*~*6 Hours Later*~*

"I can't believe you both forgot the photos this morning," Julie complained again to Jon as they pulled up into the car park.

"I know, babe," Jon sighed and apologized for the hundredth time today, "I'm sorry. We can get some now though, right?!" He turned off the car and got out, walking around to open the door for his wife as David's car pulled up behind theirs.

David, at least, looked equally chagrined as he did as Leesha's mouth worked ten to the dozen inside the car. He helped Julie from the car and locked it while they waited for the others to get out.

"Why don't I just ask Jon who Veronica is since you're lying out your nasty Jewish ass?!" Leesha's shrill voice carried over the wind when David opened his door, abruptly silenced when he shut it and started up again when her door opened. "Don't walk away from me, David fucking Rashbaum!"

"Give it a rest, woman," David groaned.

"What's going on?" Julie asked Jon as she watched their friends argue.

"I guess D didn't 'fess up quickly enough to the card we were given this morning," Jon said in a quiet voice to Julie before huffing in frustration and turning around on the others, "Hey! Shut it, you two, huh?"

David shook his head slightly at Jon, warning him not to push Leesha. "I'm telling you...it was just a fan, babe..."

"Take David up to the classroom, honey," Julie said to Jon and halted waiting for Leesha.

"Okay...you know where it is?" Jon kissed Julie's cheek.

"Uh-huh." Julie stopped Leesha as she walked past, "Hey, what's going on, honey? Why has this upset you so much today? Usually, fans like that don't bother you this much."

"Because it's not the first number I found," Leesha confessed when the boys were safely inside the building.

"Really?!" Julie was surprised, she didn't know they were going through so much turmoil. "When did this happen and why haven't you talked to me about it?"

Leesha groaned and looked up to the heavens. "It's humiliating...found the first one maybe a month before Ellie was born. Do you remember the complications I had with her? It was stress and the bullshit he's been putting me through."

"Do I need to 'speak' to him for you?" They pushed through the doors into the school, following in their husband's tracks.

"And have him do what? Lock himself in his studio again? Leave me to handle two kids which he's snorting his Coke and popping pills?"

Julie stopped short. "Wait...he's what? He started that shit again?"

Leesha cursed under her breath and crossed her arms. "For about a year now. Anytime I bring it up, he leaves the house and I don't see him for a day or two."

"And you think he's...what...messing around?"

Leesha nodded and shivered as a breeze blew around them. "I know he is. He's always been a womanizer. I know it's bad but I went through his phone messages. None from women but lots between him and Jon where David told him about the kid's old preschool teacher. I should have thrown him out of the office years ago when he came groveling on his knees and begging for another chance."

Julie's heart sank. Jon? Would Jon cover it up if David was sleeping around? "But if you'd done that, you wouldn't have what you've got now. A beautiful family, regardless of the shit that's going down now. Leave Jon to me. I'll handle him."

"And a husband who relapsed into using drugs again. As if his drinking isn't bad enough," Leesha frowned. "I can't even stand having him touch me now."

"When was the last time you two used your playroom, huh?" Julie asked and hugged Leesha, "Do you want us to take the kids this weekend so you can? Maybe you'll feel better after beating him up a little!"

"Night Ellie was conceived and..." Leesha stopped in her tracks, staring down the hall where David and Jon stood with the tall redhead from earlier.

"What's wro-," Julie asked, then followed Leesha's gaze, "Oh!" They stood and watched the exchange for a moment or two before Julie turned to Leesha and said, "I want you to cast your mind back to the first night we met the boys. Remember that? The attitude you had that night?"

"Do you think that's her?"

"From what Jon told me this morning, yeah."

Leesha turned towards Julie and swept off her hoodie, perked up her boobs and brushed fingers through her hair. "That bitch is done." She walked towards their husbands with an extra wiggle in her ass and hips, chest puffed out to show off her breasts.

"That's my girl!" Julie said to herself, watching with a grin and followed Leesha, slipping into Jon's side.

Leesha wedged herself between David and Veronica, pushing her ass into his crotch, hands on her hips. "I don't believe we've met. Alicia Bryan...Mrs Alicia Bryan, David's wife. And you are?"

"Um..oh, nice to meet you," Veronica looked Leesha up and down then held out her well-manicured hand, "I'm Veronica, Jessica's mother. We introduced ourselves this morning."

"Pleasure," Leesha drawled and swung around to face David, swallowed thickly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Veronica, hello," Julie shook the woman's hand instead, "Is Jessica in kindergarten too?"

The woman chuckled and twirled a few locks of hair around her finger. "Oh goodness, no. Top student in third grade. The teacher says she's a genius. She gets it from me."

"Right... third-grade genius, huh?" Julie quirked her eyebrow and felt Jon holding back a chuckle. "Well, Ronnie, I'll ask you nicely to leave our families in peace, otherwise I'll have no other option than to go to the Principal."

"I'm not bothering anyone," Veronica shrugged. "Am I, Jonny?"

Leesha gasped, "Oh hell no, bitch..."

"Oh, you did not just go there!" Julie bristled and stepped forward, her hands balling up into fists and ready to strike. Jon and David grabbed their wives around their waists and dragged them towards the Kindergarten classroom.

"Retract the claws, kitten," Jon chuckled as Julie flipped Veronica off, over his shoulder.

"Stupid bitch," Julie snarled. "There should be a dress code for parents as well. She might as well have had her boobs out on display. Ugh! Cheap and nasty."

"Good thing I only have eyes for yours, baby," Jon chuckled, "C'mon. Happy face time." He took his wife's hand, kissing her fingers, as they walked into the classroom.

Leesha grumbled and roughly pushed herself from David's grasp. "Cheap and nasty...sounds like your ex," she sneered. "No wonder you kept her number."

"Goddamnit, woman," David grumbled. "I told you I had no intention of calling her."

"Hey, do you still have the card on you?" Julie asked him.

"I ripped it up," Leesha replied with a smirk. "Couldn't risk my husband seeking out temptation...again..."

"Good, coz I was about to do the same," Julie said.

David rolled his eyes and shoved his hands into his jacket pockets. "Fuck...not now. How about I go wait in the car?"

"How about you keep your ass right here where I can see you?" Leesha snapped.

"Shh...now is not the time," Jon growled through clenched teeth, "We're in a goddamn classroom!"

"Momma!" Ethan and Ari shouted together, running to their respective mom. Leesha and Julie dropped to their knees and embraced their children.

"Hey, pumpkin...how was your day?" Julie asked as she squeezed Ari tightly, "I missed you so much today!"

David and Jon stood back to give the wives space to enjoy this moment. Jon smacked David when we saw his friend's eyes glance toward the young teacher.

"Seriously? Not now!" Jon whispered. "She's right there!" Ari ran up to Jon who hoisted his daughter into his arms.

"Daddy! I wasn't scared anymore," she said excitedly.

Jon smiled as she went on to recite all the things they'd done that day. He watched David hoist up Ethan onto his hip and talk about the upcoming show and tell.

"Could you and Uncle Jon come in and show what you do?" Ethan asked, looking over at Ari who smiled back and nodded excitedly.

Jon was about to agree when he saw his wife's darkened face as she returned with Ari's belongings. "What's up, honey?" he asked.

"We'll talk about it at home, Rockstar," she replied and walked ahead a few paces. The Bryans collected Ethan's coat and backpack, leaving with short goodbyes to their friends.

"Let me down, Daddy," Ari said with a pull to his ear, "I want to say goodbye to Shaggy before they go home."

Jon lowered his daughter and watched her race after Ethan then caught up with Julie. "Babe, what's going on?" he asked and grabbed her elbow lightly, leading her towards the exit.

"You knew about David sleeping around, didn't you?" she accused him rhetorically, "And you didn't think to tell me?" She shook off his hand and called for Ari to come back.

"What makes you think I knew about it?"

Julie cocked an eyebrow as her husband. "Besides the fact that he was checking out the teacher? Leesha found messages between you two...he told you all about it!"

"David made me swear not to say anything. He's my brother. I'll take his secrets to the grave," Jon answered, a little more meek than usual. "So what...she's going through his stuff now??"

"You're my husband! We don't keep secrets from each other," she snapped, "What else are you holding out on me, Jon?! Is there something you need to offload to me because I've told you every dark and dirty secret I have?" She helped Ari into her car seat and buckled her daughter in, slamming the door a little harder than required before getting into her seat.

Jon sighed heavily and climbed into the driver's seat, listening to David's Mercedes squealing out of the parking lot. It wasn't until he pulled onto the highway that he said quietly, "The teacher wasn't the first affair nor the last. He fucked her during a parent-teacher conference. You and Leesha were in Atlantic City for a job."

Julie glared at him. "Continue." She turned and made sure Ari was occupied.

Jon's eyes watered as he thought back to waking up from nightmares of that teacher, covered in sweat and panting with anxiety. "He...he didn't tell me about her. I walked in on it. I walked in on them--"

"Anything else?" she snapped.

"On the last tour...After the Amsterdam concert..." Jon's voice trailed off as he merged lanes. "Fuck...I'm sorry..."

"What are you trying to tell me, Jon?" Julie's voice was icy and barely audible.

"He brought back twin sisters who were celebrating their 21st and I'd been drinking a lot at the bar..."

Julie's hand went to her mouth as a sob rose from her throat. "No!" she snarled, "No! You didn't..."

Jon kept his eyes averted and slowly nodded. His voice choked out, "We did. Both of them. Each. I woke up feeling horrible about it the next morning."

"You felt horrible?! Oh god!" Julie cried, "I feel sick... Twenty-one, Jon? That's close to Gabby's and Stephie's age! What the fuck were you thinking? Wait...you were thinking with your dick rather than your head, weren't you? Jesus Christ, Jon!"

"I'm so sorry, baby." He reached over to grasp her hand. "I love you, sweetheart."

"Don't!" Julie snatched her hand back, "Don't you dare touch me!" She turned from her husband and faced the window as the tears fell.

"What are we having for dinner, Mama?" Ari asked from behind her.

Julie cleared her throat, "Um...I don't know yet, babymine. What would you like?" she asked, "How about pizza?"

"Ham and pineapple?" she asked happily and thrust the headphones back over her ears.

"Sure..." Julie sighed unhappily.

Jon's phone beeped but Julie grabbed it. "Who is it?" he asked.

"Your partner in infidelity. Oh..."

"What? What is it?"

"Leesha told him she's leaving him..."

"What?! Why?"

Julie rolled her eyes but didn't answer. Instead, she went back to staring out the window, letting her husband's actions and her best friend's reaction swirl through her mind. She thought they had something special.

Something that would keep the 'Rockstar' buried for good, but obviously the temptation presented to him was too great for him to resist, alcohol or not. Julie dug through her purse for her phone as Jon turned onto their street and pulled up her text messages.

"Got room for two more?" She shot off to Leesha before she could think about it.

Obviously, the Bryans had made it home because Leesha replied quickly with, "Jon too?!"

"Did you know?"

"Not about him. David told me about his other exploits when we got on the highway. Probably figured I wouldn't crash the car with Ethan in it. Said he had a couple of threesomes on tour!! I'm beyond disgusted!"

"What are you doing?" Jon asked.

"Does it matter?" she replied, "You don't seem to have an issue with keeping secrets. I guess I can start hiding things too now, huh?"

"I...I don't know what to do? He's my life...but...I'm not sure how to come back from this..."

Julie whimpered in physical pain as her heart broke just a little bit more.

"There's gonna be plenty of space. You and Ari are welcome to join us. I'll send you the address. Double adjoining suites at the Four Seasons close to the school."

"The kids have only just started school...I can't think right now... I feel sick! Let me think for a bit?"

"Baby...please talk to me?" Jon said, reaching for her hand again, "We need to talk this out. I know I fucked up, Jules..."

"Do. Not. Discuss anymore in front of our daughter," she snarled, "Fucked up does not even come close to covering it. I don't want to speak to you till we get home."

"Let me know. Just please don't tell David or Jon where I'm going..."

"You know I won't...I don't want to have anything to do with your husband at the moment...sorry, love :("

"That makes two of us. I can't believe he had a threesome with twin sisters!"

"Better make that a foursome, honey...X("

"Great! A fourth! Because a man always needs more pussy. Fucker."

"It was Jon! Your degenerate husband offered up two twenty-one-year-olds for their amusement...or did he not let that little snippet drop?"

"No...he neglected that fact. Goddamnit, I need to lay down. Fucking migraine. Let me know if you need to crash with us. I'm packing up our stuff and will text you when we're checked in."

"Will do...I'll bring the booze...we'll drown out the pain..."

"Can we go out for supper and ask Uncle Lema, Auntie and Shaggy too? Food at home is booooring," Ari piped up from the backseat.

"Arielle Caroline!" Jon snapped, "You already agreed to pizza. That's what you're gonna get. Stop being a spoiled brat."

The little girl pouted and crossed her tiny arms across her chest. "Uncle Lema was right! You're a butthole..."

Jon pulled over and slammed on the brakes before he turned to the back seat, "You will go straight to your room, young lady, and you'll miss out on dinner completely!" he shouted.

Ariel's lower lip quivered and alligator tears fell from her bright blue eyes. She turned to curl up in her seat, light sobbing muffled by her jacket.

"Nice one, Jon!" Julie said, sarcasm dripping heavily from her tone, "Were you not happy with breaking my heart that you gotta take it out on your daughter too?"

"Fuck!" he yelled and smashed his hand on the steering wheel, "Ari...honey...babymine, I'm sorry I yelled at you. Please don't cry."

The only answer he got was Ari's sobbing. He hung his head in shame and sped the rest of the way home. Ari didn't wait for them and ran through the garage into the house, slamming the door behind her.

"Jesus Christ...what a cluster fuck," Jon sank his head against the steering wheel as they both sat in the car and the silence gathered ominously around them.

"Did you honestly think," Julie said flatly, "that you wouldn't get found out? That your dirty little secret wouldn't break my heart? That the great Jon Bon Jovi would get away with sleeping with groupies at your age without consequence?"

"Baby-," he started to say before being cut down from one swift glance from Julie, "Jules, I don't know what to say to you to get you to understand how sorry I am. I was outta my head with missing you-"

"So what?!! You sleep with some random whore?!" she yelled, "That's not you missing me Jon! That's you getting your fucking rocks off because there was a willing pussy put in front of you! How many, Jon? How many sluts have you had sex with since we've been married?" Julie was thankful that they were still sitting in the car so that Ari couldn't hear the sordid details but also itching to get away from him as her heart broke.

Jon swallowed the bile rising in his throat, hot and sour. "Three...not including Lema..."

"Three?! What...did you take a turn on that teacher too when you walked in on them?" Jon's silence told her all she needed to know. "So not only did you fuck three whores but you fucked David up the ass too?!"

"Well...either way..."

"I don't fucking care who fucked who!" Julie's voice rose in pitch. "You fucking disgust me, Jon Bongiovi!!" She threw the door open, not caring that it made a sickening thunk against his classic Chevy that it was parked next to, and exited from the car shakily, "Go get your daughter's pizza, asshole, and don't forget the pineapple." She slammed the car door and raced into the house as hot tears streamed down her face.