To Live or to Love
SS by Chris
“Britney would you quit moping around here like a sad little puppy dog and go and do something. You’re driving me nuts with the constant pacing, flipping the TV channels, or flipping through the magazines. You’re not going to be happy by just sitting here. Now get out and do something.” Larry said.
“There is nothing for me to do. The tour doesn’t start for another three weeks, rehearsals are over and done with, I’m tired of working out all the time, and I don’t feel like dancing. So what else is there to do except sit around here and relax?” Britney said back,
Larry said nothing, only continued to work or his papers.
“Exactly,” Britney said picking up the latest issue of US Weekly that was sitting on the table in her suite.
As she looked through the pages she found something that peaked her interest. It was a picture of Justin and his newest flame Cameron. She looked at the pictures carefully. Then she noticed something in the pictures.
“I knew it!” she yelled, causing Larry to spill his coffee that was in his hand all over Britney’s paperwork for her upcoming tour.
“Damnit Britney,” he yelled “Now what did you know,” he said irritated and starting to clean up the mess.
“Look at these pictures,” she said holding up the pictures for Larry to look at. “See look at how he is holding her arm. He doesn’t love her. He is just playing her like he does everybody else.”
Larry watched as Britney continued to study the picture. She just stared at it like it was going to change all of the sudden. Then all of the sudden Britney got up and ran out of the room. Larry knew why, Britney hated to have people see her cry and he knew what all these pictures and girlfriends of Justin’s was doing to her. It was eating her alive, but she wouldn’t allow anybody to help.
About ten minutes later, Britney returned but it was obvious that she had been crying.
“Britney come here,” Larry said moving his papers so that she could sit down next to him.
“Now I know that I’m not your most trusted confidant, but I’m going to give you a piece of advice that my Father gave me a long time ago.”
Britney started to interrupt him, but he silenced her by putting his finger in front of her mouth.
“Just listen. Now I have seen you walking around here over the last few weeks with a look of disappointment in your eyes. I had never seen that look before. You didn’t look to be happy with anything. Usually you’re always happy about something. Now I couldn’t quite figure out what the problem was until a few minutes ago. Your thinking that he is finally moving on with his life without you in it.”
“I am NOT!” she said and started to get up, but he pulled her back down
“Your not? Okay, then what was that ten minutes ago. You were yelling at a magazine. You were all excited because it said that he didn’t love her, but then you let it set back into your pretty little head that he was still moving on without you and then you went off and cried. And don’t tell me you didn’t because your eyes give it away,” he said before she could get the words out of her mouth.
“Now I’m going to place a couple of questions before you and I want you to answer them honestly.”
“Okay,” she said softly
“First question, do you still love him?”
“Yes, with all my heart”
“Okay, second question, Why are you still sitting here and not trying to win him back?”
Britney just looked him.
“It’s not that easy. He was so hurt when we broke up and he said some pretty mean things. Plus, look at him. He looks happy at least. He may not love her, but at least he’s happy. He is living his life,” she said and then she started to cry.
“Britney, you can do two things here. You can continue to live life for what is put in front of you like you have been for the last year and a half, or you can go and get what you love most in this life like you used to do. The choice is yours my dear to live or to love.” he said then he got up and left her on the couch.
Britney sat on the couch and thought about it for about an hour before she got up and said to herself “to love.”