What Happened?

Nick’s point of view


Many hours later we were done packing about half of Stacey’s stuff. Unfortunately, the apartment didn’t look any cleaner, if anything, it looked messier.
“Thanks for coming,” said Dawn coming into the room and startling me.
“Oh, no problem, it was fun actually. For once I didn’t have to pack my own stuff and have one or all of the guys yell at me to be neater about it,” I grinned. Dawn laughed.
“Glad to be of help,” she said smiling. She looked at her wristwatch, “Wow, I didn’t realize it was so late.”
“What time is it?” I asked gesturing towards my wrist, which did not have a watch.
“A little after 1am,” replied Dawn showing me her watch.
“Wow, time sure flies when you’re packing stuff,” I said laughing, Dawn joined in. It was then that my cell phone rang. “Oh great, I bet it’s Brian,” I said groaning. Dawn was still laughing. “Hello?” I said.
“Hey Nick,” said Brian. Was I right or what?
“Hi Bri, what’s up?” I asked.
“Oh not much, but did you forget that we have a photo shoot at seven in the morning?” reminded me Brian. The guy was like a walking talking planner, oh wait, never mind, that was Kevin.
“No I didn’t forget, I was about to head back to the hotel now,” I said. “What do you think I am? A total idiot?”
“Well…” began Brian.
“Don’t even think about finishing that sentence,” I warned. I heard him laughing. “Why is it that people always have a laugh at my expense?” I sighed.
“Sorry Nick, I couldn’t resist,” said Brian letting out another laugh.
“Yeah okay, so I’ll see you back at the hotel okay?” I said.
“Okay, bye Frack,” said Brian.
“Bye Frick,” I said and hung up. I turned to Dawn. “Well, the Backstreet police wants me back at the hotel,” I said grinning.
“Then I guess you better get there, I mean you wouldn’t want to disappoint them,” she said grinning back.
“I guess, so I’ll call you tomorrow okay?” I said heading towards the door.
“Okay, cool, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” said Dawn.
“Bye Stacey!” I called out and heard a muffled response from Stacey’s room. I laughed and then looked at Dawn. “Bye Dawn,” I said and gave her a quick hug.
“Bye Nick,” said Dawn hugging me back. I then opened the door and left.

TWO DAYS LATER
Dawn’s point of view


“LANA!!” I exclaimed as I saw her come up the driveway.
“DAWN!!” she yelled back and we hugged tightly. “I still can’t believe that I’m gonna be living with you! This is gonna be so great!”
“I know, come on, let’s get you inside,” I said grabbing a couple of her bags. After we got all her stuff in her room and all over the house, we went to my room to listen to some music. We were lying on my bed looking at the ceiling and listening to BSB’s Millennium.
“Don’t you think that he’s absolutely perfect?” said Lana turning over and looking at Nick’s poster on my closet. Lana was just as big of a BSB fan as I was.
“Um…yeah, totally,” I agreed remembering that Lana knew nothing of Nick and me.
“Dawn, what are you not telling me?” asked Lana looking at me. She could always figure out when I wasn’t telling her the whole story.
I shifted uncomfortably, “Well you see, uh…” I said trying to figure out how to tell her. “I met this guy online and he was really nice and everything,” I began.
“Yeah and?” asked Lana.
“And his name is Nick and he’s 20,” I said emphasizing Nick’s name and age while casually pointing at Nick’s poster. Lana followed with her eyes in the direction I was pointing and her eyes widened.
“NO WAY!!” she screamed. “Don’t tell me that you met Nick Carter online!”
“Okay, I won’t tell you,” I said shrugging. Lana sat up sharply and that caused some of her dark-brown hair to fall into her eyes.
“No way, I don’t believe you, you’re kidding right?” she said brushing her hair out of her face.
“No I’m not kidding,” I said and then heard the doorbell. I smiled knowing that it was Nick. “Why don’t you go ask Nick yourself?” I said casually getting up to go answer the door.
“Yeah right, you expect me to believe that it’s Nick Carter at our door?” asked Lana getting up too.
“Yes I do,” I said and opened the door. “Hey Nick,” I said when I saw him.
“Hey Dawn,” he said and then turned to Lana, “You must be Lana, am I right?” he asked grinning. Lana just stared at him frozen in shock. I started laughing.
“Yes she’s Lana, but she’s kinda in shock right now,” I said in between laughs.
“Wow,” Lana finally managed to say. She turned to me, “You weren’t kidding,” she stated.
“Nope,” I said shaking my head. After Lana had gotten over her initial shock, the three of us all went out to get some pizza.

THREE DAYS LATER


I was sitting home doing some of my homework when I heard the doorbell. I looked at my watch and noticed that it was only 2:30, so it couldn’t have been Nick. I frowned and got up to answer the door. I stared in shock at the person standing in the doorway.
“JOHN!” I exclaimed my voice registering no happiness at all.
“Hey Dawn,” said John giving me a half smile.
“What are you doing here?” I asked coldly.
“Can’t a boyfriend come see his girlfriend?” asked John casually.
“You’re not my boyfriend,” I stated. “We broke up four months ago, get over it, I did.”
“But Dawn I miss you and I still love you,” he said with pleading eyes.
“Well I don’t miss you nor love you,” I said relaxing my voice slightly.
“Please, can we talk?” he asked.
“We have nothing to talk about,” I said and began to close the door. He stopped me.
“Please?” he begged. I hesitated remembering how I could never resist him for long.
“Fine,” I agreed. “But not long.”
“Okay, great, let’s go for a walk and I can explain some stuff,” said John holding the door open for me. I grabbed my jacket and left.

Nick’s point of view


“So are we done here or what?” I asked impatiently. The guys and me were at the photo shoot and we’ve been posing for pictures for the past seven hours! It was ridiculous. You’d think they were going to fill a book with all the photos they took, but no, they only needed a few shots for a magazine.
“Yeah we are,” answered Kevin wearily. Even he was already tired and annoyed, and he was the most patient of the group.
“Thank God!” I exclaimed and went to change into my own clothing. I was tying my shoes when I saw Howie coming up to me.
“Hey, so where are you off to in such a hurry?” he asked.
“I’m gonna go see Dawn, I told her I’d stop by around 3,” I said.
“Well, you’re gonna be late,” said Howie.
I looked at him, “What do you mean?”
“It’s already after 3,” he replied motioning towards the clock on the wall that said it was 3:15.
“Damn it,” I said, grabbed my jacket and ran out the door. I got to Dawn’s house twenty minutes later and rang the doorbell.
“Hi Nick,” said Lana seeing me after opening the door.
“Hey Lana,” I said coming in. I looked around, “So where’s Dawn?”
“I don’t know, I came home and she wasn’t here,” she replied.
I frowned, “That’s weird, I told her that I would come by around 3.”
Lana raised her eyebrows and looked at her watch, “It’s almost four,” she said laughing.
“Yeah well, you should know that the Backstreet Boys are always late,” I said grinning. “And since I’m a Backstreet Boy, you can’t expect me to be exactly on time.”
“Good point, but I’m sure she’ll be home soon,” said Lana sitting down on the couch.
“Okay, do you mind if I wait for her here?” I asked sitting down too.
“Nope, not at all, wanna watch some TV?” she asked.
“Sure,” I replied. We watched TV for about a half an hour and then heard the door opening. I got up and saw Dawn walk in.
“Oh, Nick, I’m really sorry, you must’ve been waiting here for over an hour,” apologized Dawn.
“Nope, I actually got here only a half an hour ago, I was late too,” I said smiling.
“Oh okay, that makes me feel better,” said Dawn and took off her jacket.
“So where were you?” asked Lana.
“John showed up out of nowhere and wouldn’t leave me alone until I agreed to talk to him,” replied Dawn. I saw a look of anger pass by on Lana’s face at the mention of John.
“What did he want?” she asked coolly.
“To talk, he started saying how much he still loves me and how much he wants me back and how he’s sorry that he cheated on me,” said Dawn sitting down.
“I’m guessing that John is your ex,” I observed.
Dawn nodded, “Yeah, we broke up four months ago, and he still won’t get it.”
Then Lana noticed something strange, “Dawn, what’s on your arm?” she asked.
“What?” asked Dawn looking at her left arm.
“No, your right arm, right there,” said Lana slightly raising Dawn’s short sleeve and revealing a large black and blue bruise.
“Oh that, I got up during the night to get a drink and walked into my own door,” said Dawn dismissing it with a wave of her hand. “I can be so clumsy sometimes.”
“But I didn’t see a bruise on your arm in the morning,” pressed Lana.
“I guess it showed up recently,” said Dawn shrugging.
“I guess,” said Lana but I could see that she didn’t believe Dawn.

Dawn’s point of view


A few hours later, after Nick left, I went to my room and closed the door. I lay down on my bed and let the tears flow from my eyes. I couldn’t believe that it was happening again and that I was letting it happen again. I thought that I stopped it back then, but it’s like déjà vu. I knew that I couldn’t tell Lana or Nick what was happening because I was too scared. I felt very vulnerable and all alone. Finally, after about forty minutes, I finally managed to cry myself to sleep.

THE NEXT DAY


I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed it.
“Hello?” I said half asleep.
“Hi baby,” came John’s voice.
I instantly snapped awake, “What do you want?” I asked coldly.
“I want you to meet me in the park in an hour,” replied John.
“And if I don’t want to?” I asked.
“Please?” he asked. I felt myself giving in once again, but this time I knew that I was only going to go to tell him that it was really over and I never wanted to see him again.
“Okay, fine, I’ll meet you there,” I said and hung up the phone. I rolled over in my bed and got up.
“Dawn, who was on the phone?” I heard Lana yelling from her room.
“John,” I said walking into her room.
“Don’t tell me he wants to see you again,” groaned Lana. She never liked John.
“He does, but this time I’m going to tell him to get a life and let me move on with mine,” I replied.
“Good, it’s about time he had a dose of reality,” said Lana. “So when are you meeting him?”
“In an hour, in the park next to our house,” I replied. “So I’m gonna go get ready.” I said and went back to my room.

Nick’s point of view


I was getting dressed to go to yet another interview when I heard Brian at my door. For once he actually knocked, maybe it was because the door was locked.
“Hey Bri,” I said opening the door for him.
“Hey Nicky, you almost ready?” he asked coming in.
“Yeah, just let me find my shirt,” I said looking around my room.
“How do you find anything in this mess?” asked Brian.
“I don’t know, I just do,” I said spotting my shirt hanging over the chair. I quickly put it on and went to the mirror to fix my hair. I carefully looked at my reflection making sure that there was no repeat of my horror morning a few days earlier.
“Nice to see you actually looking in the mirror before going somewhere Nick,” said Brian, I shot him a dirty look.
“Very funny,” I said with no amusement in my voice.
“I know,” said Brian laughing.
“Guys come on, get a move on it, we don’t wanna be late,” said Kevin sticking his head into my room.
“Kev, we’re always late,” I pointed out. “People start to worry if we’re actually on time.”
“Good one Nick, now let’s go,” said Kevin holding my door open.
“Fine, we’re going,” I sighed and followed Brian out the door.
We all spent the next few hours answering questions like, “What’s your favorite color?” and “How did you guys meet?” Finally, we were free to go and I decided to, of course, go see Dawn. But when I got there Dawn wasn’t home again, and I ended up talking to Lana.
“So, what’s the deal with Dawn and this John guy?” I asked.
“Dawn was with him for five months and things seemed to be going great between them,” began Lana. “But then he started spending less and less time with her, and I heard that they were having a lot of fights,” Lana stopped to take a sip of her soda. “And then Dawn started to get really withdrawn, she was depressed, her grades fell, I hardly saw her. She wouldn’t tell anyone what was going on and it didn’t seem to stop. Finally, before their six-month anniversary, she found out that he cheated on her and she broke up with him and all of a sudden it was like she was back. She became her usual friendly outgoing self, no more depression, no more fights, it’s like she got her life back,” explained Lana.
“Oh, so no one ever knew what exactly happened between Dawn and John?” I asked thoughtfully.
“Nope, and when I tried to talk to Dawn about it, she told me that it was ancient history and I should just forget it, like she did,” shrugged Lana.
“Hmm, something doesn’t sound right,” I said.
“I know, but there’s nothing anyone can do about it,” said Lana. We then heard the door being opened and a few seconds later Dawn walked into the living room.
“Hey guys,” she greeted us.
“Hey,” I said and went up to hug her. But when I put my arms around her, I heard Dawn let out a small cry of pain. I immediately released her and looked into her eyes. “Dawn, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing, I just have a small bruise on my stomach that’s all,” said Dawn, but I could see by the clear pain on her face, that it was more than just a little bruise.
“Can I see?” I asked. Dawn lifted her shirt and both me and Lana gasped at what we saw. In the area of Dawn’s ribs, on the left side, there were at least four bruises. They ranged from about two to four inches. I stared at Dawn in disbelief. I saw tears gathering in her eyes and felt my eyes go moist as well. “Dawn, what happened? And I want the truth,” I stated and I knew that I wasn’t going to give up until she told me how she got the bruises. Although I already suspected what really happened.


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