(2) Risky Situations - Completed

**HAVE TO READ 'WHY DO YOU DO THIS" FIRST**

Justin has been suffering in jail for 2 and a half years. Jessica has been staying the the bieber-mallette household for the past 2 years, feeling depressed without Justin.
Justin thinks Jessica doesn't love him. after all that has happened.
when he is released will things go back to normal?

*SEQUEL TO WHY DO YOU DO THIS?*

Copyright © 2013 by Love_kidrauhl
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23. lies

Jessica’s POV

 

I was standing there, shocked and admittedly frightened. It’s like I saw the dream right in front of my eyes. Oh poor Justin, he must’ve taken it the wrong way.

I gasped, a hand covering my open mouth.  Where did he go? I sighed, running a hand through my hair and mentally slapped myself for thinking Justin would hurt me.

I’m positive he would never hurt, not intentionally anyway. I looked down at what I was wearing, a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top.

I have to go after Justin.

I ran to the front door, and then opened it, slamming it shut behind me. I ran down the driveway and onto the sidewalk, my bare feet slapping against the cement. I ran until I saw a figure storming off into the distance, shirtless.

Even from faraway, I could tell who it was. I picked up the pace, keeping an eye out for other passing pedestrians. Soon, I was about 2 meters away from him.

‘JUSTIN!’ I screamed out, hoping he would turn around.

He did, just for a second, and then rolled his eyes, beginning to walk away again.

‘NO JUSTIN!’ I screamed, out of breath.

Tears were brimming my eyes, as I watched him walk away again. I started running again, until I was so close, I was able to wrap my fingers around his wrist. He immediately turned around, tears threatening to fall as well.

‘Justin, please.’ I said, resting my hands on my knees.

‘What Jessica!’ he yelled, through clenched teeth.

‘I'm, im sorry.’ I said my breathing back to normal.

‘Sure.’ He said, crossing his arms over his chest.

‘No, no Justin… YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!’ I screamed, finally losing my cool.

‘WHAT DO I NOT UNDERSTAND?’

‘YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY I REACTED HOW I DID!’

‘THEN WHY? WHAT OTHER EXPLANATION IS THERE.’ He said, throwing his arms up in the air. ‘YOU WERE SCARED, THAT I WOULD KILL YOU, JUST LIKE I KILLED THE OTHER TWO. YOU DON’T TRUST ME ENOUGH TO THINK THAT I WOULD NEVER HURT YOU!’ he said, spit spraying out from his clenched teeth.

‘JUSTIN I KNOW YOU WOULD NEVER HURT ME!’ I screamed, tears finally giving way.

‘LIES!’ He screamed, his tears giving way too.

‘TRUTHS JUSTIN! I KNOW THAT YOU WOULD NEVER HURT ME! I KNOW THAT YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING TO PROTECT ME! YOU HAVE TO LET ME EXPLAIN!’

‘FINE, GO AHEAD. EXPLAIN!’ he yelled, his fists curled tightly by his sides.

‘I HAD A NIGHTMARE!’ I screamed, my voice becoming hoarse.

I cleared my sore throat and started explaining, my volume gaining its normal level.

‘My, my dream… I couldn’t go to sleep, so I tried looking for you... I found you downstairs, with your back facing me… in the kitchen, just like a minute ago.’ I started, tears pouring out of my bloodshot eyes.

‘I called your name… and you turned around, wearing gloves… just like a minute ago… you, you had a butcher’s knife in your hands…’ I whispered, tears falling more rapidly.

‘We had a conversation, just like we did a minute ago, about what you were doing, and what’s so scary… and you kept walking up to me.. Like you literally did… but, but…’ I started, finding unbearable to finish it.

‘You… you…’ I started again, more tears pouring down my face.

‘I DID WHAT!’ just asked, annoyed, being the impatient person he is.

‘YOU STUCK THE KNIFE INTO MY NECK!’ I screamed, looking up at Justin’s for the first time since I started explaining.

‘YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT TRASH!’ he said.

I couldn’t do this anymore. I collapsed on the pavement and started sobbing heavily into my hands.

‘HOW CAN YOU NOT TRUST ME?’ Justin screamed, probably running his hands through his hair.

‘I do trust you…’ I mumbled, not bothering to scream anymore.

‘WHAT’S A RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT TRUST?’ He asked me.

I found some confidence and picked myself up, walking close to him.

‘Justin. How could you do this to me? I waited years for you to get out of jail. I stayed with you even when you killed two people. I loved you, and still do.’ I said, not bothering to raise my voice.

His face softened and he looked down, probably regretting his accusations.

‘I know you will never hurt me intentionally.’

‘I’m, ‘I’m sorry.’ Justin quivered, reaching his hand out to grasp mine.

‘No Justin.’ I said, pulling my hand away.

‘We have been having too many fights. You’ve put me through too much. All of this is not good for the baby, and you know that. How could I forget, the baby.’ I said, throwing my hands up in the air.

‘No, no Jess.’ He said, trying to grasp my hand again.

‘No Justin, im done with all this…’ I said, trying to find a word for it all.

‘No, baby… we can’t be done.’ Justin said, more tears pouring down his cheeks. I hated seeing him cry, but I had to stay strong.

‘Yes we can Justin.’ I said, turning on my heels, walking back to the house to get my stuff.

‘Jessica, where will you stay?’ he asked, grabbing my wrist.

‘I’ll find somewhere.’ I said, wiping my tears.

‘No you can’t do this Jess…’ Justin said. ‘m-my baby, our baby.’ he continued.

I ignored him and kept walking. Soon, after hearing countless pleas, apologizes and sobbing noises from Justin, I made it too his house.

I walked up to his front door and opened it, pushing it open. I ran upstairs and straight to Justin’s room, opening his bedroom door. I walked to the closet, pulling out a suitcase from under some dirty clothes.

I started putting clothes in there, walking to the bathroom to get my make-up, and stuffing it in the suitcase too. I zipped it up, after about 5 minutes of constant rushing.

I grabbed my phone and my shoulder bag, before walking to Justin’s bedroom door, for it to swing open, giving me a shock.

Standing there was a sad Justin, tears pouring down his face. He fell to his knees and put his hands together, looking up at me.

‘Baby, Jessica, im so sorry. Please don’t leave me, don’t walk out on us.’ He begged, squeezing his eyes shut.

‘No Justin, I’ve given you so many chances, and you’ve used them up like they were nothing.’

With that, I grabbed my suitcase and slung my shoulder bag over my head, before walking around Justin. I walked downstairs, and out the front door.

I made my way to the nearest bus-stop, sitting on the bench, waiting for the bus to come. It pained me to leave Justin, but all this emotional stress; it’s too much for me and the baby.

I don’t know where I go from here, but I know it’s going to be worth it, for the future of my baby.

 

A/N DON’T HATE ME!!!!

JESSICA AND JUSTIN, NO MORE… </3

WHERE WILL JESSICA GO FROM THERE?

WHAT WILL JUSTIN DO?

WILL JUSTIN GO AFTER HER?

WILL JESSICA STEP INTO DANGER?

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