Justin's Girl *Finished*

Toby, is my name. I am 17. I am a normal girl, that liked to skateboard, go to the beach, shop, ect. But my mom got in contact with her friend from high school, and I got back to talking to her son..//// I was in love. In love with my mom's close friend's son.... Justin.... We hang out, go places, talk on the phone and all the other things. But my dad was to protective. What happens when I make a move? What happens when he does? Does he like me? Does he run? Did my dad, fight him? Did I run? Do I tell my parents? Do I lose everything? ....


28. Stop! (Toby's POV)

  "Move! Little boy!," My dad yelled out the window to Justin as Justin had both his hands on the front car pushing it back, as my dad tried to drive off.

  "No," Justin simplely said. My dad grew angrier. He turned the car off and I looked at him.

  "What are you doing," I said pulling my dad's arm as he got out of the car.

  "Giving Justin what he is asking for," he said tugging his arm away and shutting the door. Justin removed his hands from the car and backed away as my dad went infront of him. I couldn't really understand what they were saying but right when I seen my dad's fist go up and punch Justin in the face, that was it.

  "No, stop!," I yelled as I got out of the car and slamed it shut and ran over to my father grabing his shirt and pulling as hard as I could to get him away from Justin. My dad hit again and again till Justin fell to the ground as I still tried to pull him away. Justin should have gave up but he didn't, he must of cared for me alot.

  "Oh look," my dad laughed. "Little boy wont give up," he said punching Justin so he hit the car. I stared at Justin who's face was bleeding. I let go of my dad and went to Justin and blocked him from my dad.

  "Stop! Just Stop! Leave I don't want to be with you!," I yelled pushing my father farther and farther away from Justin who just got up once more. Justin this time, grabed my hand and stood as straight as he could, telling my father he cared for me to never give up. My dad's fave turned to a frown and griped my hand in his hand and tightened, making me yelp in pain. "Stop!," I yelled at him as he pulled me away from Justin, who was now on the ground once again because my father pushed him away from the car. My dad pushed me in the back seats and said,"You move, i'll hurt him some more." Tears fell down my cheeks as my dad let go of my hand and slamed the door.

  He walked to the driver's side and shut the door, and before I knew it we were gone as Justin laid on the ground.

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