(3) Come back to me - Completed

**HAVE TO READ 'WHY DO YOU DO THIS?' AND 'RISKY SITUATIONS' FIRST**

Justin's been gone fore 15 months, just over a year. In that time, Zachary Jeremy Drew Bieber - or is it Somers? - has been born.
With a few un-wanted surprises and tragic circumstances, will Justin ever make his way back to Jessica?

*THREQUEL TO THE 'WHY DO YOU DO THIS?' SERIES*


Copyright © 2013 by Love_Kidrauhl
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31. Mascara Stains

Jessica’s POV

 

I walked through the front-door of Pattie’s house and straight up to my bedroom.

I closed the door quickly behind me and went on my phone, scrolling down the list for Justin’s contact name.

Once I tapped on his name is rung twice before he answered.

“sup.” He said, sounding as though he was chewing on something.

“Sup Justin, it’s me Jessica.” I said, rolling my eyes at his teenage-like behavior.

“Oh Jessie, hey.” He said, his voice becoming softer and less harsh.

“Justin, I know you’re not in Milverton, so cut the bullsh*t.” I said, as a high-pitched female voice echoed in the back-ground.

“Justin sweetie, can you un-zip my dress?” that voice that’s all so familiar called. I gasped into the phone and dropped in onto my bed, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

“Jessie, it is NOT what it sounds like.” Justin’s pleading voice called from the speakers.

“Justin if this is your way of somehow getting back at me, it’s working just to let you know. And I thought I could put this behind us just so our kids could be happy. Pffft.” I yelled into the phone, before tapping the ‘end call’ icon.

 

Justin’s POV

 

I put my head in my hands after I saw Arden walking out of the room with a smirk on her face.

That little slut knew I was talking to Jessica, so she purposely came in and said that. My respect for her has downgraded from some to none.

I continuously tapped at Jessica’s name for hours, and she didn’t answer. Soon, my credit ran out, and I was stuck sitting there crying, looking like a wuss.

I just ruined my chances of ever being with Jessica again, and it’s all Arden’s fault.

But it was my choice to come out here and help support her sluttish-self and her baby.

I shook my head and dried my tears before rustling through my bags.

I found one syringe that I bought today and plunged it into my arm. I didn’t care if people saw the dots on my arms from the sharp points that pierced my skin. 

All I wanted and needed was Jessica, and she wasn’t in my arms.

 

Christian Beadles POV

 

I lay in bed looking up at ceiling. I was back in Stratford, to spend Christmas with Griffin and maybe get in touch with Jessica.

She was still my best-friend, even if I haven’t talked to her for literally a year.

I decided to call her, hoping she still had the same number, and it started ringing. After 3 rings, she answered.

“Hello?” her voice came through horse, as if she’d been crying for hours.

“Jess, it’s me Chris.” I said a smile on my face.

“Oh hey Chris! So happy to hear your voice.” She said, her voice seeming to sound happier.

“Hey I was um wondering if I could come over your house.” I said, biting down on my bottom lip, waiting for her to reply.

“Argh sure.” She said, as a shuffling was heard in the back-ground.

“cool I’ll see you in five.” I said beforenearly hanging up.

“Oh wait; I don’t live at that house anymore.” I heard her say, making me furrow my eyebrows.

“It’s a long story; I’ll explain it when you get here.” She said, giving me the address of the house she was now living at and hanging up.

 

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I arrived at the house she gave me the address to and looked at it carefully.

The house looked ok, so I guess she was in a safe environment.

I opened the door of my car and slammed it behind me, before walking up the driveway towards the front door.

I was lucky I got out of the house tonight; the snow was hard to drive through, let alone walk through. When I reached the front door, with chattering teeth I had rung the doorbell.

I heard a “coming!” from inside and waited until the door opened.

Jessica was standing there with mascara streaks down her cheeks, as it she was crying. She had a sad look on her face, and by the looks of things, she had a lot to tell me.

“Jess.” I breathed out, wrapping my arms around her.

She buried her head into my shoulder and I felt my sweatshirt start to dampen. I walked forwards, out of the doorway and shut and locked the door behind us. After maybe 5 minutes, she stopped and looked up at me.

“I'm so sorry.” She said, as I looked at the mascara stains she left on my red sweatshirt.

“It’s alright Jess; I didn’t like this sweater anyway.” I said, taking her fingers away from my shoulder, as she was trying to rub out the stain.

“Please, tell me everything.” I said, as she led me to the living room.

 

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CHRISTIAN BEADLES IS BACK GIRLIES!!!

HE’S LIKE THE SEXIEST 17 YEAR OLD ON THIS PLANET, ALTHOUGH AUSTIN MAHONE IS PRETT-AY CLOSE.

LOVE YOU CHRISTIANNNN <3

 

Ok, anyways.

I’d like to thank DEANNE MARTINEZ for giving the idea of bringing Chris back into the story and for a pretty good idea for upcoming chapters ;)

THANK YOU GIRLY :)

 

OH HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE AND NEW YEARS PEOPLE!

May you make good choices for 2014. XD (feeling formal people)

 

Stay swaggy ;)

Never say never <3

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