Recovery

Four years ago, at seventeen years old, Katrina Burke was madly in love. Until her relationship with eighteen year old Justin Bieber became abusive. Not even a year later, at eighteen years old, Katrina ran. At first she'd thought it was a good idea, but when she found out she was pregnant with Justin's child, her life became even more troubled and twisted. Now, at twenty-one, Katrina's life is good. She has a great job, a nice place to stay, and a beautiful three year old daughter named Camryn. Everything is perfect until a certain someone comes into her life again, ready to show her how much he's changed.
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11. Chapter 10

It felt like we had been waiting for hours when they brought her back. I had been leaning against Justin for the whole time, crying, sometimes trying to close my eyes. I was on the edge of falling asleep, but then Justin nudged me and told me that they were bringing her out. 

I was awake instantly. 

My baby was sleeping, but we were told that everything was okay and she'd be feeling better soon. I thanked all of the nurses and the doctor before Justin led me out of the building. 

Once we were in the car and Camryn was successfully strapped into her car seat, I decided to ask Justin the question that's been burning my brain for hours. 

"Justin?" 

He looked over to me from where he was sitting at the wheel and sighed. "Yeah?" 

I tried to choose my words carefully. "How...how did you know...what to do with Cammy?" 

Justin looked away as if he were thinking. "I don't know. I didn't want to panic in front of you, I guess." he said, then added quietly, "I wanted to show you that I'm capable of taking care of her, that I want to be around her." 

I bit my lip. "I never would have handled that by myself. Never in a million years." 

"So what are you saying, then?" 

I paused. Was this really what I wanted? Yes. "I want--no, I need--you to stay with us, Justin." I said firmly. 

"No," he answered. "No way."

"Justin, you're the one who wanted to be around Camryn. I'm giving you the opportunity-"

He put his head against the wheel for a second then pulled back up and looked at me. "But you don't understand, Kat. I'll be around you, too, and I won't be able to control myself for long."

I frowned. Is that really his reason for not wanting to stay? "Oh," I said quietly, then thought of something. "What do you mean by that?" 

Justin's eyes widened for a moment. "No, no, not like that. Like...I don't know. You know what I mean." 

I smiled slightly and looked down. "Yeah. I guess." 

There was a long moment of silence. Justin drove, probably thinking, and I watched. I don't know why, but I was trying to see if he'd physically changed in the last four years. I mean, why wouldn't he have? 

His hair was slightly darker than I remembered, his eyes were definitely the same, but had a different effect on me. Maybe because I haven't seen him in so long. 

"Staring at me again, Kitty Kat?" he said lightly, never taking his eyes off the road. I moved my gaze to the window and blushed. "We're here." 

I sighed with relief and got out of the car. I let Justin take care of Camryn, because I wanted to get inside. Once I was, Justin followed and went over to set Camryn on the couch. I walked in and leaned against a wall. 

Justin turned and looked up at me. "So, I guess I'll get going then." 

"Really?" I asked, my heart sinking. "You're not going to stay?"

"Kat, I can't, okay?" he moved closer to me. "It's way too fast, and trust me, you're not going to feel comfortable with me around." 

"But--" 

"No. This relationship is never going to work again, no matter how much I want to be around Camryn. I still haven't forgiven myself, Kat." 

I clenched my hand into a fist. "You're making no sense. First, you want to see her and you want to be around her and you kiss me and all of that shit and now you're denying that you want to do any of that? Don't you think that's wrong?" 

He didn't answer. 

"See?" 

"Look, I wish I could explain it better." he said. "Maybe someday I will, but--" 

"Justin, we won't see each other again for a while." I said firmly. Even though I didn't know if we would or not. 

He frowned. "What?" 

"You're assuming that we'll see each other at work, right?" 

"Well, yeah, we work together..." 

I sighed. "Justin, I got fired today." 

He stood there, not comprehending. "That's not possible, if that bastard fired you for ditching because of Camryn I swear I'm going to-" 

"I don't know if he did, Justin, but I can find another job." I said. "Only if you stay. It's going to be hard to juggle taking care of Camryn and finding a job at the same time." 

Justin paused, then smirked. "Then what good would I be, if I quit my job? We can't support Camryn as jobless parents." 

I smiled and jumped up and down like a little kid. "So you're staying?!" 

"I guess," he said with a smile. I then attacked him with a hug, and he stumbled back a little bit but managed to stay upright. 

I pulled away to look at him. "Wait--did you say you're quitting?" 

Justin nodded with a smile. "Why would I want to wake up at 6 in the morning every day just to go to a job that you're not at?" 

Butterflies, then the stupidest thing I could possibly say. "Oh em gee, I love you!" 

No response. Just a smile, then I wrapped my arms around him again and he hugged me tight. 

Let's just hope this isn't a big fucking mistake. 

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