It's Just a Kiss;;Christina/Johnny;;49 pt 2

this second part of the chapter is going to start out in Christina's point of view. It'll switch in to Johnnys view sometime after Christina's little "incident" okay I'm not going to give anything away. heres part two


Christina


I get to the United Center Early and before Nik, due to the fact he was running late with an appointment with his agent. I walk into the locker room and stop dead in my tracks to see a shirtless man with a towel wrapped around his waist with his eyes looking directly at mine.

Patrick fucken Sharp.

"Christina..."
"Patrick...hi," is all I can get out.
"Why are you here so early?"
"I told Nik I'd meet him here...and I uhm...I missed traffic. Uhm, obviously you are here quite early," I say, as I try to block the thoughts about what's under the towel in my mind.
"I was in the neighborhood...getting a hotdog," he says, coming toward me.
"Oh, I...uhm, I see," I say scratching my head. "That's nice."
"It is, eh? You look really good right now."
"Thanks."

His face is a mere inch toward mine. He's looking at my eyes and I'm looking at his. God, he was so fucken hot. "I've never had the urge to kiss an engaged woman until now," he smiles deviously. For some strange reason, I want to kiss him. I did, I locked my lips onto his and his towel came off. I was kissing a naked man in a locker room. I keep kissing him and before I knew it, I was against a wall.

"What the hell?"

We stop kissing and I see Johnny standing there before us. Patrick looks down to see himself naked and grabs the towel. I scratch my head and realized I just cheated on my fiance with his team mate. This was not going to go well if he ever found out. "It was a total accident."

"Relax, you're secrets safe with me, just keep your affair outside the locker room?"
"This is NOT going to happen again," I say, giving Patrick this look.
"Dude, I don't care what you two do. Have you heard from your cousin?"
"Which one? I have plenty of them."
"My girlfriend."
"Last I heard, her mother wanted her over at her house to talk. Why?"
"She's not picking up the phone and she was supposed to be here by now."
"Weird, she always calls if shes running late...dude put some clothes on!" I yell at Patrick.
"I think somethings wrong."

My phone goes off. It's Ella's dad. I answer the phone. "Christina, have you seen Ella?" He asks me as I put the phone on speaker. I tell him no and that her mom wanted her to go to her house. "Christina you shouldn't have let her do that."

"Why?"
"Her mom's been on drugs the past few weeks. She went crazy on Alfonso last weekend. Ella's not answering the phone and I'm not in town to go over there."

I watch Johnny out of the locker room. "Zio Lorenzo I'll call you back. JOHNNY!" I yell as I run out of the locker room with a fully clothes Patrick behind me. "Johnny stop!" I yell as he turns to look at me with his car keys in hand. "You have a game tonight," Patrick then tells him.

"Cover for me, I'll be back as soon as I can. Text me the address."
"Johnny her mother is going nuts," I tell him.
"Sharpie cover for me."
"What do you want me to tell them?"
"I don't know, that my tire blew? I'll be back as soon as possible."

I watch Johnny storm out of the building, in hopes that he'll get there in time.

Johnny


I drive like hell to Ella's mom's house. I stopped at my appartment and picked up a baseball bat just in case before hand. I follow Christina's directions to the house and get there. I open the garage code and walk into the house to see I'm in the kitchen. "Ella!" I yell, but I don't hear her. I walk around the house quietly. "Ella!" I yell at the stairs.

"JOHNNY!?" She yells back.

I run the stairs and go to the only closed door. I try to open it but it's locked. "Ella are you in there?!" I yell. I can hear her crying. This isn't good. "Ella hold on!" I bang the door open and see Ella tied to the bed post. Her face is in her knees and she's refusing to look at me. I untie her and bring her face to mine. "Ella, who did this to you?" I ask her as her facial expression changes. She looks terrified. I turn my head but my face hits the bed. It's her mom. "WHAT DID YOU FUCKEN DO TO HER!?" I'm yelling.

"Get out of here you worthless piece of shit. The two of you are perfect for each other, you worth nothing fuckers."
"You have no right to talk about her like that," I begin as I pick Ella up bridal style. "You come near her again and I'll kill you myself."
"I'd love to see you try."
"I'm capabale of a lot of things, killing you may just be one of them."

I grab the phone off the nightstand and storm out of there. Ella's head is buried into my chest. "BRING HER BACK IN HERE!" I hear some one yell from behind me. I turn around, Ella still in my arms. I'm pissed now. I put Ella in the car and stare at her mother some more.

"It is taking all I have not to come over there and kill you," I tell her.
"Look at you Johnny, you worth for nothing arrogant assfucker."
"It's the drugs talking, you're not worth it."

I get to the locker room during intermission with Ella in my arms. The whole team is looking at me and Coach Quenville stops his lecture. His hands are on his hips. "Jon, where the hell have you been!? Nice to see you finally showed up."

"I'll explain later, we need a doctor now!" I'm yelling as the team doctor rushed over. I placed her on the bench as he was examining her.
"What happend?"
"I think she got the crap beaten out of her," I say.
"She's all shook up. Coach ya want him playing?"
"Jonny suit up, she's in good hands."

We won seven four and are now leading the series by one. I rushed back into the locker room and saw our team doctor. He rushed over and put his hands on my shoulders. "Who the hell did that to her?" He asks me.

"Her mother."
"Shit, she's got a gash the size of a baseball on her head. She's lucky she didn't have brain damage. She's fine though, she wants you."

I run over to the bench in my skates. She's got a bandaid on her stomach and stiches on her forehead. She looks like a hotmess. "Baby, are you okay?" I ask her as I run my hand through her hair. She's crying a little bit.

"Johnny, I can't go back there," she says through sobs.
"I'm not letting you. You're staying with me tonight."

I bring her into my condo bridal style. She's sleeping as her head is dug into my chest. I lay her on my bed and put the covers over her as I kiss her forehead. "I love you," I whisper in her ear. I lie down next to her and wrap my arm around her. It was a long night and truth be told, I'm glad it was over.


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