“Started what baby?” Nick asked walking out of the bathroom brushing his teeth with only a white towel draped around his waist.
“Nothing.” Lisa shrugged watching the water from his previous shower run down his bare chest.
“Mmm…ok.” Nick sighed turning and walking back into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
“Hey Nick!” Lisa called flipping on the TV.
“What?” Nick wondered walking back into the bedroom.
“If you see a certain heartthrob by the name of Justin Timberlake don’t joke. Ok.” Lisa begged flipping through the channels.
“Why is he here?” Nick wondered pulling on a white T-shirt.
“Cause he’s here to be with Theresa for a while ok.” Lisa sighed turning the TV off. ‘Jeez, what’s with all the questions?’ Lisa thought standing up.
“I thought they broke up.” Nick said running a brush through his wet hair.
“They did, but he’s here…um…”
“What Lisa?” Nick demanded. “What’s wrong with Theresa?”
“Nothing.” Lisa snapped storming out of his room slamming the door behind herself.
“Touchy.” Nick smirked shaking his head and heading back into the bathroom to finish primping himself.
-In Theresa’s room-
Slowly opening her eyes, Theresa could hear a steady breathing in her ear and an arm around her waist. Turning her head a bit, Theresa caught the glimpse of her ex boyfriend/best friend. Smiling widely Theresa kissed the tip of his nose then turned on her side facing him.
“Hey.” Theresa whispered running her index finger over his smooth yet rough face.
“Hmm…good morning.” Justin smiled his eyes still shut, wrapping his arms around her small waist and pulling her towards him.
“Sleep well?” Theresa asked snuggling up against his chest.
“Yes, you?” Justin replied.
“Sorta, except for these damn stitches.” Theresa complained rolling onto her back and pulling her over-sized Kentucky T-shirt up to reveal her stitches.
“Baby, of course your not gonna sleep very comfy if you have those in your stomach.” Justin chuckled as he kissed her cheek then climbed out of bed.
“Nice ass!” Theresa whistled watching him walk towards the bathroom in only a pair of flannel boxers.
“Thanks.” Justin winked as he shaked his bon, bon.
“Ok Ricky Martin.” Theresa teased throwing a pillow at him as he walked into the bathroom. “Hey Lisa.” Theresa smiled as her friend came into their room.
“Hey.” Lisa frowned plopping down onto her bed.
“What’s wrong?” Theresa asked climbing out of bed and walking towards Lisa’s bed and sitting down next to her.
“I don’t know, I just feel bad.” Lisa complained crossing her arms.
“Are you sick?” Theresa asked pulling back Lisa’s bangs and pressing her hand against her forehead to fill for a fever.
“No.” Lisa shook her head. “I feel bad cause I snapped at Nick over nothing.” Lisa sighed as Theresa removed her hand.
“Why?” Theresa questioned.
“It was…um…well you.” Lisa stuttered.
“Me?” Theresa asked pointing to herself.
“Yeah.” Lisa nodded.
“Why for?” Theresa wondered in complete shock.
“Cause I told him that Justin was going to be here, and he asked why, and I said for you then he asked why again and I was going to tell him what was wrong with you and I just couldn’t cause I’d figure that you didn’t want anyone to know.” Lisa explained looking into Theresa’s bluish green eyes.
“Lisa, I’m glad that you came to me first.” Theresa smiled weakly. “You don’t have to tell him if you don’t want to but if its easier for you then tell him, I have to tell Donna anyway and by the time I tell her then the whole tour will find out about what happened.” Theresa giggled weakly.
“Theresa I’m scared.” Lisa whispered looking down at her hands.
“Don’t be.” Theresa begged pulling Lisa into a tight hug. “Everything will be ok.” She reassured.
-With Stephanie and Kevin-
“Stephanie, babe, I never got to ask you yesterday, but where were you?” Kevin asked climbing into the shower with Stephanie and began to wash her back.
“Oh…um…you see…” Stephanie began as Kevin’s large hands began to massage her shoulders and neck. “I had to go to the hospital.” She blurted out.
“Why?” Kevin worried turning Stephanie around to face him. “Are you ok? Are you pregnant?”
“No! I’m fine.” Stephanie laughed a bit at Kevin’s wordiness. “I had to take Theresa.”
“Is she ok?” Kevin asked.
“I hope she is.” Stephanie hoped turning back around and turning the shower off then climbing out followed by Kevin.
“What happened?” Kevin questioned as Stephanie wrapped a towel around herself. After explaining the whole situation to Kevin, Kevin was in total shock and didn’t know exactly what to say. “And A.J did all that?”
“No, he just triggered it.” Stephanie sighed pulling on a blue and yellow ‘Fubu’ jersey.
“But I mean, what if nothing really happened, what if A.J was telling the truth?” Kevin asked.
“Kev, we don’t know if it’s the truth or not.” Stephanie sighed. “They were drunk.”
“But…”
“Kev, get over it.” Stephanie said running a comb through her long black hair.
“Baby, have you even talked to Theresa about it?” Kevin asked.
“No…” Stephanie trailed off. “I’m scared that it might upset her and she might start cutting herself again.”
“Baby, don’t be. Theresa’s a strong girl.” Kevin comforted taking Stephanie into his arms and kissing her forehead.
-Later on that day at the venue-
“So what’s everyone up to today?” Theresa smiled looking around at everyone sitting at the table with her and Justin.
“Well I’m probably going to go back to the hotel and get some R&R.”
“I hear ya Kev.” Howie smiled. “I could use some rest and relaxation.”
“Me and Nick are going out for dinner.” Lisa smiled proudly.
“So everything worked out between you two?” Theresa asked looking at the couple.
“Yep.” Lisa nodded along with Nick.
“Hey Theresa, what about you?” Stephanie wondered.
“Well…” Theresa trailed off, “…first I have to go explain…”
“Girls there you are!” Donna hollered as soon as she entered the cafeteria.
“Speaking of.” Theresa smiled giving everyone a wink.
“Hey Donna.” Everyone called back as she headed towards the table.
“Hey, well I came to speak with you three.” Donna said pointing to Theresa, Lisa and Stephanie.
“Uh oh what did they do now?” Nick joked.
“Oh nothing, I just came to tell them that they have a photo shoot after the concert for their CD cover.” Donna exclaimed.
“We what!” Theresa nearly shouted spitting out the coke she just dank.
“You have a photo shoot. Why is that going to be a problem?” Donna asked looking at Theresa.
“Well um…Donna…you see…” Theresa stuttered looking at Justin then Stephanie and Brian.
“What?” Donna said impatiently.
“Just show her Theresa.” Stephanie suggested looking at her friend. Theresa looked at everyone then back at Donna. Nodding Theresa lifted up her baggy yellow sweatshirt.
“Oh God, Theresa!” Donna gasped clasping a hand over her mouth, kneeling down beside her Donna took a closer look at the stitching. “When did this happen?”
“Yesterday morning.” Theresa replied quietly. As Donna examined the sight, she moved Theresa’s sweater a little more to reveal yet another cut that was barely bleeding.
‘Must be a new one.’ Donna thought as she pulled down her sweater. “Come with me Theresa.” Donna demanded.
“Ok.” Theresa nodded, standing up then leaving the cafeteria following Donna.
“Looks like Donna’s gonna have a long talk with her.” Lisa stated picking at her food.
“Yeah I guess so.” Brian nodded along with the others.
“Hey has anyone seen A.J?” Nick asked looking around the table.
“Nope.” They all said looking at Stephanie.
“What?” Stephanie smirked trying to look innocent.
“We know about your fight with A.J.” Justin piped in. “Theresa was laughing when she found out.”
“Yeah so I did, he deserved it.” Stephanie giggled.
-At the same time-
“Theresa, why are you doing this again?” Donna asked seriously.
“I don’t know.” Theresa shrugged looking down at the floor as she leaned up against the hall wall.
“Why don’t ya? You’re the one that started doing it to yourself, you know how much this could hurt your image and yourself!” Donna yelled moving her hands as she talked.
“Yeah…”
“Theresa, you have a photo shoot after the concert for your CD, now how are you suppose to when you have sore or cuts and stitches everywhere? The groups CD is already a week or two behind schedule and we really need to get you girls on your way. Now you girls have been spending to…” Donna trailed off as she furred a brow at Theresa, “…we’ll all have a meeting after the concert in your dressing room.” With that Donna walked away.
“But Donna....” Theresa sighed heavily as she watched Donna walk off quickly, turning Theresa headed towards the bathroom. Pulling out a piece of folded cloth from her back pocket, Theresa unwrapped it to reveal a shiny metal razor blade. Pulling up her sweater and turning her side to the mirror Theresa ran the blade over her skin, causing a stinging pain to take away her pain.
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