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read and review!! (I know I'm begging but please please please review!!)
sorry a temporary moment of desperation well here goes!!!
Disclaimer – as before much as I would love to own any part of dirty dancing I don't but Christa is mine!! (Then again I doubt anyone else would want her!)
Chapter 2
Christa woke up, disorientated for a minute as she looked around the empty room. Then she remembered with a smile all that had happened the previous night. She had cried for hours, for the first time in years she had just let go and allowed herself to weep. Johnny had spent hours just holding her alternately trying to threaten and coerce her to tell him the name of the guy who had hit her. She would have told him everything, she even wanted to but she knew it wasn't the right time, Johnny was busy, he had his own life to lead and her problems were exactly that, hers. Even so it had felt good to let go, to know that someone was there to take care of you, just like the old days.
Christa glanced around the room and smiled, it was typical Johnny everything he needed was spread out over chairs, even on the floor, 'some things never change' she thought. It was nice to think about the old days, to remember the long days when she, Billy and Johnny had run in the park, played baseball and were always laughing. 'I sound like I'm 80' she thought 'thinking about the 'good old days', next thing I know I'll be complaining about the youth of today' she laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh, it was short, tense and harsh. 'I am the youth of today' she laughed again but quickly sobered. She couldn't stay here forever, nowhere was safe for long, she had learnt that lesson quickly in the year she had been away but it was nice to be looked after again.
She heard a gentle tap at the door and started violently, she quickly marshalled her thoughts and called out quietly 'come in'. Penny walked in; she walked up to the bed that Christa was lying on and sat by her feet. Penny took a deep breath as though she was steeling herself against an expected attack and spoke.
'Christa, Why've you come back? Why here? You have no idea how worried Johnny was when you disappeared, Where did you go? Couldn't you even have called or something?' Christa stared at Penny her expression not changing one iota throughout this entire barrage of questions. She had become good at that, useful skill being able to hide her emotions. She sat there mentally weighing up her answers, trying to settle for the right mix of flippancy and hostility that would either make Penny go away or at least make her so angry that she wouldn't really listen to what she had to say.
'I been around, nowhere interesting you know? Just doing this and that, thought it was time for me to show my face around here again' Christa listened to her own voice come out with these words and was shocked at hoe easily the lies simply rolled off her tongue. She sat waiting for a response, scrutinizing Penny's body language for an indication of what was coming. When Penny finally did respond it was an entirely unexpected reaction. There was no shouting, no yelling, no anger at all instead Penny looked her straight in the eyes.
'You don't get bruises like that from 'just doing this and that'' Penny gestured up the side of Christa's face, which had begun to turn an ugly blue colour. 'Look I know you didn't like me when you were small but you've got to realise I still cared about you, so did Billy and Johnny. We didn't know what to do when you left, we tried looking but it was as though you had simply vanished.' Tears filled Christa's eyes and horrified at her own weakness she blinked them back, her well-honed self-defence mechanism slipped into place and she took on her tough persona. The one that everyone but the few people she was close to saw, the one most people believed was her.
'Penny I can look after myself, I don't need you all and I don't need to explain myself to you all. Now if you have a problem with me and what I do then I would advise you to just stay out of my life because I'm not changing who I am for anyone. I didn't ask you to care for me, I never asked anyone to care for me so please I think it would be better for both of us if you just left' It hurt Christa to say it, each word felt like a knife twisting deeper in her gut but she couldn't help it, she couldn't trust any one but herself, look after number one and then everyone else comes second, that was her motto now and she was sticking to it resolutely. 'Whom am I trying to convince?' she thought with a self-mocking flash in her eye 'myself?' It was then that Penny said the worst possible thing in the situation, a comment that she regretted the millisecond after she had uttered it.
'You asked someone to care for you once; just coz that went wrong doesn't mean everything else will. C'mon Chris I'm just trying to help you, let you know people care.' Her mouth was open as though she was going to continue speaking but Christa quickly interrupted.
'My name is Christa, and I would appreciate it if you left now, I'm still tired from the journey yesterday.' Christa stood up and walked over to the door, Penny was shocked at how cold she sounded, was this really the happy smiling Chris from only a year ago. It had been a long time since the incident with her mother and everyone thought she had got over it. But no one had ever been able to tell what Christa was thinking not really, even Johnny was mystified by her sometimes. Penny stood up and walked towards the door just before she left she called out
'Johnny will come and see you soon, I'm sorry Chris I really did miss you' Christa collapsed on the bed and let out a small whimper. She had got what she wanted she was all alone now, all alone with the memories...........
Disclaimer – as before much as I would love to own any part of dirty dancing I don't but Christa is mine!! (Then again I doubt anyone else would want her!)
Chapter 2
Christa woke up, disorientated for a minute as she looked around the empty room. Then she remembered with a smile all that had happened the previous night. She had cried for hours, for the first time in years she had just let go and allowed herself to weep. Johnny had spent hours just holding her alternately trying to threaten and coerce her to tell him the name of the guy who had hit her. She would have told him everything, she even wanted to but she knew it wasn't the right time, Johnny was busy, he had his own life to lead and her problems were exactly that, hers. Even so it had felt good to let go, to know that someone was there to take care of you, just like the old days.
Christa glanced around the room and smiled, it was typical Johnny everything he needed was spread out over chairs, even on the floor, 'some things never change' she thought. It was nice to think about the old days, to remember the long days when she, Billy and Johnny had run in the park, played baseball and were always laughing. 'I sound like I'm 80' she thought 'thinking about the 'good old days', next thing I know I'll be complaining about the youth of today' she laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh, it was short, tense and harsh. 'I am the youth of today' she laughed again but quickly sobered. She couldn't stay here forever, nowhere was safe for long, she had learnt that lesson quickly in the year she had been away but it was nice to be looked after again.
She heard a gentle tap at the door and started violently, she quickly marshalled her thoughts and called out quietly 'come in'. Penny walked in; she walked up to the bed that Christa was lying on and sat by her feet. Penny took a deep breath as though she was steeling herself against an expected attack and spoke.
'Christa, Why've you come back? Why here? You have no idea how worried Johnny was when you disappeared, Where did you go? Couldn't you even have called or something?' Christa stared at Penny her expression not changing one iota throughout this entire barrage of questions. She had become good at that, useful skill being able to hide her emotions. She sat there mentally weighing up her answers, trying to settle for the right mix of flippancy and hostility that would either make Penny go away or at least make her so angry that she wouldn't really listen to what she had to say.
'I been around, nowhere interesting you know? Just doing this and that, thought it was time for me to show my face around here again' Christa listened to her own voice come out with these words and was shocked at hoe easily the lies simply rolled off her tongue. She sat waiting for a response, scrutinizing Penny's body language for an indication of what was coming. When Penny finally did respond it was an entirely unexpected reaction. There was no shouting, no yelling, no anger at all instead Penny looked her straight in the eyes.
'You don't get bruises like that from 'just doing this and that'' Penny gestured up the side of Christa's face, which had begun to turn an ugly blue colour. 'Look I know you didn't like me when you were small but you've got to realise I still cared about you, so did Billy and Johnny. We didn't know what to do when you left, we tried looking but it was as though you had simply vanished.' Tears filled Christa's eyes and horrified at her own weakness she blinked them back, her well-honed self-defence mechanism slipped into place and she took on her tough persona. The one that everyone but the few people she was close to saw, the one most people believed was her.
'Penny I can look after myself, I don't need you all and I don't need to explain myself to you all. Now if you have a problem with me and what I do then I would advise you to just stay out of my life because I'm not changing who I am for anyone. I didn't ask you to care for me, I never asked anyone to care for me so please I think it would be better for both of us if you just left' It hurt Christa to say it, each word felt like a knife twisting deeper in her gut but she couldn't help it, she couldn't trust any one but herself, look after number one and then everyone else comes second, that was her motto now and she was sticking to it resolutely. 'Whom am I trying to convince?' she thought with a self-mocking flash in her eye 'myself?' It was then that Penny said the worst possible thing in the situation, a comment that she regretted the millisecond after she had uttered it.
'You asked someone to care for you once; just coz that went wrong doesn't mean everything else will. C'mon Chris I'm just trying to help you, let you know people care.' Her mouth was open as though she was going to continue speaking but Christa quickly interrupted.
'My name is Christa, and I would appreciate it if you left now, I'm still tired from the journey yesterday.' Christa stood up and walked over to the door, Penny was shocked at how cold she sounded, was this really the happy smiling Chris from only a year ago. It had been a long time since the incident with her mother and everyone thought she had got over it. But no one had ever been able to tell what Christa was thinking not really, even Johnny was mystified by her sometimes. Penny stood up and walked towards the door just before she left she called out
'Johnny will come and see you soon, I'm sorry Chris I really did miss you' Christa collapsed on the bed and let out a small whimper. She had got what she wanted she was all alone now, all alone with the memories...........