The next morning Kristeana crawled out of bed in pain. Flashes of last night in her head made her sick. Grabbing her things she went to the bathroom and turned the water on as hot as possible she could still feel his touch and it made her want to be sick. She cried while showering rubbing her skin raw she wanted to die... What she thought why why would i think that... Because that's how Jack wants me to feel. Getting dressed quickly she heard her phone ring and looked at the caller ID it was Dero.
Slowly she answered the phone "H-el-lo" she croaked she instantly grabbed her throat feeling the pain.
"Well you sound lovely are you sick?" Kristeana smiled at Deros words "ummm no just a soar throat" she heard the chuckle "I'm coming down your street now meet me outside." she hung up and looks at her self in the mirror she pinned her bangs back and left her hair down grabbing a scarf to cover the rest of her neck because she had an ugly bruise where the belt dug into her neck. Looking herself over one last time she was satisfied with her appearance. Walking down stairs she grabbed her purse and walked outside but froze Jack was sitting on the porch. "Where you going all prettied up baby" she didn't look at him she heard a motorcycle pull up and looked towards the curb where she saw Dero.
"Whos that?" she heard Jack but she didn't answer she was still frozen to her spot. Suddenly she heard the motorcycle cut off and she looked up to see Dero walking up the sidewalk helmets in hand. "Hi sir we meet again." Kristeana's eyebrow furrowed then she remembered Jack and Dero meat at her graduation.
"Oh your that singer...how are you" Dero smiled "I'm good I was just stopping by to grab Kristeana to go to breakfast" Jack looked at Kristeana "You didn't tell me you were going any where baby girl"
Kristeana flinched she wanted to get away she reached up and took the helmet from Dero "we should get going" she said it so softly she wasn't sure Dero would hear her. Dero nodded and grabbed her hand helping her off the porch. Something was wrong he could feel it Kristeana seemed dead today no emotion was on her face she actually looked petrified. Dero didn't say anything he figured she would tell him sooner or later. He got on the bike and helped her on and noticed she was keeping her scarf tightly around her neck. They pulled out and he drove to a small little diner that was recommended to him. He parked the bike and noticed Kristeana wasn't getting off. "Are you okay?" he thought he heard her sniffle and felt her get off the bike. Getting up he put his hand on the small of her back and noticed she flinched. Guiding her into the diner they took their seats and he watched as Kristeana kept her eyes down. "Kristeana tell me whats wrong"
Kristeana grabbed the menu and held it in front of her face so Dero couldn't see the tears that fell.
Dero watched closely and saw her shoulders start to shake was she crying. He stood up and moved into the booth next to her. "Hey now don't cry whats wrong" still no answer "this isn't because of the rumors is it?" he saw her shake her head a bit. "Tell me whats wrong krissy" still no answer Dero wrapped an arm around her trying to comfort her and her a sob escape her lips when her neck came in contact with his arm.
Grabbing the back of the scarf he looked at her neck and gasped there was a huge bruise under her scarf that went completely around her neck. "Kristeana how did this happen"
She sobbed even more and Dero looked around they were starting to draw attention. Grabbing her arm he pulled her up out of the booth and brought her back out side to the bike getting on he grabbed her hand motioning for her to climb on. "Lets go somewhere we can talk" nodding Kristeana climbed on and held tight as Dero sped out of the parking lot heading to the hotel.