Chapter 1 - Comic Con Pt. 1

When Trust Is Betrayed

Summary

When Kristen Stewart & Robert Pattinson left LA to start promoting movies such as Cosmopolis, On The Road and of course the Ultimate Finale Breaking Dawn Part 2, the last thing they were expecting was someone they both trusted to betray them. Follow our Golden Couple as they promote films, find out exciting news and move on with their lives. True Love Can Never Be Broken.

Disclaimer

Don’t have any claim over Rob and Kristen. This fic is strictly something I felt needed to be told. To the true Krisbians and Robsteners I truly hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1 - Comic Con (Part 1)
 
Kristen POV

Over the past five years, Rob and I have had our fair share of promotional junkets; however to us there was no better interview panel than Comic Con, a chance to promote the film that you’ve worked months on.  Being able to provide a preview of any film gave me a thrill, however no film had ever been as highly anticipated as the final instalment of the Twilight Saga. If you’d told me in November 2007 when I won the part I’d not only be the highest paid actress in Hollywood, but be living with the perfect man. Rob. Whenever I thought of him, I couldn’t help but feel butterflies in my stomach. I can still remember the day he came in to audition for the role of Edward Cullen. He was so shy and nervous, without trying I was able to connect with him, and not feel like I had to force the emotions. 

Two months ago Rob and I had officially moved in together, and everything was still cluttered as we tried to find a place to fit everything. We’d been preparing for Comic Con for months, deciding it would be safer to travel to San Diego on a private jet rather than a public flight, it wasn’t that we were against travelling with our fans, so much as the fact it was inevitable that the press would be there, intent on making things difficult for us. I was brought out of my thoughts by the front gate opening. Moving my laptop from its place on my knees, I walked to the window, my heart flipping as Rob walked toward the front door, his cell attached to his ear. No doubt booking the hotel room for San Diego.

Once I’d completely shut down the laptop, I made my way downstairs intent on greeting him as he came through the front door. Just as I reached the bottom step the front door opened. Rob looked tired, not only were we promoting the final instalment, we both had other films to promote at the same time. In only a matter of weeks, Rob would be in NYC to promote the US release of Cosmopolis & I would be in Toronto for the TIFF Festival promoting On The Road. Suddenly I felt Rob snake his arms around my waist, resting his head against my shoulder.

“Are they still parked outside the gates?”

“Mmhm, I don’t think they will be disappearing anytime soon. We could always sneak out the back door. They can’t get any photographs if they can’t see us.”  

“We shouldn’t have to hide, Rob. Let them take the picture; we know they’ll just find a way to print their story anyways. Trust me it would be worse if we tried sneaking away.”

“You’re right as usual.”

“Besides, the only people we should focus on right now is the fans. They’re what matters. When do we have to leave?”

“Actually we should be going. JB and Dean said they’d meet us at the airport. Everything you needed packed done?”

“Yup. Our IPads are in our carryon bags and our cases are by the door.”

“Alright, I’ll go grab them and then we can get going. Do you want to do anything else while we’re in San Diego?”

“Well, you’ll probably want to try your hand at golf; I’m quite happy just spending time at the pool, or shopping. We could go to SeaWorld.”

“Wherever you want to go Kris. I know after Comic Con things are going to be pretty crazy for a while. Cosmopolis junkets in New York start next month.”

“How about we wait until we get there to decide?”

“Sounds like a plan. Which hotel are they placing us in this time?”

“Pacific Terrace Hotel, I think Taylor, Ashlee and Kellan are in the same hotel as us not sure on everyone else.”

“I’m glad Tay will be with us. Wonder why they are giving us separate hotels this time.”

“Who knows? I’ll just be glad when we get there. Then I can relax.”

“Amen to that.”

Fifteen minutes later we were headed outside, Rob holding onto my hand tightly as we braced ourselves for the onslaught of photographers. As much as I love what I do for a living, the one downside for both of us has always been the paparazzi and the way they force themselves on us. They expect us to be someone we aren’t. Every little thing is scrutinised. One fleeting moment magnified and made into something its not.  I was brought out of my thoughts by Rob pulling open the front door and flash bulbs going off from every angle. Pulling Rob’s “Baltimore Orioles baseball cap over my eyes, I rushed to the waiting car, taking comfort in Rob’s touch.

““Hey Rob? Are you and Kristen getting married?”

“How does it feel to finally have your relationship out in the open?”

“Get out of my way! Let us by.”

““Fuck this shit.”

“I could tell Rob was about to snap, he hated the paparazzi and their constant hounding of us, worse than I did. I understood that they needed pictures, but did they have to force themselves on us every day. Clutching onto Rob’s jacket, I finally made it to the car as the driver closed it after me. It didn’t take Rob long to place our suitcases in the trunk, within minutes he was sitting next to me. Suddenly I wished I was in his arms, whenever his arms were securely around me, I could forget about the incessant paparazzi intrusion. I was brought out of my thoughts by Rob’s hand caressing my cheek, leaning into it, I sighed letting my frustrations by shown.

“I know how you feel sweetheart. I hate the way they follow us around.”

“Just once, I’d like to go somewhere and not have to worry about what will end up in the paper’s the next day.”

“All that matters is we’re together. Let them think what they like. As long as we know the truth.”

“I guess you’re right. I’m sorry; I’m just not myself right now.”

“I’ve noticed. Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not sure you’d appreciate what I had to say.”

“Try me. I hate seeing you upset.”

“Remember last year when I was in London filming Snow White and The Hintsman?”

“Of course I do. I missed you like crazy. Berlin promos weren’t the same without you.”

“Things were fine at first. Filming went well; Charlize, Chris and I were gelling together well. Things were perfect.”

“Kristen where are you going with this?”

“Once we started promoting the film, things went bad. We all went to this café after the junkets with Josh. I was sitting in between Charlize and Rupert; he started to… …readjust himself in front of us, looking at me. I brushed it off at first, deciding to stay closer to Chris whenever I had to be near Rupert. Then the London premiere Ruth was helping me change my shoes. “

“And what happened then?”

“Ruth and JB were getting ready for the Red Carpet when Rupert approached me; he got a little too close for comfort.”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“He kept trying to touch me, in the end I had to push him off. I stayed quiet because I didn’t know how to tell you. I was scared.”

“Did he do anything to you?”

“He didn’t go that far. But he kept hovering. By the end of the premiere I felt so uncomfortable.”

“Kris, you should have said something. I’d have been back there as soon as I could.”

“I know that now. You’re not mad at me?”

“Of course I’m not. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Can you remember that picture of Chis, Rupert and me; I’m facing away from him, my elbow blocking him,”

“Yeah, I remember.”

“He has his arm touching my stomach, the smile is on my face but inside all I wanted was for him to leave me alone. It’s the first time I’ve ever thought about leaving a promo tour altogether.”

Before I could say anymore, Rob had unclipped my seatbelt, wrapping his arms around my waist as he brought me closer to his body. Nuzzling my head into his neck, I tried to keep my emotions under control, the last thing I needed was to cry and end up looking a mess by the time the paparazzi hounded us again at LAX. I could feel Rob rubbing soothing circles on my back as his touch managed to calm me down instantly. We stayed like that until we reached LAX Airport; I had never been so relieved to see JB and Dean. The driver had already gotten our cases out of the trunk. Taking another deep breath, I slid out of the car waiting for Rob suddenly spotting the waiting Paparazzi. I’d be glad when we were on the plane at least then I could relax without fear of my picture being in the tabloids the next day.

Rob’s POV

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing when Kristen told me what Rupert Sanders had put her through, I can still remember the day that she got the part, she’d been so excited. I hated that she’d suffered in silence; I could see the fear in her eyes as she finally opened up on what had occurred. As furious as I was with him, I knew I needed to be there for Kris, once I’d managed to calm myself down, I exited the car swiftly moving to Kristen’s side wrapping my arms around her waist. I could feel the tension leave her body at my touch. I could see JB’s questioning look knowing he would eventually want to know what was going on. I’d fill him in later; thankfully, JB and Dean seemed to get the message and started to walk in front of us as they pushed the paparazzi out of the way.

“Kristen, is there any truth to the news you’re going to be in Cali?”

“Rob, Rob, when did you and Kristen move in together? You know the fans will want to know.”

“Is it true you’re writing a script for Kristen?”

“Back off! Let them walk.”

“I hate this.”

“I know Kris; we’ll be on the plane soon. Then we can get some much needed rest.”

“That sounds like heaven.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Fifteen minutes later we were sitting in first class on our way to San Diego. Kristen had her head against my shoulder looking through her IPad, searching for things we could do when we weren’t needed for Comic Con. Suddenly her finger froze on the screen and her wide eyes, gazed into my concerned ones. Whenever she’s come across had upset her. Leaning down I kissed her forehead, feeling her body relax against mine; her sniffles however couldn’t be hidden. My eyes gazed at the screen as I swallowed the lump in my throat as I saw the headline. A fan had been killed whilst waiting in line outside to meet us. My heart went out to the parents as I tried to take in the information. Reaching across the arm rest I closed the flap on the IPad gently placing it back into the carry-on bag pulling Kristen onto my lap holding her close.

“Excuse me, but she should really be in her seat.”

“Can you make an exception just this once? We’ve had some bad news.”

“Of course.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Once the flight attendant had disappeared, it didn’t take long for Kristen to calm down. She looked up at me, smiling. She always managed to take my breath away with just one smile. The remainder of the flight was uneventful; Kristen had been dozing in my arms ever since we had taken off. JB and Dean sat opposite us, Dean seemed occupied with his laptop, JB however knew I wasn’t telling him everything. Looking down at Kristen, I knew he needed to know what she’d told me, taking a deep breath; I looked over at JB nodding slightly to let him know I would explain everything to him.

“What’s going on Rob?”

“Can you remember the London Premiere of Snow White & The Huntsman?”

“How could I not, I can’t remember the last time there was a crowd that big, apart from the Twilight premieres. Why do you ask?”

“Whilst you and Ruth were checking out the security arrangements, Rupert approached her, he wouldn’t leave her alone. I’ve never seen her look so scared when she’s telling me something before. She’s held this in for a long time.”

“I shouldn’t have left her alone.”

“You weren’t to know. What I want to know is how the hell he has been able to pursue her undetected.”

“He’s smart. It sounds like he waited until no one was watching. What does she want to do about it?”

“We haven’t talked about that yet. I know Kristen, she don’t like a fuss being made. Things might be different if it wasn’t for the fact we were constantly hounded by the Paps.”

“Just tell me if you need extra bodyguards I know you two will be parted for a while after this.”

“I think that is the wisest choice for now. Of course you know we prefer to have you and Dean with us.”

“I’ll see what I can do. I know you do. I’ll try and rearrange my schedule. Do you plan to take her to NYC with you when you promote Cosmopolis?”

“Yes. Especially now I know what she’s been through. Are you available to come with us, protect her whilst I’m working?”

“Of course I will. We’re going to land soon. No doubt they’ll want you to get Kristen back into her seat.”

“I know. Is there any way we can get away from the airport without the paps seeing us?”

“I’m sure we can sort something out.”

“Thanks JB.”

“No need to thank me.”

Lifting Kristen off my lap, I gently placed her back into her seat, strapping the belt back around her waist securely. Unfortunately all the movement woke her up. As much as I wanted her to rest I knew it was probably for the best that she was awake as we arrived in San Diego. Fifteen minutes later, we were exiting the plane, Kristen holding onto my hand tightly. Again, JB and Dean went first, somehow managing to keep the paparazzi away from us. I could still see the flashbulbs going off, yet I doubted that they had gotten a good picture of us. For once I really didn’t care; my only priority was making sure Kristen was okay.

It didn’t take long for us to get through arrivals fairly quickly, something I was grateful for. We had a lot to do once we arrived at the hotel. Especially because Summit had arranged for us to meet the fans outside tonight. Once we were exiting the airport, we were ushered into a waiting car. JB sat in the front seat shielding our faces from being snapped, and Dean as usual hopped in the back seat beside me. The sooner we arrived at the hotel the better, not only did I need to reign in my emotions, I hoped I would be able to soothe Kristen’s panic. If there was one thing I hated more than the paparazzi constantly following us it was Kristen being upset. Thankfully, the drive from the airport to the hotel wasn’t very long and it wasn’t long before we were pulling up outside The Pacific Terrace Hotel. The next few days would be stressful for us, however the stress would be taken away the minute we were facing the media. If there was one thing we were good at it was giving the fans the best we had to give.

Kristen POV

Rob and I had been at the hotel for a couple of hours, after we’d unpacked, he made sure to calm me. For one solid hour he’d held me as I released all the bottled up emotions. Once all the tears had dried up, and my breathing had returned to normal, Rob insisted I take a bath to relax. Sometimes I wondered how I got so lucky to find someone like him, he was always thinking about me. I was brought out of my thoughts by warm arms moving around my waist, my head automatically rested against his chest and I sighed with contentment. Looking at the time, I realised we would have to leave our little bubble soon and meet up with the rest of the cast to meet our fans. They made all of this worthwhile.

After pulling my hair into a tight ponytail, and placing my rings on their respective fingers, sliding my bracelet around my wrist, I heard Rob’s footsteps behind me, as he kissed his way down my neck. Leaning into his chest I hummed in contentment as I felt my nerves settle. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my purse knowing it was time to leave. Taking hold of Rob’s hand I stayed close to his side as we met JB and Dean in the lobby. Thankfully, there were little paparazzi as they were no doubt already at the San Diego Convention Centre waiting for the cast to arrive. Unfortunately the drive there didn’t take as long as I’d expected it to, by the time Dean stopped the car, I was a nervous wreck again, however I was determined to get through this without letting him get to me. I could tell Rob wasn’t convinced as he looked into my eyes. Putting on a brave face, I stepped slowly out of the car, keeping my head down as the flash bulbs went off again. Rob was at my side in an instant, leading me into the San Diego Convention Centre. Once we were safely inside I let out the breath I didn’t even realise I’d been holding.

“You okay Kris?”

“I will be. I just hate feeling so weak.”

“You’re not weak; you’re one of the strongest people I know.”

“Don’t feel like it. I’ve spent so long trying to hide what he put me through. Now you know.”

“Did you think I’d leave you?”   

“Honestly the thought had crossed my mind.”

“Kris! I wouldn’t do that. I love you. I’d die for you. When you hurt, I hurt. What has you so scared?”

“I can’t stop the feeling that he’s going to try something, anything to try and tear us apart.”

“He could never take me away from you. I’m yours.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

“Hey look there’s Ashlee and Jackson.”

“And so it begins. Stay close to me please.”

“I will. I promise.”

Staying close to Rob’s side as we met up with Ashlee and Jackson, I slowly felt myself relaxing the longer we were there. I knew as long as I had Rob with me, Rupert couldn’t hurt me any longer. Now he knew it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my chest. As we talked with Ashlee and Jackson, I noticed Nikki and Kellan approaching us. I smiled slightly, part of me wishing that this wasn’t the end of our working together. However at the same time, I was looking forward to promoting On The Road. Having been part of it since the beginning of Twilight, it was good to eventually get it out there for the fans to see. Ever since Rob and I had gone public in Cannes, everything surrounding us had been heightened. For once we were able to be ourselves in public without having to deny our love. I was brought out of my thoughts by Ashlee’s soft voice.

“Kristen, you okay?”

“Yeah, just thinking. Sorry what were you saying?”

“I was just asking if you and Rob wanted to go to dinner with all of us after the meet and greet.”

“Sure why not?”

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Positive, just a busy few months ahead.”

“Oh yea, you and Rob are promoting. You looking forward to them?”

“Sure am. It’s nice to finally show On The Road. It’s been a long time coming.”

“I can imagine. What will you be doing while Rob’s promoting Cosmopolis?”

“I’m going with him. You know how much calmer we are when the other is there. I’m sure you had a hard time keeping him calm last year whilst I was filming.”

“You could say that.”

“Hey! I am here you know.”

“Aww sorry, baby. You know I’m only joking.”

“Good.”

Reaching up I wrapped my arms around his waist kissing his lips gently, deepening it. I felt his arms move from my waist to my ass as I moved closer to him. I could spend the majority of my time kissing Rob. It was one of the many many things I love about him. Finally being free to kiss the man I love in a public place was definitely one the best things to come out of Cannes. I already knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Rob, Cannes just made me want it to happen sooner rather than later. Suddenly I heard someone clearing their throats and reluctantly I pulled away from Rob resting my head against his chest as I tried to hide my blush. I could feel Rob’s hand slowly rubbing my back, as I gained enough composure to pull my head away from him looking behind me to see the Summit Executives smiling at us.

“It’s time.”

“Here we go. I still find it amazing how many people sleep outside for hours just to see us.”

“You and me both sweetheart.”

Resting my head against Rob’s shoulder we turned to walk toward the front entrance where the fans had been queuing for days. I still had no idea how Summit had managed to keep this one a secret from the press. The waiting fans had no idea what was about to happen, as far as they knew they would be seeing us tomorrow. This meet and greet was our way of saying goodbye. Goodbye didn’t seem the right word to say. In truth, we owed them everything without their continued support we wouldn’t be where we were today. Taking a deep breath, I managed to reign in my emotions again, the minute we stepped outside the screams were ear splitting.

Meeting the fans was always a highlight of promoting any film; however there were no bigger fan than the ‘Twihards’. Every year the waiting fans seemed to get bigger, however every so often, you’d see fans who had been to ever single convention, promo, and Comic Con. Rob and I walked toward the fans on the left as Elizabeth, Peter and Jackson took the middle, Kellan and Nikki started on the right hand side, this was the first time I ever actually wanted to sign every single magazine, DVD or book that they had brought along, they’d followed us for 5 years, it was the least they deserved. Taylor and Mackenzie followed Nikki and Kellan as they started to sign for the fans. I couldn’t help but smile at Mackenzie, 11 years old and she was greeting thousands of people as if it happened on a daily basis. I’d been doing these for 5 years and still found it difficult at times.

Four hours after we’d started the meet and greet, we got word that it was time to call it a night, thankfully between all of us, we’d managed to sign autographs for every single fan there. My smile couldn’t have gotten any wider as we walked back inside the Convention Centre. Once we had all assembled back in the main lobby, we were given the schedule for the next day. Again I was thankful that they had placed Rob and me with Taylor and Mackenzie. Through the years Rob and I had realised that you keep your friends close, and Taylor was like our brother now. Rubbing my eyes I tried to stifle a yawn, but as usual Rob saw everything and was already making arrangements for us to leave. However I was determined that we were going to dinner. I needed to relax and this was the perfect way.

“Rob we’re going out with Ashlee and Jackson. I don’t want to go back to the hotel yet.”

“Kris you’re exhausted.”

“I’ll be fine. Please. If we don’t then questions will be asked. Ones I’m not strong enough to answer yet.”

“Alright.”

After getting into the waiting car I rested my head against Rob’s lap closing my eyes as I finally allowed myself to cry. I’d been holding in so much so Rob wouldn’t find out, it was a relief to be able to let out my emotions. Taking deep unsteady breaths, I felt his hands through my ponytail as we made our way to the restaurant. Thankfully, with most of the cast staying behind at the Convention Centre the paparazzi hadn’t followed us. JB and Dean however were still on edge. We’d gotten out of the car just as Ashlee and Jackson pulled up. Something told me Ashlee wasn’t fooled by my explanation for being spaced out earlier. Just like her alter ego, she had a knack of knowing when I was lying. As I suspected, Ashlee came straight up to us, dragging me away from Rob. I whimpered slightly at being separated from him but I knew Ashlee would find a way to get it out of me might as well tell her now.

“Alright missy, time to spill. And don’t tell me it’s about your promo’s I’ve known you long enough now to know when your fobbing me off.”

“You’re right I was. It’s just hard for me to say. I’ve only just told Rob about it.”

“Are you in trouble?”

“No. Nothing like that.”

“Then what? You can tell me you know that right?”

“I know. Alright I’ll tell you.”

“Good.”

“Remember when I was in London filming Snow White And The Huntsman?”

“Yeah. What about it?”

“The director Rupert Sanders became infatuated with me. Wouldn’t leave me alone. By the end of the promo tour I was miserable. I didn’t know how to tell Rob about it, I thought he’d leave if he knew.”

“Oh Kris, you know how much Rob loves you, his eyes sparkle every time you’re together. He was miserable when we were in Berlin without you.”

“I wish I’d told him sooner.”

“At least you told him. Now you can start to move forward.”

“I have a feeling it’s not over though. He’s pretty determined when he wants something.”

“Just remember no matter what happens, you’ll always have Rob by your side.”

“I know. Can we go inside now.”

“Of course we can.”

Once we were inside, my eyes wandered around the restaurant searching for Rob, I spotted him and Jackson near the bar. Typical males, drink first food later. Taking small steps I made it to his side in record time wrapping my arms around his waist sighing in contentment as he pulled me close to his body, leading me toward the table. Once we were seated, it didn’t take long for me to choose what I wanted to eat. Five minutes later, we were all seated around the table, drinks in hand, except for me, deciding to drink a juice instead. Deciding on a chicken fajita it didn’t take long for me to finish eating as I watched everyone else finish their meals.

Resting my head against my arm I felt Rob’s hand graze my thigh letting out a quiet moan as I tried to concentrate on the fact we were in a public place. Two minutes later Rob and Jackson had finished their steak dinners and had paid the bill leaving a generous tip between the two of them. By the time were outside, the cold air hit my face and I realised just how tired I really was. Tomorrow would be a long day  of interviews when it truth all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and forget about everything. After saying goodbye to Jackson and Ashlee we made our way back to the hotel together, since Ashlee was in the same hotel as us Jackson was dropping her off. After what seemed like forever we arrived back at the hotel, Rob had to carry me back to our room I was that exhausted. I felt myself being lowered to the ground as I fumbled to undressed, not bothering to put PJs on as I climbed into bed, my naked body pressing up against Rob’s.

“I thought you were tired?”

“I am. But I want you. No I need to feel you inside me.”

“Your wish my command.”

Before I could say anything else, Rob was hovering above me, his boxers had quickly found their place on the floor alongside my clothes as he slowly pushed inside my increasingly heated core. Looking into Rob’s eyes I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him deeper inside me as his thrusts started to speed up, I couldn’t help but buck my hips in response trying to find more friction. I could feel the coil in the pit of my abdomen begin to tighten as my walls clenched around his throbbing member.

“Ooh…God. Kris you’re so tight.”

“Go faster. Please go faster.”

“You like that huh?”

“Hell yeah. I’m so close.”

“I know I can feel it clenching around me. Do you see what you do to me baby?”

“Only you can make me this wet.”

Reaching up I tugged at Rob’s hair, knowing how much that gave him pleasure. My legs tightened around his waist as the coil in my abdomen became tighter and I felt myself falling over the edge. Both of our breaths were coming out in pants as we rode out our orgasm together. Bucking my hips slightly I felt his second release pouring into me as my head fell back against the pillows in pure bliss, rolling us over making sure we were still joined together he began to trail kisses up my jawline until he reached my mouth.

“That was hot.”

“No words can describe how absolutely mind-blowing that was.”

“I love you, always.”

“Kristen?”

“Yeah.”

“Would you do me the honour of becoming my wife.”

“Yes, a million times yes.”

Suddenly Rob moved toward the bedside table as he pulled out a tiny ring box. My heart was pounding in my chest as I realised he had this planned the entire time. Holding my shaking hand out I pulled off the onyx ring that was on my wedding finger putting it gently on the bedside table beside my earrings. Taking hold of my hand, Rob slowly placed the 9 carrot single diamond ring on my wedding finger. Happy tears rolled down my cheeks as I found myself getting my dream quicker than I thought. Ashlee was right, Rob was mine and there was no way anyone would take him away from me. Resting my head against Rob’s chest I soon succumbed to sleep, feeling safe at last.