Let Me Love You

She let out disgusted noise and rolled her eyes at me, “You probably don't even understand what the concept of loving someone even is, Justin. You keep me locked here in your house and don't let me leave. You don't take me anywhere. You barely communicate with me and you expect me to like you?” I watched her sit up in bed and swing her legs over the side as she looked into my eyes, “You're fucking beautiful, Justin Bieber, but you're fucked in the head. This?” She motioned around the room, “This isn't the way to get me to love you, or even like you for that matter. I've slept next to you every single night for the last how many days and we both lay awake, holding our breaths because you aren't even trying.”

I had to interrupt her, “I didn't want you to feel like I was forcing myself on you.” The frown didn't leave my face as she continued speaking, to say I was confused by her what she said would be an understatement. She wanted me to try?

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14. 08-08 - Revenge is sweeter

~Justin's Point Of View~


I quietly slid back into bed with her after having a shower to make sure I'd gotten all the blood off of me. I snuck out with the rest of the gang, minus Karla, who I'd enlisted to stay back with her tonight while we finished the mission. Tonight, I put an end to the South Side Gang. It seemed as though I'd tortured them for hours and I can't imagine time moved any more quickly for them. I'd used every type of torture technique I'd ever been taught on each and every one of them. One by one, I killed them as they watched me torture their crew. I finally ended with Dre, drawing out the torture a little longer on him as he was the leader and was the one who chose to take her from me and hurt her the way they did. Once I'd killed them all with either my knife or a rifle, I lit the warehouse on fire to leave no trace of us behind. Once we returned from the mission, I sent Ryan out to cleanse all the weapons and clean out any leftover blood that may have been tracked into the Rover. Just in case we were ever questioned. I'd also instructed him to burn all of our clothing, as it had been quite a bloody affair. It was finally done and when Krystal woke up in the morning, I had quite the surprise for her.

I laid awake, watching her for awhile as the moonlight danced across her beautiful skin. Her rose colored lips were slightly parted and her breathing was even as she slept peacefully. Thankfully, it had been at least a week since she'd had nightmares. They seemed to have stopped once her and I made love for the first time after everything that she'd gone through and I can't put into words the amount of relief I feel over that. She still didn't like it when I left her for too long, which is why I chose tonight to sneak out and handle the mission. I'd made her take an extra anxiety pill before bed so that she'd sleep more peacefully and I wouldn't wake her by sneaking out of bed and she thankfully stayed asleep the entire time we were gone. I anxiously glanced at the clock, 4am. I wasn't sure I could sleep and I couldn't wait for her to wake up because not only could I not wait to tell her that we'd killed them all, but I have a special surprise for her as well. I leaned forward, gently placing  kiss on her cheek and she started to stir, her eyes fluttering open slowly.

"Jay?" She had that sleepy tone to her voice that I loved so much.

"I'm here, Baby," I responded by slinging my arm around her waist.

She reached up to rub her eyes, "Have you been here all night? I think I dreamt that you left."

"I had something to take care of," I reached up, brushing her hair back out of her face, "But I'm here now, Baby Girl. You can go back to sleep."

A frown crossed her features as she woke up a little more, "What did you have to take care of?"

"We'll talk about it in the morning, Princess," I didn't want to interrupt her sleep, but she was stubborn, "It's okay. Go back to sleep."

She sat up, staring into my eyes, "No, Jay. Tell me."

I sighed and threw the covers off of me, going to my top dresser drawer and grabbing the small box that contained her surprise, "Well, I was gonna wait until morning for all this," I crawled back into bed and faced her, sitting cross-legged, "But we got them all tonight, Baby," I had a wide smile on my face as I stared into her eyes, "Every single person who had a hand in what happened to you, is dead."

She didn't say anything for a moment, throwing her uninjured arm around my neck, pulling me as close to her as possible, "Thank you, Baby," She whispered.

After a few moments, we finally broke apart and the smile on her face made the butterflies in my stomach flutter, "And I kinda got you a little present to celebrate." I looked down at the small box in my hand and flipped open the lid, turning it so that she could see what's inside, "You said you wanted to get married, but you need a ring for that."

She put her hand to her mouth as her eyes filled to the brim with tears. She stared into the box at the ring and then met my gaze again, "It's beautiful," She breathed. I took it out of the box and placed it on her ring finger before she pulled me into another one-armed hug.

"I hope you like it," I was nervous that she wouldn't.

"I love it, Babe," She pulled away to look at the ring, sitting just an inch or so on her finger above her cast, "It's so beautiful." She met my gaze again, "I love you, Justin. You are the most amazing person on this planet."

"I doubt that, Baby," I chuckled and couldn't wipe the smile off of my face. I was pretty pleased that she liked the ring and I was happy with myself for getting the revenge she deserved for everything she went through. No one will ever come near her again and I will do everything in my power to make sure she's safe for the rest of our lives.

She pulled me into a laying position and positioned herself in my arms, resting her head in the crook of my arm, "You're seriously Perfect, Jay. There's no one else on this planet who has ever loved me as much as you do and knowing that makes me love you a little bit more every single second. I couldn't have picked out a better ring, if I was choosing it myself and there's no one else in the world who would kill just to protect me. I've never felt more safe or more lucky in my life. I don't know what I'd ever do without you."

I kissed the top of her head, speaking quietly, "I told you, Princess, you're everything to me. There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you and there's no one in this world that could ever be more perfect for me. I know my lifestyle leaves a lot to be desired, but I promise to spend the rest of our lives making up for it in other ways. I can't wait to marry you and start a family. I never thought that was in the cards for me until I met you. I never ever thought that anyone could learn to love me or teach me how to love them. I don't know what I'd do without you either and I never wanna find out."

"I'll never leave you, Baby," She snuggled in closer to me, "I swear, you're mine forever and I can't wait to marry you. You'd never think, with the way things started out between us, that we'd ever be here," She let out a small laugh and lifted her head to look into my eyes, "When and where are we gonna get married?"

 

~Krystal's Point Of View~

I stared into his eyes, waiting for him to answer the question I'd just asked and it was hard to wipe the smile off of my face.

"Whenever and wherever you wanna, Baby Girl," He reached up and caressed my cheek gently.

"I think we should get married on January 11th," I had a weird obsession with triple numbers. To say I was superstitious would be an understatement.

"Okay," He chuckled, knowing my weird idiosyncrasies, "Where?"

"I've always wanted to get married on a beach with clear blue water. Just something small," I shrugged, realizing that I really didn't have anyone in my life to be a part of the wedding party, except maybe Karla.

"So, the Caribbean?" He gave me a questioning look and I nodded, "And it'll just be us and the gang. Sounds perfect to me, Baby."

"I can't wait to legally be your wife," I had a huge smile on my lips, "I'm SO excited!"

"I can't wait either, Baby," He let out a short laugh that rumbled from his chest, "Hopefully we'll be starting a family soon too. I can't wait to see how beautiful our babies are gonna be."

"Me neither," I sighed contently. I loved moments like this. When it was just the two of us and he had no walls up. It made me happy to know that I was the only person who got to see this side of him. The minute anyone else was around, he was less open and constantly on guard. I still loved that part of him, but knowing he had a side just for me was enough to give me that fluttering feeling in my stomach.

"Gawd, I love you," He breathed into my hair, sending chills down my spine.

"I love you too, Baby," He leaned up, meeting his lips with my own gently, before pulling away to look into his eyes, "If there was one thing you could change about me, what would it be?"

He cocked an eyebrow at me, "Nothing. There's not one thing I would change about you. What about you? What would you change about me?"

I let out a sigh, drawing patters on his pec muscles over his shirt, "The only thing I would change is the lifestyle. I hate that I constantly have to worry about you getting hurt or killed. And I have to admit, it scares me a little to think about bringing a baby into all of this."

"I would never let anything happen to you or our babies," He reassured me, tucking my hair behind my ear, "And no matter what, I have something to come home to now. Which just makes me want to fight that much harder to survive. There's nothing in this world that could take me away from you. I need you to believe that, Baby Girl."

And I truly did believe him. I could tell when he was lying and I knew that he was speaking from his heart and telling the honest to God truth when he said this to me, "Do you promise that you'll always come home to me?"

"I promise," He nodded, caressing my cheek softly, "Plus, I'm a firm believer that God meant for us to be together. So, I know he wouldn't separate us now."

"You are quite possibly the cutest human that has ever graced this Earth," I really couldn't help the smile on my face. The Faith he had in God was something I admired about him, as it matched my own and it was difficult to find that in the world these days. Regardless of his lifestyle, he never lost faith and his moral compass was completely intact.

"Justin Bieber is not cute," He was doing his best to feign a frown and not smile, "I am manly."

I couldn't help but giggle, "You are cute. Even if the rest of the world never gets to see it, you're cute to me."

 

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