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***RECAP: AJ shut the door, and leaned against the wall of his front hall. His hands shook with fear and sadness, and the tears that had been lingering in his eyes finally fell in a silent stream down his cheeks. He sniffed loudly, as the tears continued to fall. "Goddamn it," he sobbed, grabbing on to the wall for support, unable to control himself, "why?"***
Lauren was down, but not out. She paced around her hotel room, thinking of endless ways to try to get the Backstreet Boys back together....but none of them seemed to make any sense. "Come on, Lauren!" she said to herself, trying to make sense of the whole situation, "you gotta think of something!"
She sat down on her bed, as she thought back to earlier that day when she had been at AJ’s house. ‘When there’s one person whose life has been affected negatively by you, and another person who is infatuated with you, it causes conflict,’ AJ had said, and now Lauren couldn’t get it out of her mind.
"What was he talking about?" she said out loud, "what the fuck was he trying to say?!"
She racked her mind, when it hit her like a ton of bricks. "Oh my God," she whispered, as she put all the pieces together in her mind: AJ had fallen for her, and when she had told everyone she was his sister, he was naturally hurt and upset, and that’s what caused AJ to become apathetic and dispassionate....but there was something else that hadn’t made sense up until now. Why would this one thing by itself cause the downfall of a music group and a strong friendship?
It was all becoming clear to her: Nick. Nick was the one that was "infatuated" with her, and it was the missing piece of the puzzle. While AJ was busy crushing on her, Nick was doing the same, and felt awful that he couldn’t share his feelings with anyone. And when she had left Orlando to go back to Toronto, Nick was upset and hurt as well......causing conflict in the group.
"Why didn’t I figure this out before?!" she pondered, her heart becoming weak, "why did it take this long to figure this out? Am I really that blind...?"
So that’s what it came down to: she had had both AJ and Nick in the palms of her hands without even realizing it....and look at what it had caused. "It IS my fault!" she suddenly burst out, standing up, "AJ was right! It was my fault that they broke up......everyone’s problems revolved around me! AJ was upset, Nick was upset, Brian was upset because Nick was upset, Kevin was frustrated, and Howie was caught in the middle! It’s all my fault...."
She trailed off as the realization stabbed her like a knife. "God, it would have been a hell of a lot better if I hadn’t decided to come to Orlando at all....what was I thinking?!" she mused to herself, "did I expect an instant ‘Nuclear Family’? I never wanted to hurt anyone!"
She let out a huge sigh, as she kept on thinking about how much better the lives of these five boys would have been, if she hadn’t decided to grace them all with her presence.
‘I can’t think about that,’ she thought, ‘what’s done is done.’ She had always been a firm believer that certain things happen for a reason, and she was almost certain that her meeting her long lost brother was part of some Devine plan that she couldn’t explain.
"It was fate that brought me here," she reassured herself, picking up the phone, "but now, I’m taking over the role of fate....I’m taking matters into my own hands now...I’m going to get these boys back together."
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"You get points for effort, but it won’t work," Kevin said sourly over the phone. He was the last of the boys that she called, and he wasn’t being any more cooperative than the others. "Kevin," she said sternly, "you must cooperate with me...it’s the only way."
"Welcome to reality," he retorted, equally as stern, "sometimes things don’t always go as planned."
She sighed loudly, well accustomed to this attitude. The four others had been rude and unwilling (including Nick), but somehow she had managed to get them all to meet with her the next morning at their dance studio. Her last mission was to convince Kevin. "Please, Kev," she pleaded, trying not to sound too desperate, "it can only help."
Kevin sighed an equally loud sigh. "I guess," he said, finally giving in, "but I’m just warning you that things aren’t the same...."
"Kevin, I know," she interrupted, "honestly, I’ve seen enough to make me sick....it’s just that I became involved the minute I heard you guys weren’t a group anymore, and now I’m here to stay...that is, until I can fix whatever is broken."
Kevin snickered skeptically. "I know your intentions are good," he said, "but I don’t want you to be too disappointed with the outcome.....it takes a while to get used to, but I think the Backstreet Boys are gone for good."
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