sources."

"He's missing you, can't you see that? "

"Probably beating himself up over being stupid is more like it. Besides, he looks all fine in the other pics." She tried to change the topic, "So he sang your song, and look," She pointed to the twitter screen, "He just did hallelujah too. Bet you'll be hitting the vid pages tomorrow."

"Bri stop it ! He cares for you, don't you think I would give anything for someone to care for me like that? OH woopty do he did my two songs so what? This guy here is actually looking like he rather be anywhere but there." Geena ranted towards her friend, hoping to get through her thick skull with reason.

Her finger brushed along the line of his brow, her voice going quietly intense. "I couldn't let him get so stressed he'd drink again. You think he really misses me? Naaah, but Jon? He's singing your songs.. and Richie just sang that oldie."

Geena rolled her eyes in frustration. "Bri did you forget the lyrics to that oldie? " She turned back to her browser and searched her playlist until she found that song. Grinning she pressed the play button and turned the volumn high.

She listened to the fast paced song and tried to equate it to Richie's voice. "Don't see how hes doin' that one. Its just way fast, he’s usually the slow blusey guy. At least in the last few years."

"If anyone can make it work , Richie can Bri, and you know it."

"I'll believe it when I see it."