I was in a deep sleep until I felt someone pull my head up by my hair.

"Bitch! Wakeup!" I heard someone yell.

"What?" I asked scared. I knew it was Nick, but why would he act like
this?

"Nothing," he shrugged and slapped me. He pulled me up by my shirt up to his face. I could smell the liquor on his breath.

"Why're you doing this?" I whimpered.

"You were bad," he said evilly punching my eye. He picked me up and
threw me into the wall. He hit me a few more times before I ran out of there.

"Brian!" I yelled panicked and knocking, "BRI! HELP!"

"Al? What happened?" he asked scratching his head. I saw Nick come out of my room.

"Let me in," I said panicked and pushing by him. I shut the door, but I was so scared it actually slammed.

"You're bleeding," he said sitting by me down on his unmade bed.

"It's nothing, I just," I stuttered, "Can I stay in here tonight?" I asked scared.

"Yeah, but tell me what happened, please?" he asked.

"Nick was drunk and angry and he came at me while I was sleeping. He was just drunk, he'll be okay tomorrow," I explained.

"I'm so sorry," Brian said hugging me.

"Ah!" I gasped pulling away, "Just don't tell Nick about this if he doesn't
remember, promise me," I said looking in his eyes.

"I promise, just don't go back in there without me checking first," he
replied.

Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door.

"Ali! I know you're in there!" We both heard Nick yell. I shook a little and pulled my knees up to my chest.

"Don't say anything," Brian whispered.

I nodded as he got up.

"Nick go back to bed. She'll see you in the morning," Brian said calmly.

Nick banged his head on the door.

"Fine!" he said still angry.

"Thank you," I whispered as Brian came back over.

"Welcome. Now get in bed, go to sleep," Brian said covering me up, "I'm
right here when you need me," Brian whispered and kissed my head. I soon fell asleep.

The next morning I felt weird with Brian next to me.

"Bri," I said shaking him, "I'm gunna go back now."

"Let me check it out," Brian said getting up. I gave him my room key and
followed behind him. He opened the door to see Nick laying on the floor.

"Lets get him in bed," I suggested going to see if Nick was okay. As soon as I touched him he woke up.

"Hey baby," he smiled. I signalled to Brian he could leave, What happened?
You're all beat up."

"I, um, fell down the stairs," I lied.

"Let me help you with that black eye," Nick said getting up.

He made an ice pack and rested it on my eye. He gently caressed my face.
"Maybe I shouldn't go tonight. It wouldn't look good for the press. I'm
feeling really sore anyway," I made up excuses.

"Oh, honey, please come? You still look beautiful," he assured me.

"Fine," I agreed reluctantly.

"Yay!" he said like a little kid and hugging me tight.

"Oh, ow, Nick please don't," I said with my eyes welling up. Nick lifted the back of my shirt a little staring at the bruises.

"Ali, the stairs didn't do this," Nick said sensing I was lying.

"Yeah, yes they did. 20 stairs will do that to ya," I laughed nervously.

"Why were you with Brian?" he asked.

"He found me unconscious at the ground floor," I lied again. I must've been a terrible liar. He saw right through me.

"Tell me what happened," he said looking in my eyes. He seemed so worried, I couldn't lie to him anymore.

"You did it," I mumbled.

Nick had a horrified expression on his face. "I'm sorry," he cried.

"No, I'm lying, you didn't do anything," I said scared and panicked. I didn't want him to overreact.

"Yes I did," he cried more.

"No, its all makeup! Gotcha good, didn't I?" I laughed nervously.

"I'm so sorry," he said not being able to look at me and laying his head in his hands to cover up his tears. He didn't want me to see him crying, but I
did.

"I'm fine," I smiled pulling his head up and kissing him, "Come on, I need a
shower. Come with me."

"Okay," he said like a little kid that hates to be wrong.

"Don't worry about this, this is nothing," I said trying to make him feel
better. We got in the bathroom and I stripped down to my underwear. Nick was in his boxers. He stood against the wall just staring at my back. I turned around and kissed him forcefully.

Passion took over Nick's sorrow and he became rough with me. He pushed
me up against the wall. It hurt a lot, but I didn't want him to feel bad. Nick put his arms around my back and gently rubbed it as if he knew I was in pain from the wall. We got into it a little more and this time, it wasn't a mistake. We had made a bond between the both of us. It was a lot more sentimental this time and Nick seemed to enjoy himself more.

We were both sober and remembered and were away of everything that went on."Don't leave this time," I whispered to Nick as he put his sweaty
arms around me.

He laughed a little. "I won't," He assured me with his ever so famous half smile.

"So much for the shower," I giggled and kissed his cheek.