Chương 117: Chapter 117
"I can't tell you." Pearl said. Rhys looked at her, and raised his eyebrow.
"You can't tell me?" He said. "Or you won't tell me?"
"I'm not even sure yet what I'm doing. I have some ideas but nothing in stone yet."
She said.
He still looked unhappy about it but accepted it. For now.
"Let's go home and spend the afternoon and evening together." Rhys said.
"I'm actually going to see the guys for a bit. Band meeting." She said. "I'll be home afterwards."
"Ok" he said. He wasn't stupid. Pearl knew it. B she was still feeling weird about things and needed to talk to Dylan. John did want them to meet, also. They needed to talk about album design and photography and a music video for their single.
"I'll stop and get some things for dinner. I'll cook for you. Sounds good?" Rhys asked.
"Sounds good." She said. He walked her to her Jeep. "We need to get you a new car." Rhys said. "I like this one just fine." She said, tapping the hood.
"Yeah, ok." Rhys rolled his eyes. She drove to Dylan's house and was surprised when she got there. He was doing some renovations to the old house. It was large, Victorian style, but with his grandmother's failing health and death, years of lack of upkeep took a toll.
"Wow...a new porch, new windows, new siding. It looks amazing out there. And in here!" She said to Dylan. He had ripped the carpet up to expose beautiful wood floors throughout and was painting and restoring it to it's original charm.
"It's what I wanted to do for my grandmother. When I got the money, I knew it's what I was supposed to do. It's a beautiful old house, you know?" He said, scratching his head. His hair was growing out again and shaggy. "Come in and sit down." He said. She walked in and followed him into a den off the living room. There were some vintage chairs in there and a small tv. "This is my hang space until the living room is finished." He said. She smiled and sat down.
"So what's up? Why did you want to meet here before we head to John's?" He asked, offering her a beer. She took it and thanked him.
"I'm sorry about yesterday. My outburst and the domestic drama." She said.
"Don't be. I thought it needed to be said. I'm glad you did. And I'm proud of you for how you handled that piece of shit ex boss of yours." He said. "And let me make something clear. I know you're strong. And I know you're brilliant. I have never thought you couldn't take care of yourself. I just want to be here for you. I want to make sure you're protected. There's a big difference." He said, taking a drink of his beer.
"I know. And I appreciate it." She said.
"Ok, so what else is bothering you?" He could tell something else was wrong just by her tone.
"It's Rhys. After he left me in New York the way he did and after he had a chance to handle the Carys situation and didn't... I'm having a hard time trusting him. I know it's not right and I should, but I'm second guessing his character. Who he is. You know?" She knew that Dylan would give it to her straight.
"I've never trusted him. He's not one of us. He had a very different life than we did." Dylan began, "I mean, he's a child actor come movie star. It's not his fault but it's who he is. And I tried to explain that to you. He's always going to have some kind of drama surrounding him. Look at how long celebrity marriages last. Hell, I bet the David drama was much worse because Rhys was in the picture."
Pearl put her head down. She knew it was true, that what he was saying wasn't dishonest or biased.
"But, I also know that he loves you, whatever that actually means to him, and he believes it. And I know that he's made your life better. All of ours, really." He said. "You are married now. And I know you knew what this was all about when you said I do. Having said that, it doesn't mean you need to stay in a situation where you feel you can't trust him. No vow will ever be more important than your well being. If it were me, and my wife felt this way about me, I would want to know." Dylan was right. She needed to talk to him about it.
"Thank you." Pearl said.
"I'll always be here for you. Always." He said.
"So what about you? Are you seeing anyone?" She asked, trying to change the subject.
He laughed.
"What?" She asked.
"Are you serious? No. I'm not seeing anyone. I have no plans to see anyone. It's the last thing I want to do." He said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh come on. Why not?" She asked, laughing and slapping his arm.
He looked at her, directly in her eyes. He wasn't smiling at all. She stopped smiling and looked away.
"You know why." He said. There was a silence between them.
"We should head to John's. I'm always late. I can't bring you down with me." Dylan finally said and they left.
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