Unpacking her things into drawers and closets, Kristina pulled out her cellphone.
After she heard what her father and mother had done, her blood had been boiling, but then she got the call from Molly.
Hearing everything else her father had been up to, Kristina was out for blood.
She was so tired of Sonny Corinthos acting like he's above everyone else.
She was tired of him controlling her life and only being in it when it suited him.
Sonny Corinthos only wanted what he couldn't have and once he had it, he wanted something else.
Enough was enough. Someone had to bring her father down a peg and she was going to be the person to do it.
It was one thing to attack Johnny through the business, but another thing entirely to attack his personal life.
Kristina knew that her father's motivations to tell Johnny of his parentage had nothing to do with believing Johnny deserved the truth.
No. Sonny never did anything out of the goodness of his heart.
Kristina couldn't help but wonder if he even had a heart at this point.
"Hey!" her sister greeted.
"Hey Molly." Kristina replied. "I'm back in town and I'm at Johnny's."
"How is he?" Molly questioned, concerned. "Has he kicked you out yet?"
"No. I'm staying with him." Kristina assured. "I just got done unpacking. No one knows I'm back in town right?"
"I didn't tell anyone, I promise." Molly vowed. "Are you sure about this?"
"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." Kristina sat on the bed, looking around the room. "I'll understand if you want to keep your distance."
"You're my sister." Molly said seriously. "I'll help any way I can."
"Thanks for the offer, but I think its best if you didn't." Kristina checked the time on her watch. "I have to go cook him something to eat. I'll call you again later, okay?"
"Okay." Molly accepted. "Johnny's a nice guy...just take care of him."
"I plan to." Kristina assured before ending the call and walking downstairs.
She spotted Johnny on the couch, but didn't stop to talk.
Instead, she went straight to the kitchen to make him something to eat.
The groceries were waiting for her on the counter when she walked inside.
Shaking her head, Kristina got to work cooking them something to eat.
She was almost done cooking when Johnny came walking into the kitchen.
"What's that?" Johnny questioned, the smell being the reason he walked into the kitchen.
"Arroz con pollo." Kristina said simply, shutting off the stove. "Can you get the drinks?"
"We need to talk." Johnny pointed out as he walked over to the fridge.
"And we will." Kristina assured, fixing their plates. "Once you've eaten a real meal."
Johnny didn't push past that because the sound of his stomach growling could be heard clearly.
He helped her carry the food to the table and sat across from her once the table was set.
Johnny knew he should probably feel put off by her treating him like a little kid, but he found he didn't mind her fussing over him.
Its been a while since someone did that for him and partly because she reminded him of Claudia.
She had the same way of getting him to do what she wanted.
Only with Kristina, she had other tactics that made him putty in her hands.
That kiss had come out of nowhere and he knew that Kristina was counting on the shock he'd feel once she pulled away.
As soon as dinner was done, he helped her clean the dishes before sitting with her on the couch.
"Now we can talk." Kristina said simply, folding her legs beneath her.
"Why are you doing this?" Johnny blurted out, needing to know.
"I have my reasons." Kristina conceded. "But mostly because I care about whether you live or die and I won't let the latter happen."
"Its my life to risk." Johnny stated sternly. "You shouldn't put yourself in the middle of this."
"What my father did was inexcusable. He never should have hurt you like that." Kristina snapped. "And you obviously have no idea on how to handle what you've learnt about yourself."
"I'm doing fine."
"Oh really?" Kristina arched her eyebrow defiantly. "You look like you haven't eaten in weeks, your place was a mess and when I got here you looked like a hobo!"
"That's beside the point." Johnny groaned. "This isn't your fight."
"You remember what you asked me when you wanted me to stop pretending to be your girlfriend?" Kristina countered. "You asked me if I trusted you and that if I did, to do what you wanted."
"I remember." he stated.
"Well then I ask you now, do you trust me?" Kristina tilted her head questioningly. "Do you?"
"You know I do." Johnny said through tight lips.
"Then trust me and accept that I know what I'm doing." Kristina pleaded. "You need my help. Stop acting like you don't."
"I don't want you to get hurt." Johnny countered. "I don't like the idea of risking your life."
"You and Michael were wrong." Kristina sighed. "There's no escaping the fact that I'm Sonny Corinthos's daughter. There's no escaping this life and if I have to live it, I'm going to make sure that my father can't cause any damage. This war that has been happening between your father and mine has to end."
"And you know how to do that?" Johnny challenged. "Please, do enlighten me."
"I know a way to put an end to both of them." Kristina assured. "But we have to work together in order for it to happen. So are you in?"
Johnny stared at her for a moment.
He wasn't sure what it was that had him agreeing with her, but he found that he did.
"No unnecessary risks." Johnny stated. "And we make all the decisions together."
"Deal." Kristina agreed. "So you're in?"
"God help me, but yes." Johnny ran a hand down his face. "I'm in."