Chpt 13

Kris handed Grace to Kerry. She placed the baby bag around her shoulder.

"We're ready" she stated. Seeing how he was caught up in making baby faces to Grace. She let out a little laugh and smiled.

"Yes we're ready" he said. They headed out of the room. Already putting the balloons and flowers, friends and family sent in the car. Kris stopped by Dani's desk and signed her releasing forms.

"Thanks again, Dani" she said smiling handing the papers over to her.

"Just doing my job" she said. Giving a small, fake smile. She was lying to them all, because she was being selfish. Kris wrapped her arm around Kerry and continued to walk.

As they headed out of the hospital. Kerry buckled her in the back seat. Kris sat in the front, keeping her eye close on Grace.

"You sure she's buckled in secure?" she asked him.

"Yes I'm sure stop worrying" he said grabbing hold of her hand. She realized it was just her maternal instincts kicking in.

The drive home was longer than usual, Kerry drove slower with a newborn baby in the car. As pulling into the drive, she noticed an unfamiliar car in the drive way.

Instantly looking at Kerry, as if he had plan something for the new arrival.

"Something going on?" she asked.

"I don't have any idea, honestly" he gave her a serious look. Usually she could tell if he was lying, but he seemed to really have no clue. He parked the car and she stepped out.

Unbuckling Grace she picked her up gently. Kerry was grabbing the bags. She stepped up the steps gently, and began opening the door. She saw Jean looking out the window, who had noticed them driving down the road.

She gave her a confused look,

"What are you doing here?" she asked quietly, Grace had fallen asleep.

"Well some people said they were relatives of Kerry, so I let them in. I hope you don't mind" Jean said.

"No not at all that's fine" Kris smiled. Jean headed out of the house, greeting Kerry as she walked out.

Two people stepped out of the kitchen. Kris held the baby close to her, as Kerry walked inside he dropped the bags.

"Mom, Sis" he said walking toward them. Greeting them with a huge hug.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in excitement.

"Well the arrival of my granddaughter seemed like a good reason to pay visit" his mother, Martha said.

"This must be Kris" his sister, Elizabeth said. She looked her over thoroughly. Kris felt uneasy, being looked over like a trophy.

"Yes, the love of my life. This is Kris" he said taking a step next to her. "And this little one is our baby, Grace" he said smiling, proudly.

Kris smiled, she seemed happy or at least believed she was. It was difficult living a life she didn't want to be in. She never regretted having Grace, but she always wished she was Junior's.

"We ran into Alex and Lilly's mom. She was stopping by, letting her know how Lilly's son is" Liz spoke.

"Son.. What?" Kris was now officially confused.

"I know, we had know idea either. She told us Lilly's son was doing great" Grace clinging to Lilly's hand. They moved to the living room and sat on the couch.

"So about this son?" Kerry asked.

"Kerry, I'm surprise you didn't know. It was when you and Alex were together. After all you two were close and pretty much knew everything about each other" his mom said.

Kris felt angry, Lilly was lying to Junior.

"Junior.. He has no idea, about her son. I mean she's never even mention him" trying to hold back her anger, she said it as calmly as possible. Kerry could tell by her face, she was furious. He place his arm around her, she acted as if it helped, but it didn't.

"Mom, actually glad you came. I was hoping you could look after Grace tomorrow night. I want to take Kris out, for the big dinner that we're having for Lilly" he said giving Kris a sweet look.

"Kerry.. Maybe we should talk about dinner first" sounding pissed off with him.

"It'll be ok" he whispered into her ear. As they left to head back to their hotel.

Kris went upstairs and placed Grace in her new crib. She looked around seeing that Jean had done a great job with the room. The exact furniture and in all the colors she wanted. The wall were lavender color, with lavender and pale yellow bedding. The furniture was all done in cherry wood. She was very happy with how it looked. Kerry walked in, checking up on them. She turned her attention toward him, then turned it back to the baby.

"Something wrong?" he asked

"Dinner? I mean I just had a baby, I'm not exactly perfect figured" she angrily said.

"Figure? That's why you are angry, Kris you look fine" he said coming closer. He wrapped his arms around her.

"No" she pushed away.

"I don't want to go out, end of discussion" she began to walk back but he grabbed her by the arm. His grip was strong, she struggled to get away.

"Let Go" she yelled. He pushed her against the wall,

"Your going tomorrow" he told her. After releasing her he walked out. She stood scared, never seeing him so angry before. Grace was crying, she rushed to her quickly and picked her up.

"Sshh. Sweetie it's alright" she kissed her gently. Keeping her eyes fixed on the door. She sat in the rocking chair rocking her back and forth.

Night had came, and she was still in the room. She hadn't heard Kerry in a while, so she didn't know to take that as a good sign or a bad one.

Placing Grace back into her crib, she grabbed the baby monitor and headed into their bedroom. She saw he was passed out in the bed. Looking at the glass of alcohol next to him.

Quietly grabbing the glass, she tip-toed downstairs. She rinsed the glass out and placed it into the dishwasher. Heading back up the steps, she entered the bathroom. As she put on her pajamas she saw the marks on her wrist. She walked out and gently slipped into the sheets.

After falling asleep, she awoke suddenly. It wasn't to Grace crying but to Kerry. He had been stumbling around and a vase had broken. She shot up out of the bed.

"Kerry, what are you doing" she asked standing behind him.

He turned around to her, with a beer in his hand. She couldn't understand his words, because he was muttering. Backing away, she shut the door, and walked to Grace's room. Picking her up gently, she wrapped her in a blanket and grabbed her baby bag. As she was walking down the steps, she heard the bedroom door open. Now out of the house, she felt safe, but she didn't know where to go. Jean's wasn't too far, but her eyes were focused on the house in the distance.

Walking down the road, it seemed stupid to be walking when she could've drove. Guessing the few extra miles wouldn't hurt, she did have some baby weight to loose, the sooner the better. Appearing in front of the huge house, it was nothing like their house. She approached the door and knocked. A few minutes had pass by and noone came. Turning around, getting ready to head back, the door opened.

"Kris" he said wiping his eyes.

"Junior" she said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you it's just.." she trailed off.

"Don't worry" he said. Opening the door wider, to allow her in.

"Kerry's drunk and I just needed somewhere to get away. He was braking things" by the tone of her voice, he could tell she was scared.

"It's fine, just stay here and relax" he said smiling, sitting in the chair next to her. Even if Jean's was closer, Junior's was the safest place she felt.

"I hate that I woke you up" feeling the need to constantly apologize.

"It's fine, really. Let me show you to a guest bedroom, much more comfortable than the couch" he got up and began walking down the hall, she closely followed him.

He opened the door for her.

"It's perfect" she said setting the bag next to the bed.

"Really appreciate it" she said smiling.

"Your always welcomed here" he said smiling. He close the door, so she would have privacy and headed back to his bedroom.

She took of her shoes and coat. Laying Grace right next to her. It wasn't long till she dosed off, normally it took a while before she'd fall asleep.

She rolled over on the bed, expecting to be stopped by Grace's body but she wasn't there. Quickly racing into the living room, she noticed Junior had her.

Her hand was against her chest,

"Don't give me a scare like that" she said walking toward him.

"Sorry" he said looking up.

"I warmed up a bottle that was in the fridge" he was sitting at the bar with her in his hands. It was what Kris had always imagined.

She looked over at the clock, seeing it was ten in the morning.

"Why didn't you tell me it was so late"

Junior looked over at the clock.

"Thought you had a rough night, so you needed a break" he turned back to Grace.

"I guess" she spoke, placing her hands on her hand. How was she suppose to go back, and face him. Then the dinner tonight.

"I should probably go home, see what I need to clean that's all broke" she headed back to the bedroom to slip on her coat and shoes.

"You don't have to leave" he said looking up at her.

"Yeah but I really need to" he handed Grace to her.

"I guess I'll be seeing you tonight, then?" he asked smiling casually.

"You guessed right" she began walking to the door.

As she began walking out,

"Kris" he said leaning in the doorway.

"If you ever need a place to stay, your always welcomed here"

She gave him a smile,

"Thanks Junior" continuing on with her walk.

After a long walk she was at the house. More like the hell home, she stopped on the porch. She wasn't sure whether to enter or to stay outside, after a brief moment she grabbed the knob of the door. Turning it, she entered the house.

Downstairs looked fine, nothing was broke and no furniture was flipped over or moved. She shut the door and went upstairs as she came to the top of the hallway she stepped on glass. Looking down, happy to have not taken her shoes off at the door. She walked into Grace's room, shutting the door silently she placed her down. Tucking the quilt around her she left her alone.

Standing in front of the bedroom door, she pushed it open. Kerry was on the floor, the bed had been flipped, the dresser was on the floor, drawers were all over the room. The glass from the mirror was shattered. Wanting to scream so loud, she wanted to wake up from this nightmare. It had to be a nightmare. Nudging him with her foot, he awoke. Opening his eyes, he saw Kris standing over him. He moved to his knees, then stood. She stood standing in front of him, looking at the mess he had created. In disbelief of all the things broken.

"How could you do this?" she asked with a sadden tone. Breaking down, wouldn't help but it was the only thing she felt like doing. She was sick of being in a loveless relationship, sick of being with him.

"I really don't even know how I did it" he said rubbing his head. Slapping him wouldn't help, she saw how he was when she yelled at him.

"Well you can help me clean it up then tonight we'll go to dinner" she tried to sound happy and not mad. Inside her she wanted to scream and yell, let it all out.

Ok so I hope you all like this chapter, stay tune for next chpt because I think you all will like it )!

-brittany