Forget Forever

It was all perfect. I still remember staring out into the audience. Having those arms squeeze me. The huge jewel that shone on my finger, just like I used to.
People say to take a moment, breath it in. Remember it all. Because it's so good that you want to keep it, cherish it. Maybe if I had done that. Just maybe. Things would be different. Because now all I see. All I know is only one.
Jason McCann.
And I'm learning to

Forget Forever

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8. Not gonna hurt you

Justin's POV: 
" Ya I thought I did too?" What the hell did that mean. My jaw clenched and I looked down at Hannah, her eyes were closed. Whatever. I walked to the door and made my way downstairs to grab a drink. 

" Couldn't sleep?" A voice said. 

I jumped and almost dropped my glass. What the hell? I whipped my head around to see who it was. 

" Oh hey Ryan." I mumbled. 

I pulled my sweats up a bit and walked over to the leather sofa, I plumped down and took a big gulp of my water. 

" So how'd today go?" Ryan asked. 

I shook my head in frustration. 

" I shot Jason." I said. 

Ryan's eyes got big, then he nodded his head. 

" Good job. You kill him?" He asked. 

" I hope so. All those years of dealing with his shit. I can't even believe we are related, then for him to kidnap my fiancé. Fucking disgusting." I spat. 

I rubbed under my eyes and groaned. 

Ryan nodded again, he looked like he was gonna say something, then he finally did. 

" So uh, how's Hannah?" 

I rubbed the back of my neck and groaned. 

Hannah's POV: 

I heard Justin leave the bedroom, I examined my belly noticing all the old, recent scars and bruises from Jason. Shivers ran down my spine as I thought of it. I needed water. I got up and slowly made my way downstairs into the kitchen, stopping when I heard voices. I placed my hand on the door leaning closer, listening intently. 

" She's all pissy, and mad at me for no reason I saved her ass! He was gonna kill her and now she's being a bitch. " Justin groaned. 

" Don't meet girls Ryan." I heard him mutter. 

Excuse me? This is my fault? Ah Justin pisses me off so much. 

" You two gotta work this out man. But did you, ah." Ryan spoke. 

" Did I what?!" Justin snapped. 

I heard a huff before Ryan spoke again, " C'mon did you tell her everything I mean." 

" No. And I'm not." Justin's voice was flat. 

" Justin your getting married." Ryan reminded him.

" Ya sure, tell Hannah that." Justin spat. 

Then I heard a loud, weird noise, but I knew it was just Justin, frustrated. 

I'm so tired of this. Why is everyone talking like there is this huge secret. And why does my gut tell me it's about Justin. And it can't be good. 

My thoughts were interrupted when the door opened. I jumped back and when Justin saw me his eyes got big. Then I remembered all he had said about me and I turned on my heels. 
Then someone grabbed my wrist I spun around. 

" What do you want?!" I yelled. 

" Hannah we really gotta talk, that wasn't what it sounded like in there." He mumbled and gestured to the living room with his thumb. 

" No I've been waiting for you to talk and tell me this secret shit. But you can't even tell your fucking girlfriend! So I'm done!" I spat. 

" Fiancé." Justin whispered. 

I looked up into his eyes to see the hurt and all I wanted to do was feel his lips on mine. But if he can't even be honest with me? What does that tell you? I had to get out. Just for a while. Maybe longer. 

" I have to go." I mumbled. 

" Hannah! Don't run away from your problems! It's not safe out there." Justin pleaded. 

I placed my hand on his bicep, feeling his muscle and noticing all his recent tattoos. 

" I'm going." I said. 

" How long?" Justin asked. 

" Long as I need. Figure your shit out Justin." I spoke, and walked to the door. 

I slipped into a nightclub, I didn't really care what I looked like. I wasn't here to pick up guys to take home for the night. Although the idea didn't seem all that bad. 

I got a drink and began a conversation with the bar tender, he had to be at least 7 years older than me, his hair was a dirty blonde and shaggy. 

I felt a cold hand being placed on my arm. I turned my head, to face the one and only Jason. 

I felt his breath hit my neck, " Im not here to hurt you babe, but I'm afraid you have to come with me." 

Then I felt a pinch in my arm as a needle was pressed in and darkness took over. 

** A/N** Sorry for the wait. I'm starting school really soon :( love you all <3 

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