Ten days later:
I wake up to my phone blowing up. I have messages from like fifteen people and links to click on. I groggily click the link, and pictures start appearing.
The pictures I see absolutely break me. Jordan dancing and kissing on Evelyn in a bar. He was all over her.
I start crying, sobbing hard, just as someone knocks on my door. I open the door, and there stands Allison, Sharon, Chris, and Dave.
Sharon and Allison wrap their arms around me, and I just sob uncontrollably. "Why would he do this? With her while I am at home taking care of our kids, his kids.
"I don't know, sweetie. Mom has been trying to call him for a couple of hours," Sharon said.
"From what we read, this happened two days ago when he was in Philidelphia. He didn't say anything to you? Chris asked."
"No, when I talked to him last night, he said he was bored. He had gone out the night before to a bar, had a few drinks and returned to the bus."
"He's an asshole for cheating on you with Evie. At the same time, you are being his wife, staying home, and raising your kids. He goes out and pulls this shit." Dave said, exasperated.
"I just can't believe it. I woke up to my phone going off and saw these."
"Has he tried to call you?" Allison asked.
"No, I don't think so. Either way, I'm not talking to him right now."
"Look, when you don't answer, he will fly in. He's going to come straight here. I have a house that is fully furnished; you and the kids can stay there if you want until you are ready to talk to him," Dave stated.
"Really, Dave?"
"Yes, really. You married my brother, and you are the mother to my niece and nephews. You are family, and we take care of family."
"Thank you. I will need help getting mine and the kid's stuff moved there. I will need to get the power and stuff on."
"Chris and I will get everything you want moved, and power and water are already on in my name. I will also get cable and internet turned on for you."
"Thank you all so much. I really appreciate this. If any of you talked to Jordan, just tell him to stay on tour. Not to bother calling me or coming home because I am no longer here. I will contact him when I am ready to talk. Tell him the is the least he can do after breaking my heart."
Sharon and Allison helped me pack my clothes and the kid's clothes. The guys went and got moving boxes; they loaded all the kid's toys and stuff I needed. They even took the bed in our room and loaded it on the truck. They moved the bed from the guest room he stayed in that one time, and I wrote a letter to Jordan. I laid it down and locked the house up.
Four hours later, we were being driven to the home Dave said I could stay in. The guys unloaded the bed and all the boxes while Sharon and Allison helped unpack. Dave and Chris went to the store to get groceries and dishes. The stuff I would need. I gave them our credit card.
Jordan had been calling me for the last two hours. I finally handed the phone to Sharon.
"Hello."
"Where is Brittney, Sharon?"
"Brittney doesn't want to talk to you, J. She is pissed, and rightfully so."
"I was drunk. I don't even remember seeing Evie. Only the pictures, for all I know they, could be photoshopped. I could have been drugged. I really don't remember much from that night."
"I don't know what to tell you. I will tell you this: she doesn't want to see you or talk to you. She said to stay on tour, and she will talk to you when she is ready. She and the kids aren't at your house. They are safe, but she packed all her stuff. Jordan, you need to give her time."
"She has left me; she moved out without even talking to me? Sharon, I need her."
"Well, you should have thought about that before you stuck your tongue down your exes throat, and lord knows what else you did."
"I woke up alone on my bus. Oh, no, God no."
"What, J?"
"Sharon, I woke up naked. She had to have drugged me or had someone drug me. I can't lose her; she's my wife, damn it."
"Yes, she is J, but you cheated on her while she was at home with your three children. I don't think she is going to forgive you for this. Jordan, I want you to prepare for what may happen."
"No, she can't just leave me. I love her, and she can't take my kids, our kids."
"She can, and she has Jordan; if you push her, she may never forgive you. If you give her the time she needs, then there may be a chance. You didn't see her completely shattered and heartbroken like we did. She is safe, and your kids are safe. That's all I will tell you."
Three weeks later:
Brittney held the phone in her hand and hovered over Jordan's name. It was time they talked, and she told him she wanted a divorce.
She pressed the button, and the phone rang half a ring before Jordan answered, "Brittney, baby."
"Jordan, please don't call me that. I figured it was time I finally called you. I have thought about this long and hard; that's all I have done since I saw those images. The images I can't get out of my head with your tongue down her throat."
"Ba, Brittney, I am so sorry. I went out for a few drinks and don't remember much afterward. I don't even remember seeing Evie except for the photos. I am so sorry, Brittney. I have stopped drinking, so that can't and won't ever happen again. I will do whatever you want; just please forgive me."
"Anything I want?"
"Anything, just name it?"
"Fine, I want a divorce. I will forgive you for breaking my heart and destroying our family if you will sign the divorce papers uncontested."
"Oh, Brittney, please don't divorce me. It was one stupid mistake. Don't ruin our family over a mistake."
"I didn't ruin our family; you did. I have legally separated from you, and I am going in the morning to file the paperwork for the divorce. We will work out your visitation for the kids. I can't see you, so your brothers and sisters agreed to pick up and drop off the kids, at least for right now. I am still too angry and heartbroken."
"Brittney, please don't do this. I am so sorry I made a mistake, but please don't leave me."
"Too late, it's already done. You should have kept your pants up. You cheated on me, and now I am left to pick up the pieces. The entire world saw you cheating on me. We are done, Jordan. I loved you so much, and I always will, but right now, all I feel is hate. Take care of yourself, Jordan. I will make sure my attorney has your tour schedule and can file our divorce when you aren't on the road. Bye, Jordan."
Brit... The phone hung up when she pressed the end button. Now, it was time to move on. She had been cheated on before, and she came out even stronger. She had her book club and her yoga classes. She didn't need the stress of Jordan. She wiped her eyes and went to her room.
