Chapter forty three

"Wtf matt? "
He took his cell, cancelled the call and looked down at his feet. He shuffled a little in the chair as he returned his phone to his pocket.
"well I'm waiting, you better have a fucking good excuse"
"Why, huh, cause your the great jon bon jovi?"
"no matt, cause I've been to hell and back and cause your my brother. That's why."
" We'll you know what I don't have an excuse,.........  I have a reason."
"go ahead I'm listening" inside I didn't know how I was feeling, a whole bag of emotions swept over me, but the one that remained at the forefront was disbelief.
" when this all started, it became a nightmare for me. I watched as your marriage began to crumble. It pained me cause you and D have been my rock. You had the talent, no denying pops good looks, and I guess to me you were my hero."
He paused before carrying on, "then this witch starts to pick you apart, bit by bit, and I watch my brother, my rock unravel before my eyes. Man it killed me seeing that. Then it became pitiful, you went from a strong guy to a wimp, he'll you even fucked off Rich, now that's impressive, so I knew I had to be the one to take her down. So I chatted to her brother Tony, got her number and started texting her, trying to make her believe I would help her bring you down so she could have you."
I listened with cold blood running through my veins, I wanted to scream at matt for what I was hearing, but I stayed quiet and told him to carry on.
" it was simple, she ain't that bright and she started to trust me. I thought if she shared her ideas I could let you know so you could rebuild your life, start again with D, knowing her moves would put you back on top so she could never be a problem again."
I still remained silent. " anyway thing is, she found out my plan and now she's blackmailing me too. That's why she's ringing, she dont want me, she now wants to use me to get to you."
" and is she?"
"no, no I wouldn't bend Jon, your my brother.... She is pretty pissed with me cause I won't play and roll her dice."
"Oh matt, you have rolled more than her dice, no, you have played Russian roulette, and now the bullets in the chamber your sitting here and your hesitating on pulling the trigger."
"What? No its not like that... I"
"save it, I've heard enough. You know if you wanna hand me over to her you will, nothing I can do to stop you, but if you think I'm gonna give you an easy ride to do that, we'll no more. What I've learned now makes perfect sense, you have been the leak, sharing my locations, hotel, he'll you had her and those goons take me away....."
Matt sat next too me, his head down and tears rolled from his eyes, they fell like rain drops into his hands. I just carried on, " you get it that you are responsible for me being here today? You are responsible for my injuries, the man rape? What I can't figure, is how can my blood relative do that to me?"
He said nothing.  I waited and waited but he said nothing else, he just got up from the chair walked through the door and left.
A wave of nausea came over me, I pressed my bell for a nurse.
The door to my room opened, " Hey everything OK?"
I shook my head, " no, could you get me a bowl, I'm feeling sick."
Immediately she got a bowl as my body convulsed to expell the bile from my gut. Finally finished I laid back after taking a sip of water. The nurse, watched over me and took my obs, from perfect to raised, my blood pressure was not 140/90, my temperature was 38, and my heart rate was 99.
She noted it in my chart, she looked at the tray of uneaten food.
" Mr Bongiovi you really need to try and eat, your stomach is empty, if you want to recover you won't without fuel."
I nodded, " thing is I don't like macaroni cheese, or ice cream....."
" What about your sandwich?"
" Yeah, but I don't like rye, I like white."
" so, if I get you the same sandwich on white, will you eat something?"
"I'll try, I promise"
"right let me go see catering, I will return..."
She took the tray and left, leaving me alone with just my thoughts. I could not believe matt had betrayed me. It hurt, more than the beating I'd taken.... The more I replayed our conversation, the more the facts had been there all along only I had been to blind to see it. The loyalty of being brothers was now broken and unrepairable, from now on matt was not my brother, now he like Antonia was the problem, now I was focused I was set on making them both history.