Ch 8
An hour later Coreen arrived at the hotel with a bag.
'Did you bring enough stuff?' Kerrie asked laughing.
'I didn't know what you had to wear so I brought 2 extra outfits. Where's the girls?' Coreen asked looking around.
'At the pool downstairs. I told them we were going to the club so they are gonna go out on their own.'
'I didn't think they'd want to go there anyway. What are you doing?' Coreen said motioning to the computer.
'I was checking my e-mail.' Kerrie said looking at the room service menu.
'You have an e-mail from-'
'Yea, I know. He sent it yesterday but I don't really want to read it.'
'Can I?' Kerrie shrugged as Coreen sat down and pulled the computer over to her. 'Let's see what he says.' She opened the e-mail and smirked.
'Dear Kerrie, I know you most likely still hate me but I miss you. My boat isn't leaving Maine for another 9 months so I would like us to make amends and try to work things out. I hope I haven't waited to long to tell you this. I still love you with all my heart.' Kerrie made a face.
'What should I type back to him?'
'How about go to hell?' She mumbled. Coreen hit the reply button.
'Dear Jason, I have moved on with my life and I am dating someone new. Sorry but I wouldn't want to get back together anyway.' She hit send and looked at Kerrie who was staring at the wall.
'Do you want to talk about it?'
'What is there to say?'
'You never did tell me the full story.' Kerrie sighed and looked at her hands.
'I really did love him and thought that he was the one yea know... things were going great and then he started drinking again. When we first started dating he told me he used to have a drinking problem.' Coreen's face fell as tears started to fill her friends eyes.
'We had been officially engaged for 3 weeks and I was visiting him up in Maine. Scott and Rachel had gone skiing so we where there alone. I had mentioned the drinking over the phone during the week but he brushed it off. When he opened his third beer I had to speak up. He got upset and started screaming at me calling me, Trisha. Trisha was his ex-wife. I told him I was gonna go home cause I didn't want to be around him when he was like that and then he hit me hard. I fell into the wall and he hit me again. I managed to move before he hit me a third time and I got my stuff and left. Two days later I drove up there and gave him the ring back. When he saw he had had done to my face he was all apologizes but I didn't want to risk that or anything happening again so I ended it. That was the last time I heard from him.' Coreen hugged her friend as she broke down in tears.
'Why didn't you tell me?'
'I didn't tell anyone. I covered up the bruises with make-up.'
'That's why you haven't moved on.' Kerrie nodded.
'I'm afraid that I'll end up with someone like him again.' Kayte and the girls walked into the room to see Kerrie crying.
'What's going on?' Kayte asked concerned.
'Jason e-mailed me and wanted to get back together.' Kerrie said quietly.
'That asshole. I hate him. Give me your phone.'
'Kayte, let it be. Coreen wrote back to him and told him to leave me alone.' Kayte snatched the phone off the bed and scrolled down to Jason's name and hit the call button. When he didn't answer Kayte waited for his voice mail to pick up.
'Listen you dirt bag, you leave my sister alone or I'll go up to there to hunt you down.' Kerrie half smiled at her sister, if Kayte really knew what happened she would have sent one of her friends after him.