"Come on, hurry up!" Robbie called through Christina's door. "We're gonna be late!"

"In a minute!" Christina yelled back. "I'm still getting dressed."

"Aw, geez, you've been doing that for an hour now."

Robbie had invited Christina to a party given by one of his actor friends. She was so flattered to be going to an event with some famous people. Maybe she could snag an autograph or a selfie. This was so exciting.

Christina stepped back from her mirror and examined her appearance. She was wearing a black tank style crop top and a mini, with dark stockings and heels. Her makeup was on fleek with the smoky eyeshadow. Christina fluffed out her hair and twirled around. This was her first real party and she wanted to look perfect. Who knows, maybe she'll be discovered by one of the guests. Somebody very important.

Robbie banged on the door again. "Come on, dammit!"

"Chill your balls, I'm coming!" Christina yelled back.

"Damn, girl." Robbie said through her door. "Whose balls do you kiss with that mouth?"

"Shut up."

Robbie leaned against the door. If he hadn't been so generous as to invite Christina to this party he would have been there already. Having some drinks, chilling with his boys, flirting with his girls. Instead he was playing the Let's Wait All Night On Christina Game. Why do women take a hundred years to get ready? Why can't they just throw on some damn clothes and call it a day? Who gets women?

Christina's door opened. Finally! She stepped out and stood before him. "How do I look?"

Robbie froze at the sight of her. She looked just how she did in that photo, with her dark makeup and clothes that left little to the imagination. Damn!

Christina saw how he looked her up and down with a hungry expression while rooted to the spot. "What? I thought you were in a hurry."

Robbie cleared his throat. "Is that what you're wearing?"

She looked down. "Isn't this okay for the party?"

"Oh it's good, it's hella good."

"Your girls wear less than this on the street."

Robbie laughed. "True that. Come on."

When they pulled up to the house Robbie turned to her. "Listen, when we get in stay close."

"Why?"

"There's going to be a lot of guys there. Most of them I don't know. Some are the sketchy types. And with your outfit. . ."

"I thought you said this was fine." She said.

"It is." Robbie was holding her hand. "I'm just saying, be careful. Just stick with me."

Christina didn't argue. She could see a lot of sophisticated people already there and she felt a little intimidated.

Music blared from the D.J. when they arrived. A tall man greeted Robbie with a handshake and a hug.

"Robbie, glad you finally showed your face," the man joked.

"Hey, you know I never miss a party."

The man fixed his gorgeous eyes on Christina. "Well who is this?"

Robbie put his arm around her. "This is Christina Gray. Christina, meet Colin--"

Christina gushed. "Oh my God, I know you. From 'Once Upon A Time'. I love that show."

Colin took her hand. "A pleasure, Christina."

Christina was so excited to meet Colin. She couldn't believe this. "You are so awesome on that show."

"Well thanks, love, that's how I met this idiot here."

"Aw go to hell." Robbie joked.

Colin put an arm around each of them. "Let's go get a drink. I have a lot of stories about this guy."

They had a few drinks. Robbie kept Christina by his side as they mixed and mingled with the other guests. Christina was having a great time. Everyone was so nice and cool to her. She was so glad Robbie invited her.

"Hey," Christina nudged Robbie as they sat with Colin by the balcony. "Where's the bathroom? I need to freshen up."

Robbie stood up. "I'll take you."

"That's okay, I can find it."

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Robbie frowned. "I think I'd better go along--"

"I can take care of myself." Christina stood up. "You guys go on with your stories, I'll be back in a minute."

Colin pointed toward the ceiling. "It's upstairs to your right."

"Thanks." Christina had to squeeze through a lot of people to get upstairs. They were everywhere, on the stairs, in the hall. Colin must know everybody, she thought.

After finishing up in the bathroom Christina came out and was confronted by a man.

"Well looky here," the man grinned. "Small world."

Christina looked up. It was that creep from the movie theater, the one Robbie slammed against the wall.

The creep leered. "You're looking good tonight. How about we have our own little party?"

"Fuck off, asshole!" Christina tried to squeeze past him but he grabbed her and dragged her into a nearby bedroom.

"What the hell?" Christina screamed. "Let me go! Let me go dammit! Help!" She tried to knee him in the crotch but only got his thigh. He laughed.

"Whoa, filly! You like it rough? We can play it like that, works for me." He pushed her on the bed.

Christina felt a cold fear. Oh no, he wasn't. She slapped him and he hit her, hard. She felt pain on the side of her chest.

"Watch it, bitch." The man hissed. "That pretty boy of yours ain't here to save you."

Meanwhile Robbie was looking around downstairs. "Christina is taking forever, where is she?"

"You know how women are," Colin said. "She's probably still doing her makeup."

Robbie shook his head. "This is too long even for her." He set his drink down. "I'm gonna go check on her. Something's not right."

Robbie went upstairs squeezing through the crowd. He knocked on the bathroom door and found a couple in there snorting cocaine. Where was Christina? He was worried. She didn't know anyone here.

He heard a scream.

He looked around. It was coming from one of the bedrooms.

Without hesitation Robbie kicked the door open. He found a man wrestling with Christina on the bed. Christina screamed again and the man slapped her across the face.

"Motherfucker!" Robbie yelled as he grabbed the man from behind and flung him aside. "Get the fuck off of her or die!"

"Aw, what's the matter?" the guy mocked. "Jealous much? I'll share, just wait your turn."

Robbie hauled off and punched him, knocking him to the ground.

Christina lay there in shock watching as Robbie tore the creep up. She was so glad that Robbie had come in just in time, before anything happened. Thank God!

Robbie was suddenly leaning over her. "Are you okay?" He saw that her clothes were torn. That son of a bitch! He helped her off the bed. "Christina, talk to me. Did he do anything?"

"No, just tried. " She was shaking and in pain. Robbie removed his shirt and wrapped it around her. "Where is he?"

"Unconscious. Let's get out of here before he wakes up."

Christina felt somewhat better when Robbie covered her with his own shirt. Safer. His arms were still wrapped around her. Without thinking she hugged him back and kissed him, hard.

Robbie was thrown for a moment, then he returned the kiss, holding her tight. "Baby, wait," he broke it. "I really hate to interrupt this but we have to go."

With his arm around her Robbie helped her to the car. He sat her in the passenger seat and went behind the wheel. "I'll call Colin later," he said. "Just tell him we got sick or something. Plus tell him not to invite that guy again."

"That's the jerk from the movie theater. The one that tried to pick me up."

"Oh no wonder he looked familiar. I'm glad I got to kick his ass twice then."

Christina felt a persistent pain in her chest. "Ow."

"What? Are you okay? That bastard hit you pretty hard."

"Oh, I'm fine, no big deal." She flinched again from the pain.

"You're not all right, you look like you're hurting." Robbie lifted up her shirt. There was a huge dark mark on her skin right over her rib cage. His jaw clenched at the sight. "Oh that motherfucker."

"Robbie."

"When I get through with him there won't be anything left. He broke your rib." Robbie gently touched it making Christina cry out. "Okay we're going to the emergency room. Right now. You're gonna be just fine."