"Dianna, whats wrong?"
"Could you just.. I just.. I need you."
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"I don't know.. I.. I just really need a friend right now."
"Okay, stay where you are, I'll be right over."
I sighed, hanging up the phone. I don't know why Chord was the fist person I called, but I felt better knowing I wouldn't be alone. I didn't want to be by myself if Alex came back, who knows what he would do. To be honest, I'm not even sure what happened. I didn't know why Alex reacted like that, he had never raised his voice at me, let alone, hit me. I rubbed my shoulder, feeling the pain run through my shoulder. I grimaced. There would definitely be a bruise. I adjusted the sleeve of my shirt, I don't think I'm ready for Chord to see what had happened, I hadn't even accepted it myself. It was just so much to take in. I was startled out of my thoughts as I heard knocking on my door.
"Di? Are you in there?" I took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. I tidied myself up as best as I could and double checked in the mirror to make sure the bruise was not visible.
"I'm coming." I replied softly. I opened the door and was greeted with the sight of a worried Chord.
I immediately felt his arms wrap around me and was shocked at how comforting his touch was.
"Di, I've been so worried! I get your call and I don't even know what to think.. Are you okay? Why were you crying? Did something happen? Was it something with you family? Arthur? Alex?" He stopped to catch his breath and I watched as he looked me over to try to figure out what was the matter. I smiled a little at his concern before replying,
"Chord, I'm okay. I just had a little fall out with Alex, that's all. I'm sorry for alarming and bothering you. I guess I was just really upset because it was a little more intense than usual." I managed another small smile, hoping he would buy the lie.
"Bothering me? Never. I really care about you, Di. You could never be a bother. But what do you mean by more intense? Did something happen? Did he do something to you?"
"What? No!" My voice squeaking a little as I replied quickly. "Nothing like that."
Chord looked over at me suspiciously, noticing my change in tone.
"It was just.. we yelled a little more than usual and I just don't like arguing. Honest. You know how I am, Chordy." I hastily finished.
"Oh, Di. I don't know why anyone would yell at you. Do you want to talk about what happened?"
"If you don't mind.. I'd rather not." Yeah, I'd rather not be reminded that my boyfriend had just hit me.
"Well, if you do, I'm here. But how about we make you feel better? Whatever you want. How about one of those things girls do? Ice cream and a movie, right?"
"Aw, really? You'd do that for me?"
"Anything for you, Di." He flashed me a smile before he started walking to the kitchen, heading towards my fridge.
"I'll get the ice cream, in the meantime why don't you go pick out a movie? And please, for the love of all that is good, don't pick out a really girly movie. I'm kinda risking my man status doing this with you." he replied jokingly.
"Man status? Really? I didn't know you even had one" I teased him.
"Hey! That's not nice!" Came back his muffled reply. I finally settled on watching Taken since it wasn't girly, and I knew that Chord, as well as I, loved this movie. I heard a plate clatter and decided to join him before he could damage even more of my stuff.
"Need some help?"
"Uh, no." He sheepishly smiled as I raised my eyebrow at him. " Um, alright maybe just a little." He finally admitted.
"I'll handle the rest, how about you just get me another plate? But not try to break it this time." I teased.
"Well aren't you just the comedian," He mumbled reaching across me, accidently bumping my shoulder.
I gasped and winced in pain and immediately pretended nothing happened, hoping he wouldn't notice.
"Di? What was that?"
"Nothing, I'm just a little sore around my shoulder, that all. I've been working out, you know how it is."
"Yeah, I do know. But I know that being sore wouldn't cause you to react like that. Dianna, what happened to you shoulder?"
"I'm sore, okay? Just forget about it, don't worry."
"Let me see your shoulder."
"What? No! I mean, that's not necessary, really." I replied internally panicking.
"Dianna, Let me see you shoulder." I chewed on my lip as I slowly as brought my sleeve down. His eyes widened, seeing the big, dark, purple bruise that was forming and growing.
"Dianna, what happened?"
A/N: Cliff hanger maybe? So what do you guys think? Please review to let me know! It would mean alot! And sorry if I made any grammar mistakes. Do you guys have anything you think I should add? Let me know!