My Best Nightmare

I thought he was this great amazing guy, at first. He was supposed to be this sweet, loving and caring guy, but he was far from that. I thought he loved me. Then "He" came into my life. He made things better. I was happier.

Who's love story is this anyway? Who will Julie end up with? Will she go back to Justin or stay with her new "Love"?

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10. What Do You Think You're Doing?

“Jc!”

“What! Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell.” I apologized.

“It’s alright. Seriously. What were you thinking about? And don’t say ‘nothing’. Because, it’s obvious something is on your mind.” She looked at me concerned.

“Alright, fine.” I told her everything, about me and Kate. She looked at me with disbelief, at first.

*Julie’s POV*

I couldn’t believe what he told me. I know he only did it, because he loved her, but. Hitting her is wrong. I’m glad he apologized to her though. I looked up at him. I could see his eyes were glassy, from the tears gathering. I felt so bad for him. I wrapped my arms around him.

“You seriously loved her, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I did. We were together since I was seventeen.”

“How old are you now?”

“I’m twenty.”

“Are you serious? Wow.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” I looked away, but I could tell he was curious to my reaction. “It’s just that. You look like a teenager.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” Awkward. I’m only seventeen, but I’ll be eighteen in November.

“Is that a problem?”

“No.” Yes, maybe. I don't know. I thought to myself.

“I’ll be twenty one, September eleventh this year.” Damn. I inwardly cursed myself.

       We decided to stay in bed the rest of the day. We watched movies and talked the day away. We learned a lot about each other. We talked about everything, from our insecurities to our favorite/weird moments in our lives. I honestly love his cheeks, they’re cute. He says, he loves my dimples. I don’t see why, I hate them. My favorite moment in life was always, going to the park with my mom when I was little. His weirdest thing was when he was little he used to lay upside down with his butt in the air and watch TV or movies like that.

        We laughed and looked into each other’s eyes. He leaned in to kiss me. I leaned forward, taking him by surprise. He kissed back, it was fast yet passionate. He put his hand on my hip, flipping me over. He was hovering over me, not breaking our kiss. I pulled him to me. He leaned against me, careful to not lean too hard, I’m still in pain. His lips left mine, kissing down my neck. He found my sweet spot, sucking leaving a mark on my skin.

“Jc.” I moaned. He moved lower down my neck, sucking and flicking it with his tongue, making me moan and arch my back.

 “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I heard Justin say. Oh shit. I knew this would happen. I knew he would come back, and I’d get caught. And the cycle will repeat, every single time I do something “wrong”. I’ll get caught, and he’ll beat me. “I said, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jc rolled off of me.

“It’s not-“ I tried to speak up.

“Shut up!" Justin interrupted me. "I wasn’t talking to you! What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Jc?”

“Treating a girl the way she deserves to be treated, unlike your sorry ass.” He said.

“Since when do you actually give two fucks about someone other than yourself?” Justin asked.

“Since, I learned to grow up. Something you need to learn a thing or two about.”

“I thought he was wrong when he told me you were all up on my girl. I thought ‘Naw, Jc wouldn’t do that to me, he’s a better friend then that. Obviously, I was wrong.” He? He who?

“This has nothing to do with being a good friend. You abused and neglected her. She needs love, and care. All you did was beat her.”

“Is that what she told you?” He asked looking at me, angrily.

“No, it’s what I can see, from all the bruises on her sides, stomach, and face. You call her your ‘Girl’ but you treat her like Shit. You don’t deserve her or her love.” Jc said.

“So, you think she loves you?” He asked.

“I didn’t say she loves me. I said you don’t deserve her love.”

“So, you deserve her and her love? Must I bring up Kate?” I looked at Jc.

“That’s different.” He said.

“How?”

“It just is.” Strong defense.

“You beat the crap out of her all the time. She talked to another guy, you beat her. She went somewhere and didn’t tell you, you beat her. She-“

“Okay, damn.”

“Yeah, it’s not so different. How could you turn to this fool?” He asked, turning to me. “Now, I’m talking to you.” He said at me.

“I. I-“

“Stop stuttering, and answer me.” He yelled.

“She doesn't have to answer to you. She’s not your property. She’s a person. Why don’t you treat her with some damn respect!?” Jc said, getting up from the bed and into Justin’s face. Oh no.

“I don’t have to do a damn thing. I sure as hell don’t have to take shit from you.” He said looking Jc in the eyes. “And you, I’ll deal with you, later.” He said looking dead at me.

“No, you won’t.” Jc said, pissed. “You’re not gonna ‘deal’ with anything. In fact, you’re not gonna lay a hand on her. If you d-“

“If I what?” Justin interrupted him.

“If you dare hurt or even touch her, I’ll fucking kill you.”

“So, you think you can kill me?”

“No.” Yeah! Wait. What!?

“Ha. That’s what I thought.” He turned to the side laughing.

“You didn’t let me finish. No, I don’t think I can kill you, I know I can, easily.” Jc said with a cold voice.

“So why don’t you just leave, before I kick your ass. And your ‘Girl’,” He said with air quotes. “Sees you cry, like the little bitch you are?” Justin looked like he's surpassed mad, he looked like something inhuman, I’ve never seen him that mad before.

              Justin’s fist started to clinch, but before he could hit Jc, he punched Justin in the jaw. Justin stumbled back, obviously taken aback. Justin punched Jc in the stomach. I pulled my knees to face, covering my eyes. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Honestly, I’ve never been the one to like violence. I didn’t want to watch them fight. After they were done, I felt someone grab me, I tensed not knowing if it was Justin or Jc. “It’s okay.” I heard Jc’s voice. I looked up, looking for Justin.

“He left.” He said, as if reading my mind. I let out a breath I didn’t realize was I holding in. “I told you, I won’t let him hurt you. And I meant it.” I hugged him, not wanting to let go. Tears started rushing down my face. I looked up at Jc’s face. He wiped the tears from my face.

“Oh my goodness. You’re face!”

“What?” He said, curiously.

“Here, look.” I grabbed his hand going into the bathroom.

“Day-um.” He looked in the mirror.

“Yeah, do you have a first aid kit or something?”

“Uh, yeah.” He pulled the box from the cabinet. I grabbed it, opening the huge box.

"Is it a big enough kit? It's the whole hospitals in here." I laughed trying to lighten up the mood. “Here, sit down.” I pointed to the toilet. I grabbed a cotton ball and some peroxide, rubbing it on his face. His lip was busted, and his eyebrow and nose were bleeding. And he had a little cut on his cheek.

“Oh my goodness.” I flinched every time I touched his face.

“Why are you flinching? I’m the one bleeding.” He said smiling up at me.

“I know. I’ve never been good with handling or seeing blood.” I admitted.

“Well, I’m glad you’re not a nurse.” He joked.

“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. I’d go home sick every night.” I laughed. I finished cleaning Jc’s face, and we went back to the room.

A few days passed after Justin and Jc got into that fight.

“Hey?” I said looking at Jc.

“What?”

“What’s today?”

“Uh, March 18. Why?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah.”

“So, I’ve been ‘missing’ for two weeks?”

“Yeah.”

“I gotta go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back.” I need to get out of the room for a minute.

“Okay.” I walked out the room and down the hall.

“So, when are we gonna start the plan?” I heard Justin’s voice and my heart skipped a beat. I looked over the balcony, and saw Ricky, Connor, Sam, Kian, and Trevor sitting around in the living room. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding in, They all turned around, I hid behind the stairs. They went back to their previous conversation. “So, when are we gonna start the plan?” I heard Justin say. I assumed they had him on speaker phone.

“Well, I talked to Phillip, he said he’s gonna need a picture of Julie to make the passport.” Ricky said into the phone.

“I can get that.” I heard Trevor say.

“How are you gonna get it?” Kian said.

“I’ll break into the house and get it dumbass.”

“Or, Justin can get it. He can go to her house and ask for one, in remembrance of her.” I heard Sam say.

“That would work better.” Ricky said.

“What’s Julie doing?” Justin said. I felt my heart in my throat.

“She’s with Jc.” I know he’s pissed, I can feel it. He’s gonna kill me. He’s gonna come and kill me. I kept saying that over and over in my head. Snap out of it. This is not you. You’re stronger than this. You can’t let one person control you. You’re your own person he doesn’t own you. Jc said he wasn’t gonna let Justin hurt you, and he kept him from hurting you the other day. Jc told him to leave and not come back, yet he’s still planning for us all to go to another country. I argued with myself. He’s obviously not going anywhere, for a long time. I felt someone grab my shoulder.

“Wow, the bathroom changed so much since I last seen it.” Jc looked at me. I smiled innocently.

”I was going to the bathroom, but then I heard talking-“ I stopped talking, Jc was giving me that Yeah-I-So-Don’t-Believe-You look. “Yeah, I’m just gonna go to the bathroom.” I rushed to the bathroom. I took a deep breath. Breathe, Julie. Breathe. I used the bathroom, washed my hands and went back the room. “How did you know I wasn’t in the bathroom?” I asked.

“I didn’t. You were gone for about twenty minutes, so I decided to go check on you. That’s when I saw you standing on the stairs.”

“Oh.” I felt kinda dumb in that moment. I looked down at my feet, unsure of what to say.

“What is it?” He looked at me with the most concerned eyes.

“Nothing.”

“That’s the biggest lie ever. Why do girls say that? I’m mean really, I just wanna know what’s wrong, yet you won’t tell me.” He sounded a bit mad. I just looked at him, a bit scared. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come off that way about it. It’s just that, I care enough to ask and you still won’t talk to me.”

“No, I’m sorry. I was listening to what they were talking about downstairs.” I stopped and took a deep breath. “I know you and Justin fought the other day. I thought maybe, just maybe, they would wait awhile to leave. I guess it was just wishful thinking, I don’t know. I knew there was no way he was just gonna quit, but” I couldn’t keep talking about it, I felt myself get sadder and sadder. I walked over to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

“But what?” He asked, rubbing my arm.

“But, I just hoped he would leave me alone, which I know he’ll never do, no matter what. He never gives up does he?” I looked up at Jc with glassy eyes. I could tell he didn’t want to answer that question. But, I knew what it was. We went to bed after that.

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