Here is my first spin off of the Port Charles Love Wars. This is about the Michael and Kat relationship. If you don't remember what happened here is a quick summary:

Kathryn Jennings moved into Port Charles from Kentucky. She and Michael bonded, and they got even closer when Michael found out Kat and her younger sister Emma were getting abused by their father.

So enjoy reading 'The Bruised Flower' and there will be more spin offs to come.

Michael felt weird walking through the halls of Madison Prep without Kristina by his side. She had decided to take off a semester to take care of her baby Abby.

He couldn't believe summer was truly over. He had enjoyed lounging by the pool and playing with Josslyn and Morgan. Most of all, he loved spending time with Kat.

Kathryn Michelle Jennings had moved to a house a few blocks away from Kentucky. He and she had bonded over…some pretty deep stuff.

Michael had developed some strong feelings for Kat, not that he would admit it. He wasn't sure she even felt the same way. Besides, she was going to Port Charles High; he would barely see her anymore.

So he walked through the halls, books tucked under his arms, feeling utterly alone. He didn't have many friends since he had fallen into a coma for a year. His only friend going to Madison Prep was Taylor; Kristina's used to be study partner. He was a pretty cool guy that didn't know his messed up history.

Thankfully, this was his senior year and he could get out of Port Charles for good.

Someone bumped into him and he stumbled, barely able to keep hold f his books. He inadvertently brushed someone's arm.

"Sorry," he said immediately, spinning around to face the person he hit.

"It's no problem," the girl said, peering through her lashes with a coy smile.

"Kat?" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

He pulled her into a hug, which she returned with a laugh.

"I thought you were going to PCH," Michael said, after he let her go.

"Yeah, I was. But I remembered what you said about going to Madison Prep. I thought I'd feel more comfortable with you here," she shrugged. "I'm sure you think that's stupid right?" She turned back to her locker to get her books.

"No, I don't think it's stupid at all," he said honestly. "I think it's impressive that you got in after applying late. They are usually really strict about that stuff. You must have seriously good grades."

She shrugged again, and he could tell she was embarrassed.

"Where'd you get the money?" he asked, lowering his voice. Another thing he found out after hanging out with Kat all summer is that she hurt for money all the time. She was always afraid to ask her dad for anything because he might….

"Well, he obviously wasn't happy," she said, slamming her locker. "But then, when is he ever?" she chuckled with dark humor.

She handed her backpack to him. "Here hold this."

Michael took it without question.

She looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and lifted up her shirt halfway. On her side were 4 perfect finger shaped bruises, turning yellowish in color.

Michael swallowed trying to get rid of the sick feeling he had.

She took back her backpack. "I had some really bad ones on my back, too."

Michael saw something flash across her eyes as she recalled what her father did to her. Michael took her hand ad squeezed, dragging her back to the present.

"Anyway, you ready to go?" she said, plastering on a smile. She pulled out her schedule. "What homeroom are you in?"

Michael quickly scanned his schedule. "113."

Kat let out a sigh of relief. "Good, me too. We can compare our schedules there." She started sashaying off, and Michael was sure he was the only one who noticed the way she kept shifting her backpack so that it didn't hit the marks on her back.

She turned back, giving him one of her genuine dimpled smiles. "You coming, Michael?"

He couldn't help but smile back, even though his was sadder, thinking about everything she went through. "Yeah," he loped up to her and they walked to homeroom together.

As they took their seats, Michael couldn't help but think that when he got out of Port Charles, he wanted Kat to come with him.