Christine walks past him and climbs up the turnbuckle and looks at Matt. She tilted her head. She didn’t know if he was telling her the truth or just saying something to get out of trouble. For a moment… he had touched her… the part of her that he knew.

Christine: How do I know you are telling the truth? How do I know you are not trying to trick me?

He turns to look at her.

Christine: You could be just trying to get away, trying to let my guard down.

Matt: Chrissy.

Christine: I am not stupid Matt. I laid in a hospital bed after being raped, beaten and bruised. Just released from Vince after being held for 3 weeks. 3 WEEKS Matt. The first person I saw was my brother… then the hospital staff. When I saw you… there wasn’t concern. There wasn’t compassion. No you were cold as ice. You came in, blamed yourself for not being there and wanted out. You had already cheated on me. You had made your choice. Some freaken Bimbo was more important than your family. And for what Matt? Cause you couldn’t live with someone that was messed up? Cause you couldn’t live with yourself cause you blamed yourself? Cause you wanted to blame me?

She jumped down and started walking around him.

Christine: You wanted to believe you could turn every emotion off. You could use her to rid your mind of what you did. You wanted to make yourself believe that you pushed me out… you could be invincible. Nothing to hurt you ever again. Meanwhile, I laid in a bed, thinking I was worthless, that because of Vince… I was nothing but used meat. NO one wanted someone that had been thru what I had. And you come in demanding out… you just proved all that right. Everything he said. You let Vince win. You let him come between the family.

She stopped in front of his face and looked him dead in the eye. Thoughts she hadn’t thought of in years rolling thru her head. Feelings she had pushed far back… come forward.

Christine: Yes, this is what I became. Why? Cause no one but my family gave a damn to keep me from killing myself. Yes Matt. I almost did it. But instead of taking my life… I started to push everyone away. My brother, My family… they kids. I wasn’t worth having anyone give a damn and I still ain’t. No, My heart… or what was left was shattered. I am a shell of what I was.

Matt: Let me help you?

Christine: Help me? Help me do what? You walked away and you turned your back. You yourself over everyone.

She tilts her head. Matt hesitates before reaching out and touching her. Shock on her face. What is he doing? She couldn’t figure it out. He looks at her as she wanted nothing more than to see him suffer like he made her. What is it about Matt Ward? What is it that at this moment, that kept her from Beating the shit out of him.