(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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22. misunderstanding

Jessica’s POV

 

I shot up, my forehead and palms all sweaty. My eyes searched around the room, making sure everything was ok.

Then, my gaze turned to the sleeping figure beside me. Justin had his arm wrapped around my waist loosely, and his head turned the other way.

I sighed in relief, and my hand went up to my neck.

No cut, I was feeling no pain.

I sighed again and leaned up against the headboard of the bed. Justin started stirring in his sleeps which, for some odd reason, made my blood turn cold.

Was I afraid of Justin? I hope not.

I pried his arm off from around my waist and swung my legs around the edge of the bed, placing my hand on my chest. I was still breathing heavily. That’s when I felt a hot breath on my neck.

‘Baby, where are you going?’ Justin’s weary raspy voice mumbled in my ear.

‘N-nowhere.’ I stuttered, mentally palming my self in the face for stuttering.

‘Oh ok.’ he replied, my skin turning cold after his warmth left me.

‘Come on baby.’ Justin mumbled, patting the bed next to him.

I nodded and snuggled into the blankets again, my breathing hitching as he wrapped an arm tightly around my waist. Soon, I snuggled into his chest and closed my eyes, the same sentence running through my head continuously,

It’s just a dream.

 

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Justin’s POV

 

I woke up, Jessica’s head still buried in my chest. I smiled, and then frowned, thinking about how uneasy she was earlier in the morning. I turned my head to see the time on my alarm clock.

8:30

I shook Jessica softly, whispering for her to get up. When it was too late to second my actions she opened her bright green eyes, instantly putting a smile on my face. She smiled lightly back and I gave her a peck on the lips.

‘What time is it?’ she mumbled, stretching.

‘Eight-thirty.’ I replied, tearing the blankets from my body.

‘Alright.’ She replied, yawning.

I got out of bed and immediately walked to the bathroom. When I finished, I walked out to see Jessica sitting up, her head against the bed’s headboard.

‘Hey, what’s wrong?’ I asked, wiping my hands on my sweatpants.

 ‘Nothing.’ She replied, opening her eyes and flashing me a fake smile.

I chose to give her some space; I mean if she wants to, she’ll tell me. I nodded and ran a hand through my hair, before walking out the bedroom door, and downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen and saw all these dirty dishes, accumulating in the sink. I groaned, before I released a sigh, walking towards the sink and opening the cupboard located under it. I pulled on a pair of rubber gloves and started to run the tap.

I picked up a few plates then buried my arms elbow-height into all the soap-spuds. I picked up a butcher’s knife, for some odd reason, was covered in sauce.

I was about to wash it until I heard a small voice calling my name from behind me. I turned around, the knife secure in my rubber-gloved hands, to face Jessica.

Her eyes went wide and she started to back up, tears in her eyes.

‘J-Justin?’

‘Yes?’ I answered starting to get worried, my voice unusually hoarse. I cleared my throat, walking closer to her.

‘w-what are you doing?’ she asked, backing up against the counter, so se couldn’t go anywhere else.

‘Nothing.’ I replied, shrugging. I absentmindedly switched hands, so my right hand was holding the knife. She started shaking and looking at the knife with cold eyes.

‘What is there to be afraid of?’ I asked her, about to put the knife down.

‘PLEASE DON’T KILL ME JUSTIN!’ she shrieked, hyperventilating.

I bowed my head and tears started to brim my eyes. Mt own girlfriend, the love of my life, thought I was going to kill her because I was holding a knife.

My blood started to boil and I dropped the knife in the sink, before taking off my rubber gloves. I sighed angrily and started to walk towards the front door, my fists clenched tightly.

I opened the door and walked out, not caring if I was shirtless. I slammed in behind me and started walking, only socks on my feet.

 

A/N OHHHHHHHHH O.o

I LOVE SUPRISING YOU GUYS!!!!!

JESSICA SAW HER DREAM; TECHNICALLY IN FRONT OF HER EYES, BUT YOU SAW IT AS JUSTIN’S INOCCENT POV.

WILL JUSTIN RECOVER, AND SEE HOW JESSICA SAW IT?

WILL JESSICA CALM DOWM?

IS THIS ALL TOO MUCH FOR THE BABY?

WIL THE BABY SURVIVE ALL THIS STRESS?

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Stay swaggy ;)

Never say never <3

 

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