'Come on Chrissy. Meet me. Brittney is in detention. You can't ditch me too.'
'I know Morg. I love you. On my way, just let me text my mom.'
'Thanks Booth. You're the best.'
Christine was on her way to meet Christine at Charlie's. Clark and Newark. She decided to take the back way since she was driving her mother's car. Something caught her eye, something familiar. She was on a side street and no one was behind her. She saw Michael. Then she saw Sammy. Sammy stepped closer to Mike. She couldn't see his face but he didn't push Samantha back. What was going on? Samantha leaned in and kissed him. Christine couldn't believe her eyes. She needed to get away and fast.
He couldn't have. But you just saw him, that's proof enough.
Chrissy turned down the nearest alley. Her eyes were tearing up. She never cried, everyone knew that. The first and last time was at Pop's funeral. Everyone kept bugging her and checking up on her with stupid questions, so she promised herself to never cry again. She had kept that promise to herself … until now. Guess she just figured out the one thing that could break her.
Chrissy wanted to pull into the garage and go up to her room through the door by the kitchen. She didn't expect Vince and Zach to be outside in front of the house as she pulled up. She didn't even park into the garage; she would go up the side door.
"Hey Chrissy!" Vince exclaimed.
She waved. She didn't want them to see her tears. They were in her eyes and her face was all red. Zach noticed something was wrong, nodded to his brother, and they walked over to their sister. Was she crying? She definitely was. He had only seen her cry once, at Pops funeral two years ago and she had never cried again.
"Chrissy, what's wrong?" Vince asked as they caught up with her leading to the stairs to her room above the garage.
"Nothing Russy. Just leave it alone." Christine said, trying to throw her brothers off.
"We can see you crying Christine. What's the matter?"
"Nothing Zach alright?"
Zach wouldn't take no for an answer. He grabbed her arm and spun her around, forcing her to face her brothers.
"Christine, I asked what was wrong. What is wrong?"
Christine snatched away her arm and headed into her room, running. The boys both followed her but she had already locked herself in. Zach knocked for fourteen minutes before Vince told him to stop and head downstairs. Zach told him to go alone; he couldn't leave without knowing why she was crying. After ten more minutes of knocking, Christine finally opened her door.
"Are you ready to tell me what's wrong?" Zach asked.
Christine stepped out of her room, wiping her face and sat on the floor next to Zach.
"Just things. Mike."
"Michael did this to you? Did he hit you?"
"No Zach, calm down."
"I'll beat him up. You never cry and the one time you did, you told me you regretted it." Zach exclaimed.
"Please Zach, just leave it alone. Don't hurt him. Please."
Zach could see in his sister's face that she meant what she said. He put an arm around her and let her breath and sniffs into his shoulder. He knew Christine would be alright.