City Lights (Chris Motionless Cerulli)

Chapter 4

We came to an opening with little carts on a track. Ricky and Ghost got into the front and me and Chris got into the back. the cart was really small so Chris and i were really close. God i was FANGIRLING like fuck! out of thousands of girls in the world, it was me that was sitting inches away from him!!

The ride started and i couldnt see a thing. then i realised that my hand was still tightly wrapped in his so i looked up to see him. it was pitch black but i could feel him grinning at me and the grip around my hand tightened. suddenly barrels fell down beside me and i screamed "FUCK" and Chris let go of my hand and pulled me into his arms. I held my head against his chest and he had his arms around me. as the cart took us around a sharp corner, something popped out in front of us and there was a flash as our picture was taken in the dark. i started hugging Chris back as the ride progressed and soon it was over. We got out of the cart, Chris still had his arm around me. as we came out of the exit, we walked by the photos they took "OMG! i look like a retard" i suddenly said and laughed "naa u dont...and anyway if theres anyone that looks like prick then its Ghost" he said and i glanced at the photo of Ghost looking like he had shit himself. we all laughed apart from Ghost who had a straight expressionless face. A moment passed and i realised that i couldn't find my friends anywhere.

I let go of Chris to check my phone and had a text from Em

HEY KAYA. JORDAN GOT INTO A B!TCH FIGHT SO WE'RE CURRENTLY IN SECURITY GETTIN MEDICAL HELP...E

HI EM. OKAI UM I MIGHT HANG OUT WITH CHRIS FOR A LIL WHILE SO U GUYS CAN SORT STUFF OUT. SEE YA SOON ..K

As i bent over to put my phone away, my loose tshirt pulled up revealing my badly bruised stomach "SHIT!" i murmured to myself and hoped that no one saw. i quickly covered my stomach and stood up again. i felt someone wrap me in a tight hug from the side and whisper in my ear "who done this to you?" Chris said as he loosened his grip and stared into my eyes with a worried look on his face. "um um i-i have t-to go" i said. i didnt want anyone to get caught up in my problems and Chris certainly didnt need the stress on top of being on tour. i started to walk away and Chris picked me up bridle style and took me over to a bench and sat me down on his lap. "tell me" was all he said in his intimidating voice. I felt a ball in my throat and tried to swallow the tears but i couldn't hold it back any longer and they erupted out of my eyes. "m-my mum and s-stepdad" i swallowed again and began to cry into his shirt. "How long?" he asked "about 2 1/2 years" i replied. He pulled me in closer to his chest and stroked my hair.