I Only Want You (18+)

[sequel to head over heels]
Adrian has left her previous relationship with Justin after she finds out that another girl is the mother of his child. After walking out on him at the wedding, months later Justin decides he wants to rekindle their relationship to give it another try.


12. Enough Is Enough.

I celebrated my last show in Vegas with the crew, but also my last day at the label. I decided to sign with another label until my two-year contract was up with Def Jam. I’m in the VIP section in the club, everyone was enjoying their drinks and hooking up. I walked over to the rail, looking over everyone that was dancing. I could’ve sworn I seen someone that looked exactly like Adrian. I admit I’ve been thinking about her nonstop since she left. I may be going crazy, seeing her everywhere. I miss talking to her, touching her, admiring her. It feels like this is it, and I don’t want it to be. I quickly walked down the stairs, making my way through the crowd and turn her around.


“Oh, sorry I thought you were someone I’ve been looking for the past few months,” I said starting to walk off.


“Hey, let me buy you a drink,” She says stopping me.


“Um, no that’s okay. I’m actually five months sober. I don’t drink anymore.”


“Alrighty then. Who did you think I was” She asks.


“Just a friend, a very good friend. Sorry I never got your name.”


“Christina, Christina Mendoza. You’re Justin Bieber, great show tonight.”


“Thanks. You were there” I asked.


“Yeah. It was amazing, you were amazing. I can’t believe I’m standing in front of you right now. Never thought I would get the chance to see you in person. You seem kind of off, want to talk about it, I’m a good listener.”


“That’s okay, thanks for offering. Enjoy the rest of your night” I said walking off, I slipped my phone out of my pocket and went into the bathroom calling my assistant Janice.


“Did you find her? Is there anything? Tell me this is good news.”


“Still nothing, sorry Justin.”


“Well keep fucking looking. Do your damn job. This is crazy, how complicated is it to find one person.”


“If you want to do it yourself then be my guest. I’m trying here; she changed her contact information. Did it occur to you that she may have changed her name too? Don’t she have friends or relatives?”


“It’s kind of a long story. I’m sorry I’ve been an ass. Lately, I know you’re trying” I said.


“Maybe you should give up. I have been looking for months now, and there’s absolutely nothing on her. No purchases, no nothing. She’s gone, will you accept the fact that she’s gone? You’ve been venting to me about her all this time, and it feels like I know her because of how much you talk about her. I know you’re hurt and you love her, but maybe this is how it should be. She wants you to move on and forget about her. It’s gonna be hard; if she comes back to you then it’s meant to be, but I know you don’t want to hear me lecturing so I will get back to it.”


“Thank you,” I said hanging up. I didn’t want to talk to Kathy or Dan to figure out what the hell was going on. They may think I’m some kind of obsessed asshole that can’t get over her. Plus I don’t think Kathy and Adrian are talking anymore. I ended up walking out of the club leaving everyone to celebrate. I stood outside with no bodyguards; my driver wasn’t even here to take me to the hotel.


“Do you need a ride, me and the girls were just leaving?” Christina asks.


“No, I’m good. Drive safely”


“Oh come on, what if you get mugged or jumped. There are crazy people out here in Vegas that you do not want to deal with, trust me.” She laughs. “I see that you don’t have any bodyguards with you. That’s strange.”


“Yeah well, kinda in a rough situation with the label right now so...look, if you want to sleep with me just go ahead and say it. I’ve been down this road before.”


“Fine, want to go back to the hotel and fuck, I’m sure that’ll take your mind off things for a while,” She says. I chuckle sarcastically.


“Okay. Fine, I’ll sleep with you. What about your friends.”


“Fuck them; they can take a taxi. Come on” She says guiding me to her car. Christina was a woman of her word, her friends obviously took a taxi, and we fucked in my hotel room. I did feel bad about it; I don’t know how to express how I feel. She sits up in bed and grabs her clothes, grabbing her shoes leaving. I went into the bathroom and took a hot shower, calling downstairs for a new bedding set. Once I finished making the bed, I fell back staring up at the ceiling. I know you’re wondering why I’m so head over heels, over Adrian. It’s not about all the things she’s done for me; it’s more than that. We’ve been through thick and thin together, she gets me, and I’m not the kind of person to easily give up on someone I care about. I love her, and I’m going to find her.


End of POV


I got into the back of the Escalade with my guy friend Kyle after leaving the club. The driver closes the door, making his way around to get into the driver seat.


“You embarrassed me in front of my friends. They told me that you were surrounded by guys, dancing with them, pressing your ass against them! What the fuck was that?”


“I am not your fucking priority. Do not tell me what I don’t need to be doing. If I want to press my ass against someone, then that’s what I’m going to do” I said smartly, rage build up inside of me. He sucker punched me; I wiped the blood from my busted lip. He didn’t show remorse for what he just did. This guy is supposed to be my friend; I understand he has a massive crush on me, but I told myself I wasn’t going to get into another relationship for a while. The driver took me home, of course, Kyle followed me inside going straight upstairs. I told him earlier that he could spend the night since him and his parents weren’t getting along. As I’m walking into the kitchen, I pulled out my phone calling my dad. He gave me some pretty good advice; I knew what I needed to do. Kyle was always an asshole of a person; I didn’t expect him to be an abuser. The next day, I woke up early to cook breakfast. I set an iron skillet on the stove waiting for it to get hot at the bottom. Kyle comes downstairs and sits at the table reading the newspaper as if nothing didn’t happen last night. ‘Get an iron skillet, make sure it’s hot and knock the fuck out of him. Knock him unconscious maybe that’ll teach him a lesson not to fuck with you. Whatever you decide to do later, is your choice’ I know my dad wasn’t here to defend me. I was tired of being beaten. Whether it’s a relationship or friendship. He takes a sip of coffee looking innocent. He just doesn’t know what’s coming to him.


“Remember what you did last night? Sucker punching me.”


“Yeah, I didn’t mean to. It was just that one time I promise; it’s not like me to put my hands on a woman” He says. Those words; the same words Jason said to me fucked me up. The thing is when he said it, I believed him. He kept doing it anyway; not this time. I’m done. I grab the skillet off the stove, turning it over to the hot side.


“You know that’s what my ex-boyfriend said. He’s sorry and that he will never do it again. I don’t know why I believed his lying ass” I said hitting him with it. I have to say I hit him pretty hard; I tossed the skillet onto the floor beside him kneeling down hoping to feel a pulse. He’s alive. I turned the stove off, picking him up off the floor sitting him back in the chair. I grabbed some duck tape from the dresser wrapping it around him. I stared at him, how could someone so hot and so sexy be repulsive. I sighed and went upstairs, taking a makeup wipe, swiping it across my cheek and under my eye. I could see my bruise showing as I start to clean the makeup off. I turned on the sink cupping my hands under the water splashing it on my face. I grab my phone, sliding it to the left opening the camera. I took a picture of my new bruise adding it to my collection. I missed Justin it even hurts to come out and say that. Not only I changed my contact information and everything else, but I also changed my name too. If I wanted to start over, I had to start over with a new identity. I picked up my phone and dialed his number.


“Hello? Whoever you are, please stop calling this number.”


“Justin,” I say softly.


“A-Adrian? How-how are you? I missed you so much you can’t even imagine.”


“I’m good. It’s been five months since we’ve spoken. I thought I decide to call you; I wanted to hear your voice. I wanted to say I’m happy you finished touring. I knew you could do it” I said happily.


“Yeah, thanks. I wanted to hear your voice too. I’ve been craving your voice; I’m going crazy here. Where are you.”


“I can’t tell you that. Trust me I want to tell you but I can’t” I said.


“Adrian, is there something going on? You can tell me anything I won’t tell a soul. You know that”


“I know. I think it’s best if we’re separate from each other. Are you still in Vegas” I asked.


“Yeah, I’ll be here for another two days. If I can’t see you, please think about seeing me. I need to see you. Please, promise me you’ll think about it” He begged.


“I promise to think about it. Have you visited your dad or Tori” I asked?


“No, not yet. Haven’t gotten the chance to. Soon as I get back to California, I will. I think I’ll visit Tori. First, I wrote to her and asked her to put me on her visitation list to talk. Hopefully, she does it. I deserve to know why she did what she did.”


“We both do. If we’re going to be friends, I at least want us to be honest with each other. Even if we can’t be together. No more lies okay.”


“Definitely. How are you really.”


“Not so good. I have this guy friend, well had. We got into an argument last night, and it didn’t go so well” I said.


“Sorry to hear that. I am, well if we’re going, to be honest with each other. I had sex with someone. I thought you were in the club last night and she wasn’t you. I went outside to get some fresh air and come back to the hotel, and she asked me for a ride since my driver wasn’t there. I know she wanted to have sex with me, so I told her if she wanted to fuck go ahead and ask me. So, we did it.”


“Wow, I’m happy to hear that. You’re getting back out there.”


“I don’t know; I don’t want to do that. We’re still not over each other”


“True, but at least you’re trying,” I said. I was getting so emotional talking to him; I started to cry. “I love you so much.”


“I love you too. I’m so happy you called, I thought I was losing my mind. Are you and Kathy talking.”


“No. She hates me; I don’t think she’ll ever talk to me. I’m sure she hates you too” I chuckled.


“I highly doubt it. You’ve been best friends for a long time now. I’m sure she wouldn’t let anything stupid come between you two. And whatever you said to her, I’m sure you hurt her feelings. You do have a way with words. I’ll talk to her for you.”


“Thank you,” I said.


“No problem, take care alright. Don’t be a stranger” He chuckled. I smiled and hung up. I looked at myself in the mirror; it was unacceptable seeing myself like this again. I could see the old Adrian appear in the mirror; bruises were everywhere. I’m not that Adrian anymore, and I’m happy to say that. The Adrian I am now is furious, vicious and lethal. I went downstairs seeing Kyle still unconscious. I made myself a glass of wine, pulling out Justin’s gun from my purse pulling up a chair in front of him sitting down, patiently waiting.


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