Erica is sitting at the little table,last nights bottle of everclear in front of her. She is still dressed in her hello kitty tank top and pajama bottoms. Hearing Natalya knock,she sighs and gets up to open the door. Seeing Natalya perks her right up...until she remembers why she is here.
". Hi natyca- Natalya." She says sadly,opening the door so she may enter.

Erica bites her lip nervously when Natalya enters without even looking at her. This could go very badly. " it is...good seeing you. " Erica states awkwardly. " please sit." She gestures to one of the small,yet cozy recliners on the bus.

Erica sits on the couch opposite of Natalya. She wants to run and hug her,but knows she can't. "So....is it someone else?" Erica asks bluntly,nodding towards the phone Natalya's holding.

Erica jumps up and grabs Natalya's hand. "Please! Don't go,natycakes. Please." Erica pleads,her own eyes starting to tear. " I am sorry....I just don't understand why you didn't want to be around me. What else was I supposed to think? I read your tweet about cheating and I did not know what else to make of it." Erica says,running the words together.

Erica slowly puts her hand back at her side,very hurt. She never expected Natalya to jerk away. Erica looks to the floor. "I cannot change what I did with Nichole. I feel like shit everytime you bring it up....my heart tells me you would never do that to me. But why didnt you want to come with me?"

Erica bites her lip,hating to see her wife hurt. " the tour wasnt a secret,Natalya. I even put it up on the refrigerator. I wasnt trying to sneak away,I honestly thought you were with us. I promise you i cried myself to sleep everynight,natalya. i really did think you left me."Erica folds her arms. " I guess none of that matters,because apparently I'm a crazy bitch." She says softly. "For the record, I have been with nobody but you since that day. " she adds in a whisper.

If there is one thing Erica hates,it's being laughed at when she is not trying to be funny. " I put it there to remind you. I assumed you knew from the promo tweets and rehearsals. " she says Icily. She softens slightly at Natalya's suggestion she is a bad wife. " nats... You are a wonderful wife and you know it. I only thought you had someone else because you didnt want to come with me. You did not even contact me over twitter or anything. " Erica cries. " I was so lonely and had to rationalize it."

When Natalya starts to yell,Erica instantly becomes far more meek. " I...you are right. I should have asked you to come a long. You are always with me,so thought it only natural you would come along on the tour." Erica stares at her own shoes.wishing she could crawl under them so nobody can see her defeated. " Natalya...I did not want to blame myself for you not coming..it was easier to think you could be cheating on me. I know you always put me first.always." Erica admits,thinking back to a fight she had with Nichole,and Nichole claiming Erica's sweetness was just a front. This makes her cry even harder.

Erica watches Natalya pace and rant. " Natalya....you are perfect. There is not a malicious bone in your body. You are better than I deserve." Erica says softly. Everything Natalya is saying is correct,and it hurts to hear her say it.Erica wraps her arms around herself and lets the tears run down her face. " I did not call you,because I did not want to upset you. When I did not hear from you....I ...thought you hated me." Erica looks up and watches Natalya belly. She shakes her head,thinking about their child having of hear this.

Erica gets up and slowly walks over to Natalya. She kneels in front of her and gingerly puts her hands atop nats knees. "Natalya. I love you dearly. I can't be without you...I just can't." She shakes her head,as If to shake the thought out of her head. " we....I have serious communication issues it would seem. First at the hospital,and now this. " she sighs,her voice hoarse from sobbing. " please...stay with me,Natalya." She says in a very scared voice.