Chapter Sixteen - The Crooked Truth

Four days.

Wait - make that four and a half days. Four and a half days of no sex. Yes, so drastic don’t you think? So, yes, I got a visitor. Oh not just any visitor. THE visitor. Yes, I’ve started my god damn period, of all fucking times in another country, where there’s no MTV, where people don’t speak English, and I’m having to act all fucking happy and giggly, and sweet as pie with Nick Carter, my worst enemy.

Let’s just say when we’re alone, we’re in our rooms alone.

We’ve gone around Germany and Italy doing promotion, being on MTV Italy, and doing other stuff, and it’s about to drive me insane. I need to have sex like really bad before I kill him. I swear, if I could just get a hold of him, I’d strangle him or either fuck him. I’m not sure which yet. Both would result in some of that tantric sex shit right?

Four days.

Finally my visitor has left for good this month and I can actually get some and everything will be rosy and peachy, but alas, like, we have this big TV show to do called VIVA, and well, we have no time to breathe, much less have sex to get along.

“10 minutes until we go on.” Matt said as Melinda sat there in a chair backstage, playing with the hem of her skirt.

“You know Nick -” Michel started to say in his thick French accent as Nick stood up from the sofa, and walked over to Melinda.

“Is it still on?” Nick whispered in her ear, as she shook her head no, “Gone?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck.”

“Not now god dammit!” Melinda screamed as everybody turned around and looked at her, “Go away.”

“I see the PMS is still here.” Nick said as he walked back over, sitting down beside Michel, “What were you saying?”

“PMS in my country - ” Michel started to say as Nick rolled his eyes, and stood up, walking to the other side of the room.

Melinda and Nick both sat there on the little sofa on the soundstage, watching the host, a German lady, speak in German at the camera, not really knowing what was being said. The translator that talked into the little piece in their ears weren’t relaying the message. The whole audience laughed and Melinda rolled her eyes, looking in the opposite direction of Nick when the host looked at Nick asking a question. Nick looked around and listened as the translator translated the question to him.

Do you two fight like brother and sister since your parents are married?

“Uh, well, our parents aren’t married anymore. They were married for like 3 years in the early 90’s when we were just kids, and so that’s all. We aren’t brother and sister. We have our arguments, you know, but that’s all.” Nick said as Melinda rolled her eyes again and crossed her leg, kicking it back and forth lightly.

“That’s a good over up Carter.” AJ muttered as he sat there in his living room in Los Angeles, watching the show on his satellite with Sarah, “He’s so bullshitting.”

The caller wants to know if Melinda is a Backstreet Boys fan, the translator asked as Nick started to laugh a little and Melinda cut her eyes over to him.

“Yes, I like the Backstreet Boys. Brian’s my favorite.” Melinda said as Nick cracked up laughing and she looked over at him, wanting to smack him when the host started to ask another question.

Nick, what is one fact about Melinda that nobody knows?, the translator asked Nick who started to rub his chin, thinking. Melinda just looked at him with a cold stare.

“One fact about her that nobody knows.” Nick said a he started to laugh, “Well, I could tell how she used to make her New Kids On The Block dolls Joey and Jordan kiss each other. Or I could tell how she’s spoiled and thinks she’s the Princess of Beverly Hills. Oh and she has bad morning breath!”

“What?” Melinda asked, looking in shock as everybody laughed while the translator translated what Nick said for the audience, “You’re so full of -” she started to say as the translator started to ask her a question.

Melinda, what is one fact about Nick that nobody knows?

“Oh, one fact about Nick that nobody knows huh?” Melinda asked as Nick looked over at her, “Well for one, he picks his nose all of the time and eats it. He sounds like a pig laughing and eating, oinking and making a mess -”

“I do not -”

“And his dick is crooked!” Melinda yelled at him as the audience gasped as she looked back over at the host, “There, his dick is crooked.”, she said holding up a finger, showing her how crooked it was.

“WHAT?!?!” AJ screamed as he spit his Sprite all over Sarah as she walked by, “Move woman, holy fuck this is good TV right here!”

“My fucking dick is not crooked!” Nick screamed as the audience laughed, and the host told them that they were going to news, and then a performance, “It’s not!! It’s fucking STRAIGHT!!!”

“Sure.” Melinda said as she looked at him. He grabbed her hand, pulling her off of the sofa, and yanked her through the studio, going to the backstage area, “What the fuck are you doing?”

“What the fuck are you thinking saying that shit on there?!?” Nick yelled as he looked around, opening up a closet door and pushed Melinda in there, following behind her, “You fucking saying that on god damn television.”

“Well excuse the fuck out of me, you shouldn’t have -” Melinda started to say as Nick leaned over, kissing her deeply while pushing her skirt up to her thighs. She moaned when she felt his fingers start to brush back and forth across the front of her panties. She deepened this kiss then, if that was even possible, and his hand moved up the sides, starting to pull them down. Melinda lifted up her ass off of the wall that he was pressing her against, letting him pull them off, as her fingers found the zipper to his blue jeans.

She undid the button and zipper, and he helped her by sliding them down to his knees. He lifted her up against the wall and she wrapped her legs around him and her arms around his neck, holding onto him. Nick slid into her as she picked her legs up a little. Leaning her head back against the wall, he captured her mouth in his again, starting to move in and out of her.

“Where the hell did they go?” Matt asked as him and Andi looked around the VIVA set.

“Probably to kill each other. God they get along like brother and sister.” Andi said as they started walking through the hallways, looking around.

“Hello?”

“Yo Rok, you gotta watch VIVA man. You get that on your satellite right?” AJ asked as he cracked up laughing thinking about it.

“Yeah I think so, why?” Brian asked, “What’s going on? I hate that German translators man.”

“Nick and Melinda are on there. They’re fussing. She said his dick is.. is… is… crooked man.” AJ said, stuttering as he cracked up laughing again.

“Oh god, I guess they need to have sex.” Brian muttered as he started flipping channels on his TV, trying to find VIVA.

“Yeah, and - wait, do WHAT?” AJ yelled out as Brian started to laugh.

Nick and Melinda moved together, a familiar routine by now, knowing each other’s bodies well enough for both of them to receive pleasure. They knew where to kiss and touch each other, and Nick knew when to speed up or slow down. It wasn’t too long before Melinda’s moaning was being quieted by Nick’s tongue, him listening closely to hear when she was getting close.

He had learned how to distinguish between the sounds she was making and how her body was reacting, whether she was close to climaxing or not. He held out, and when he knew she was about there, he kissed and thrust deeper, and then he felt her hands grip his neck tightly, letting himself find his release too.

“They’ve got to be around here somewhere.” Matt said as they started looking in different rooms in the backstage area.

Oh my god!

“What was that?” Andi asked as she looked over at Matt and they continued to look.

“Shhh..” Nick said as he put his hand over her mouth and listened outside of the closet.

Where the hell did they go?

“Shit.” Melinda said as Nick moved her off of the wall, and started to zip his pants back up, “Shit shit shit.”

“Shit.” Nick muttered as Melinda tried to slip her panties back on and almost fell over onto the wall and Nick helped her up, “Shit, we’re fighting.”

“Yes.” Melinda said as she leaned up, kissing him deeply, “Fuck fuck fuck fuck.”

“Yes later, right now we’ve gotta go sing.”

“Right.” Nick said as he looked down making his jeans were fixed correctly and Melinda pushed her skirt back down, fixing her top, “Ready?”

“Right. Yes.” Melinda said as he opened the closet door and peeked outside to see that the hallway was clear.

“Come on.” Nick said as they both walked out of the closet and shut the door back, “Too damn risky around here, but damn couldn’t help it. Crooked dick. Yeah I showed you a crooked dick.”

“Oh shut up for the love of fucking God.”

“You didn’t fuck God. You fucked me.”

“Thank you for distinguishing the two. It’s so hard to tell you a part and -” Melinda started to say when they were about to turn the corner and Matt walked up.

“Where the hell have you two been. It’s time to perform!” Matt yelled as he grabbed both of their hands and started pulling them back into the studio.

“Crooked dick.” Nick muttered as he sat there that night in their hotel suite, “Yeah I’ll show you a crooked dick.”

“Oh would you shut up.” Melinda said as she walked out of her room, pulling her hair in a ponytail, “Don’t fuck with me on television because I will fuck back.”

“Well I don’t like you fucking with me like that.” Nick said as his cell phone rung and he reached over, turning it on, “What?”

“Crooked dick! HA!” Aaron screamed into the phone as Nick cut it off.

“And these fucking phone calls.” Nick said as Melinda started to laugh, “Crooked dick. Crooked dick. Fuck this shit, yo, I’m getting your ass back.”

“Why, what are you gonna say about me?” Melinda asked as Nick looked away, “Oh come on, it was a joke. Nobody thinks I’ve seen your dick.”

“Crooked dick.” Nick muttered as Melinda cracked up laughing.

“Okay fine, when we go back on television, I will confess to the world that your dick is straight as a board. Is that better?”

“Just leave it out of your vocabulary, okay?” Nick asked as Melinda shook her head, “It’s like me talking shit about your fashion style.”, he said as Melinda opened her mouth in shock.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh yes baby girl, I would too.” Nick said, “You dress in the weirdest shit.”

“Shut up.”

“I am not. You go talking about me and my dick, we’ll I talk shit about you.”, he said when his cell phone run again and he turned it on, answering it, “WHAT?!?!”

“Hey there fella, we gotta get a sledge hammer and straighten that thing out for ya?” AJ asked as he started laughing and Nick hung up on him.

“I’ll never live this down. My fucking dick is STRAIGHT!” Nick screamed as Melinda laughed again, “Straight dammit.”

“Yes, okay I told you, I’m sorry.”

“Yeah right.”

“Nick….” Melinda said as she got up out of her chair and went over to the sofa, sitting down next to him, “Your dick is straight. I was joking.”

“It doesn’t believe you.”

“Oh now see, you’re getting freaky.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

“His feelings are hurt.”

“Dick’s don’t have feelings.”

“You don’t have one, you wouldn’t know.” Nick said as Melinda rolled her eyes, leaning her head down to talk to his crotch.

“Listen, like I’m sorry okay?” Melinda said as she sat back up, looking at him, “Happy now?”

“Well we do need to prepare for tomorrow.” Nick said as he wiggled his eyebrows at her and she looked around, “Come on.”

“Okay.” Melinda said as she laughed and he took her hand, pulling her off of the sofa, dragging her into his room and slammed the door.