Rich glared at Marie as she passed him. When she got out the door, he slammed it in her face. That's when he saw the hole and wondered what the hell had happened while he was gone. Could he not trust Martin and Diane alone at all?! He turned to Diane with angry eyes.<br/><br/>"What the hell were you thinking?!"<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, I-"<br/><br/>Diane started to say. She had never seen Rich so angry before. In all the time she had known him, she had seen him angry, but not this angry. And never directed at her. Rich didn't let her finish her sentence.<br/><br/>"You're 'sorry'...Sorry?! Fucking hell, Diane, do you have any idea what will happen to us if people find about your face?! What they'll say about Martin?!"<br/><br/>"I wasn't-"<br/><br/>"Yeah! You weren't fucking thinking. I have worked very hard to craft this perfect life for you and him. Now some old bitch could throw it all away! Why was she in here?!"<br/><br/>"She brought me some food....I was hungry. I-"<br/><br/>"Hungry?! You were hungry..."<br/><br/>Rich said and saw the plate sitting on the table. He picked it up and yelled.<br/><br/>"You should have fucking starved!"<br/><br/>He threw the dinner plate against the wall, it shattered on impact. Diane moved back, trying to make herself smaller.<br/><br/>"Rich, please-"<br/><br/>Diane was going to beg Rich to calm down, not that it was going to work.<br/><br/>"Who else saw you?!"<br/><br/>"I...just a chambermaid...She didn't speak English, though. Only French."<br/><br/>Diane offered, not telling him that Paul and Shane had also saw her face. Or that both men had begged her not to go back to her room. Rich was already angry, no need to add more fuel to that fire.<br/><br/>"They can spread rumors about Martin in French!"<br/><br/>Rich replied, flexing his hands to prevent them from forming into fists. Diane was such a stupid bitch! She just had to be fucking hungry and try to ruin everything he had worked so hard to build! He worked hard making sure Martin Hayes had the perfect public image and two French bitches could ruin it all!<br/><br/>"I want to strangle you so badly right now. But I can't because they'll think Martin did that too!"<br/><br/>Rich yelled at her. Diane swallowed hard.<br/><br/>"Rich, I-"<br/><br/>"Just shut up...Where the hell is Martin?"<br/><br/>"I....I don't know...He's been gone for a while."<br/><br/>Diane replied honestly and Rich cursed in reply.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>How Martin would have loved to live the type of life Pierre did in France. To be free to be what you truly were and not be afraid of the backlash. Unfortunately, America didn't work like that. Martin Hayes was an all American guy and to be an All American guy, you were supposed to want women.  At least pretend you did, anyway. Martin had worked too hard to get where he was to throw it all away. He didn't want to give up his career or the success that came with it.<br/><br/>Martin was sure that Rich or Diane would be none the wiser of where he had been. He'd just saying he had been chatting with a fan. Giving acting advice...Yeah, that story might work.<br/><br/>"You too. Bye."<br/><br/>Martin replied to Pierre, stepping out of the room. He planned to not see Pierre again. Once had been enough, he told himself. He couldn't keep doing this. Giving into those impulses in the past, is how he got stuck with Diane. Of course, he had no idea his agent was screaming at his wife right now either.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>Paul hadn't meant to embarrass Colette. It was just he hadn't expected her to come. He knew she had nothing to do with the note, from her reaction to it. He sighed to her.<br/><br/>~"Where I come from...It would be heavily looked down upon, to say the least. And yes, I do know someone who would do this. But I don't think Rich Porter, Martin's agent, sent it. It would harm his interests too, if my secret came out."~<br/><br/>This was a Rich move but Paul knew Rich wouldn't do that. Paul's secret was also his golden boy's secret. Rich would never do anything to destroy the perfect image he had created for Martin. He thought a moment and added.<br/><br/>~"Actually....I will tell you. I know we haven't know each other long, but I consider you a friend already. I....I wasn't just Martin's bodyguard. He and I....I thought were in love but he used me."~<br/><br/>He wondered how Colette would react to knowing he was gay. He cared about her, as a friend, and wanted her to know the truth. It sucked having to lie about who you were to the world.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>Shane had no idea what was going on in the hotel. If he did, he might have thought twice about having dinner with Marie. But he didn't and he needed advice. He didn't realize how alone he felt until he had seen Diane's face and realized he had no one to talk to about it. To give him advice on what to do. He wasn't sure why, but Marie reminded him of his grandma. He thought he could trust her. She seemed so nice and kind. He wore his nicest outfit, it wouldn't totally embarrass Marie. Even if his clothing wasn't as nice or as expensive as the rest of the hotel's guests' wardrobes. He headed to the restaurant she had named to meet at.<br/><br/>When Shane saw Marie, he smiled.<br/><br/>"Thanks for coming."