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Stephanie and I arrived back in Connecticut around 3 that morning. We were taken back to Paul and Stephanie's house. We fell asleep immediately.

The next morning we were sitting around watching TV when there was a knock at the door. It was a delivery of flowers; lots of flower. They were from John. I wanted to throw them all away. Stephanie convinced me to keep them. We put them in all the rooms.

The next few days went by fast. I was trying to get used to my "new and temporary" look. I hated how I looked. I was depressed and Stephanie knew it.

Stephanie's POV

I was worried about Iris. She wouldn't eat and she is very depressed. I called Paul that night to see when he was coming in.

"Hello." he answered.

"Hey Baby." I answered back.

"Hey, how's are you two doing?" he asked me.

"I am fine, but Iris is not doing so well." I told him.

"What is it?" he asked me

"She is depressed and hasn't eaten." I told him.

"Steph, it's been one day." he told me.

"You haven't seen her." I told him.

"I know. I am coming home on Thursday. So, in two days. We have a week off." he told me.

"Just you?" I asked him.

"I think Dave is coming right now. He left this morning to see ya'll. I offered John, but he turned me down." Paul said.

"Yeah, he just called. He just landed. There is a reason why John won't come." I told him.

"What?" he asked suspiciously.

"He broke up with her. She told me it was something about the drama or he couldn't protect her. Whatever, it was a bullshit of an excuse. He sent her over a thousand dollars in flowers a few days ago." I told Paul.

"He did? Damn. She really liked him. I am going to talk to him." Paul said upset.

"Don't you even. You will let them work it out. Besides, Dave is on his way. He can help get her mind off him." I told him.

"Alright, I just hope she gets over him." Paul said to me.

"Yeah, me too. I mean he really lead her on." I said.

"I know. I need to go. Good night." Paul said to me.

"Good night, baby. See you in a few days." I told him. I was walking downstairs and I sat Iris sitting outside. I wondered what she was doing.

Iris POV

I heard Stephanie talking to Paul so I walked outside. I sat in a chair and looked up at the stars. I was sitting there and my cell phone rang. I looked at the number and it was John. I pushed reject and went back to looking at the stars. My phone rang again. It was John, again.

"Hello?" I answered a little upset.

"Baby?" he asked.

"It am NOT your baby." I told him.

"Iris, I am sorry. I just wanted you to have someone that could protect you." he told me. My heart was cold towards him.

"You were doing fine, but I guess you felt like breaking my heart." I told him.

"I never meant to break your heart. I just wanted you to have someone that was good for you." he told me. I laughed at him.

"You didn't huh? You only broke up with me while I was in the hospital. I had just found out that I was sexually abused for the second time in my life All I wanted was for someone to be there and tell me it was going to be ok." I told him.

"I didn't know. I felt horrible for letting that happen. I just didn't want you to be mad at me." he told me.

"Mad at you for what? You didn't hurt me; you saved me." I told him.

"I am sorry. I just thought…" he was saying.

"That is the problem you thought. You didn't follow your heart, but then I guess you didn't love me either. So, I guess the other night meant nothing to you either." I said to him.

"No, it meant everything. I meant what I said and I did feel that way for you." he told me.

"Whatever. We are friends now and that is all." I said.

"But, Iris…" he was saying.

"Goodbye." I told him and hung up. I was just sitting there with tears running down my face. I wasn't paying attention. I didn't even notice that someone was behind me. I saw a shadow of a person standing behind me.

"I don't want to talk right now Steph." I said with tears running down my face.

"Baby, talk to me." I heard someone say. I turned to see Dave staying beside me. I had tears running down my face. Dave bent down and picked me up. He carried me inside to the room I was staying in.

He sat down on the bed and was holding me. I was crying so much. He rubbed my back and just held me. I finally stopped crying a few minutes later.

"What is it, baby?" he asked me.

"I hate the way I look. I am ugly." I told him. He wiped the tears away. I winced when he did.

"Sorry. Honey, you look as beautiful since the day I met you." he told me. I just looked at him. I could see it in his eyes.

"Dave. Why are you lying to me?" I asked him.

"I am not. I won't ever lie to you. You deserve the truth." he told me. I sighed and looked down.

"What else is wrong?" he asked me.

"John broke up with me." I told him.

"He is missing a good thing." he told me. I smiled at him.

"Come on. You look tired." he said. He laid me in the bed.

"Can you stay until I fall asleep?" I asked him. He nodded and lay down with me. I fell asleep within a few minutes.

Dave POV

I held her until she fell asleep. I gently laid her down so I wouldn't wake up. I went down stairs to grab my things. Stephanie was watching TV.

"Hey, how was you flight?" she asked me.

"It was good." I said as I sat down.

"Well?" she asked me.

"She is hurting. He broke her heart." I said. I couldn't think of another word. She had been through hell was still there.

"I know. I am pissed at John." she told me.

"I think everyone is. He told Randy that he broke up with her last night." I told her.

"He must have broken up with her at the hospital." Stephanie said.

"He did the night she woke up." I told her what Randy had told me.

"That SOB." she said. A few hours later, we were still watching TV when we heard a crash from upstairs.

"Stay here." I told her. She pregnant and didn't need to get hurt.

I ran upstairs towards the crash. I found Iris sitting in the floor of the bathroom. The mirror was busted and she was bleeding from her knuckles.

"Iris, are you ok?" I asked her. She nodded and continued to pull the glass out of her knuckles.

"Why did you do that?" I asked her. She shrugged.

"I got up to pee and I didn't like the reflection. I made it go away." she said.

"Come on. We need to get your hand fixed." I told her. I was worried about her. We walked downstairs. Stephanie got up and saw her knuckles.

"What happened?" she asked. Iris walked into the kitchen.

"She punched out the mirror. She didn't like the reflection." I told Stephanie. She looked very worried.

"Go on to bed. Don't worry about it. I can take care of her." I told her. She nodded and walked into her and Paul's room. I walked into the kitchen to see Iris sitting on the island.