Chapter 36: What's up with him?

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When I got home, my cell phone immediately rang, I dropped both of my suitcases because of how startled I was. I looked at my phone, it was Chris, how did he get my number? I hadn't gave anyone my number yet except for Ricky, then I thought about it and Ricky must've gave it to him. I declined his call, and walked to the bathroom and stared into the bathroom..he left a red mark on my face, it still stung, and as much as I wanted to cry, I couldn't. I changed into my pajamas and popped some popcorn, my phone rang again, it was chris. Decline. My popcorn finish popping and I sit in my living room, watching Dead Silence. My phone rang again. I sighed and hit decline again. Chris really hurt me, why was he acting like this? Why did he hit me, even after he promised not to do it again? Why was he being a prick to me. A wave of even more sadness hit me. My phone rang again, it was Josh, Ricky probably gave all the guys my number. I sighed and answered.

"What?" I answered in a sad tone.

"So you'll answer Josh's phone but not mine?" Chris spoke up, sounding pissed.

"Chris, leave me alone please. You hurt me, and you promised not to hit me again," I sighed.

" You know how bad my temper is," he responded.

"Stop using that as an excuse, stop blowing up my phone, good night," I hung up and finished watching the movie. I eventually fell asleep, but I woke up to a loud banging at my door. It scared me out of my sleep. I glanced at my phone. 38 missed calls from Chris. It's only 2:00 in the morning.

BANGBANGBANG

I got up and looked out the peephole in my door, it was Chris. He had on a black misfits hoodie jacket. His hood was pulled over his head, but I could still see his face.

"What do you want, Chris?" I spoke through the door.

"Let me in," he said calmly.

"I am not just going to let you in, go home. You hurt me, physically and emotionally,"

"Baby, I'm sorry, let me make it up to you,"

"Sex is not going to make it up," I responded.

"It doesn't have to be sex, I just want to see your face, I just freaked out today because you got drunk and went to jail. I am really sorry. Please open the door.....please...."

I leaned my back against the door, biting my lip nervously, deciding weather or not if I should open the door. A tear suddenly falls from my face.

"Do you remember when I saved you numerous times, Liz? Do you remember all of the stuff I've done for you to keep you happy? How about you make me happy right now and open the door, so I can hug and kiss you.." he said softly.

I slowly opened the door, he immediately pulled me into a hug and kissed me passionately.

"I'm so sorry, for accusing you and hitting you, I'm tryin to be a better man I really am," he continues hugging me.

"You smell girly.." I said slowly pushing him away.

"Because I've been in your room all day since you left," he responded.

"But I don't really smell that girly, I wear vanilla scented perfume, you smell like...something more fierce,"

"Sometimes you can't tell what you smell like," he said bringing me into another kiss.

"Let me stay the night," he suggested. I sighed and let him in. Even though he apologized I still was sad and depressed. He really hurt me. I felt so small after he hit me, and when I hit him back, a part of me wanted to keep hitting him, and another part of me wanted to stay and talk things out, but I ran out the door.

We eventually did talk and apologized to each other and made up. The next morning I got up and took a shower and went to work. Chris was already gone, he left to go rehearse with the guys. They'll be touring for the Reincarnate tour in a few months. They're really excited, and I'm excited for them. When I arrived work, Joe and James both were greeting customers and helping them. I put on my name tag and did the same thing. After work was over James and I hung out a starbucks.

"So, I tried calling you for something important to tell you!" James said.

"I'm sorry, I lost my phone and I replaced it, what did you have tell me?"

"A guy from Beyond The Grave Records saw us perform and he's going to see us again tomorrow night, and see if we're worthy enough for a record deal," he said all in almost one breath.

I shot up from my seat and screamed in excitement.

"ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW?!"

"He's going to be there at 8:00 sharp, his name is Sean Connery, he's also bringing the contract just in case he likes us enough to sign us on the spot,"

I pulled James from his seat and we hugged skipped together, everyone staring at us crazy, but we didn't care.

"Omg I have to tell Maria and Chris"

I gave my number to James and dashed out the doors. I raced to my apartment and danced in excitement. I called Maria and Chris on threeway, they both answered.

"Guys, I have some awesome news!" I exclaimed.

"What is it?" Maria asked excitedly.

"Yeah, hurry up, I'm busy," Chris added.

I told them what James had told me and they were excited for me, but it seemed like Maria was more excited. She was squealing along with me and congratulated me and promised me to come see me perform again tomorrow night. Chris just said that it was great and that he was happy for me, then he said he had to go and hung up, leaving me and Maria on the line together.

"He's in a douchy mood today," Maria said.

"Yeah, he's been acting kind of weird since last night, when I got home he accused me of cheating, then he hit me, then he-"

"Wait a minute, he HIT you?! Lizzie, why didn't you do anything about it?! Have he done this before?"

"I did, I hit him back and left, and yeah he's hit me once before, but he's apologized for it, and he's promised me he's trying to be a better man," I sighed. Maria kept saying that he's not going to stop once I keep letting him doing it, and if I don't put my foot down. She was right. Again!

By the time our conversation was over, I took a nap to get rid of the headache that was formung, but when I woke up, it felt like it was getting worse. I took some pain pills and a knock was on my door. I opened it and it was Josh. They must've finished rehearsing early, but I didn't see Chris. I opened the door.

"Hey Josh," we hugged and smiled

"Hey, have you seen or spoke to Chris today?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I was about to ask you the same thing, I thought he was rehearse with you guys,"

"Rehearse? We don't start rehearsal for another week,"

We both stare at each other in confusion, then my phone buzzed in my hand, it was Chris, I immediately answered.

"Where are you, why haven't we been hearing from you?!"  I yelled into the phone.

"I'm sorry, I was busy,"

"Well, what were you doing? I know you haven't been with the guys, why did you lie to me?" My voice broke after saying those last words.

"What makes you think that?" I could tell he was getting irritated by my suspicion.

"Just forget it," I hung up.

"Wow, Liz...I'm sorry that he lied...I'm going to check his house again and talk to him, hopefully he'll cooperate,"

I nodded and closed the door after he left. My eyes began to burn as tears formed, none fell. I wanted to cry because I felt hurt, but I couldn't. Why would he lie to me? Why did he lie to me? And most of all, what did he lie about?

So many theories swarm through my head, I just couldn't handle anymore. Why is he acting like this?

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