Chapter Nine

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**Shanes POV

I handled the matter like an adult. I saw the fact there is two beds and most likely Christi and I were going to share one anyways. "So my girlfriend, Christi and I will take a bed and you can take the other. That cool? By the way, whats.."
"Soun Li." I was suprised, this young woman and her voice sounded timid but strong " Well, Soun Li, its nice to meet you. For clarification, my names Shane and this is Christi."
As we all shook hands, I noticed that the other two were flirting with their eyes. I laughed and put the thought aside. I couldnt think about that. I know we love each other. I couldnt think Christi would leave me.
"So sweetie, Christi put the rest of your clothes back on. Ill make some coffee." With all of the actions that took place, I lost sight our things still needed to be unpacked. I turned and saw the boxes, I pivetted back and laughed. "Um. Haha. Night time and im tired. Do you guys really want coffee?" They both shook their heads no. "Good." I jumped on the bed where Christi placed herself after redressing. "No offense, but im beat."
Christi laid next to me and placed her hand on my chest. She whispered good night in my ear. I heard Soun Li locking the door and turning off all the lights. I heard her snuggling up on the other bed. As I was drifting off to sleep Id occasionally open my eyes to the sounds and for a moment, I swear Id seen Christis eyes following the shadowed figure. I heard her say good night again and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of what was to come and hoping I was wrong about what Christis probably thinking.

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**Lillies POV

"It hurts... It hurts so bad! Why would Mark hurt me so bad!" I was crying and screaming over my broken wrist and fractured arm. It felt like a thousand icicles crashing down after an avalanche.
"Hes drunk, Lillie. Hes controlling and a maniac. He just never showed it around you."
I was full of fear, sadness and confusion. I didnt understand what happened and what was happening in the present. Nothing made sense to me now. "But how come ive never smelt the smoke and beer on him before?"
"I dont know, Lillie, but I promise you, hes going to regret lying and hurting you. You can count on that."
I snuggled more into Sandys embrace. "I know." I knew Sandy would never let me down, especially when it became something so severe. "If only id listened to you and the other girls in the first place, then I wouldnt be in this situation."
I knew now what my friends had meant when they tried to warn me. It was so frustrating that my feelings put up a blockade around my brain so I couldnt think of anything anti about the relationship. How could ive been so foolish? I didnt even listen to my own best friend. Im suprised that she still talks to me, but im glad she does!
"Shh. Dont worry about it. You cant rewrite the past." Sandys dad was taking us to the hospital. After the whole ordeal, Sandy told her friends she needed to go to the hospital with me. They all understood and were told Sandys mom was still going to be there, if they wanted to stay and shed be back shortly, hopefully.
"Im sorry for ruining your big day." now I felt guilty.
"You didnt ruin it, that dumbass ruined it."
"Yeah, I know, but it was because of me that things got all messed up. I shouldve gone with him to spare you."
"I dont care about that, Lillie, you chose me over him. That means the world to me. You truely are my best friend and dont be feeling bad about my party being disrupted, im so glad you were there."
I suddenly let out a sheepish giggle. "You kicked his balls right out of his mouth! What else could you do to inflict pain on him?"
"Like im going to tell you? His girlfriend might get mad at me, tell him and then never talk to me again."
"I highly doubt that, after what ive seen and felt today, I dont want him to get away without bruises and scars all over him, mentally and physically. And dont call me his girlfriend, im ashamed."
The car yielded into the hospice entrance and Sandy's dads booming voice announced we were at our destination.

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