{DARKER}**Sequel

Cristina; Pt30

I woke up with a huge headache and I had one of Jacks grey jogging shirts on. It was a Saturday so neither of us had work.

I did not feel good at all. Then I felt it.

I ran off the bed and into the bathroom. And THIS is why I don't drink. Because I cannot handle my liquor. I heard Jack get up and he ran over to me.

"Hey hey what's the matter" Jack kneeled down. He held my hair up for me and I continued puking into the toilet.

"This is why I hate drinking, I have such a weak stomach" I wiped my mouth. 

I sat down on the floor and groaned.

"Let's get you dressed and we'll go get some breakfast, yeah?" Jack smiled at me.

I agreed with him. I got up and dusted myself off. He helped me pick out some clothes. I pointed to the green army skirt and the black tight top hanging in my closet.

"Here, shower and then come downstairs" he blew a kiss.

I removed the clothes and turned on the faucet.

I felt so damn sick still.

I don't think breakfast is such a good idea right now. I don't feel so good. I did everything I needed to do and hurried out. I dried my hair and body while wearing my robe.

I straightened my hair and bangs and threw my outfit on. I felt dizzy obviously but what's new? This ain't my first hang over. But I hadn't drank in a while so I wasn't use to the feeling. God, how does Jack do this? I mean I know he doesn't do It a lot, or as often as he used to but how does he do it? I can't even stand up straight without feeling nauseous. I'll get over it. I just need some food in my system honestly.

"Ready to go?" Jack questioned. He was already dressed and waiting by the door.

"You look so beautiful, as always" He complimented.

"Shall we?" I linked arms with him.

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"So what are we getting?" I wondered. "I'm getting the big breakfast" Jack pointed to the menu while  sitting across from me.

"I think I'm just gonna go with the eggs bacon and ham" I pointed as well.

"Ooo mine comes with toast" I cheered.

"Well you better share it, it comes with two pieces doesn't it" he jibed at me from across the table. "How's your orange juice?" I chuckled. Him and I both had gotten orange juice. "So what's the plan for after this?" I questioned Him.

He got quiet. "Jack" I laughed. "Jack what's going on? Why did you get so quiet?" I sat up straight in my chair.

"Your lawyer called me this morning" he put his head down.

"And?" I said beginning to get worried.

"And they want you to drop the whole assault thing" he put his head in his hands. I looked down at our menus and remained silent.

He looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. "Why aren't you saying anything?" He said worried.

"I mean, they don't even know where he is, it's just a waste of time" I rolled my eyes.

"You have got to be fucking joking" he gritted through his teeth. "You are not dropping this, he assaulted you and damn near raped you" he said a bit loud. "Can you please keep your voice down" I looked around us.

"You're not seriously thinking about dropping the charges against him right? He will be a FREE MAN Cristina" he slammed his fist onto the table. I was starting to get frightened by him. He put his head in his hands again.

"You listen to me, you're NOT dropping the charges against Samuel, I won't let you" He said sternly.

"Look I know you just wanna pr-" he cut me off and laughed. "Of course i wanna fucking protect you, your safety means everything to me. I don't give a shit how long this takes. I will not let him get away with the shit he did to you" he growled.

I suddenly lost my appetite, and we hadn't even ordered yet. "Can we not talk about this right now, please Jack?" I raised an eyebrow.

He took a deep breath and looked me in my eyes. "Whatever Cristina" he rolled his eyes.

Jack took a sip of his orange juice and sat back in his chair, angry.