*Sasha Pov*
"So good for hoping it to be peaceful." Za mutters.
"Camryn we have to leave!" I panic standing up grabbing her arm and heading to find the kids, "We need to go back home!"
"Wait, Sasha, calm down!" She tugs making me come to an abrupt stop.
I turn and glare at her, "No, the fucking dude who fucking raped me is on his way here! I need to go home!"
She lossens her grip and nod, "Fine, I'll go get Shani, meet me at your parents house."
"Good." I hug her real quick before running up the stairs, "Kids!"
"Sasha, hold up, I get that you're scared but you can't leave again. The cops will find this guy, and if they don't me and the guys will." Justin follows slightly behind me.
I stop to check in a room then turn to him, "Look, I know you will protect me and what not but I won't feel safe knowing he is out there, looking for me."
"Will you just be rational and calm down?" He grabs a hold of my wrist.
"No, Justin, I won't be rational." I yank my arm from him, "You only fucking want me to calm down because you don't want me to leave. Fuck that, I am going back."
Justin looks disappointed at my words and just turns to walk away tohis room.
Immediately guilt fills my bones.
I'm such an asshole.
Sighing I continue to find to two kids.
Finally finding them in Justin's instrument room, I also find something I never knew about my child.
I watch hidden behind the door watching through the crack as Viola softly sings the lyrics of her favorite song I Believe by Fantasia, Dylan playing the piano behind her voice.
Honestly how I didn't know she can sing is beyond me.
I should just stop being so dramatic and running away.
I sigh and text Camryn.
Sasha: Nvm let's just stay.
Camryn: Good. :)
Another sigh leaves my lips and I turn to go to Justin's room.
Through the crack in the door I see him sitting at the edge of his bed his face in his hands muttering, "She's going to leave me again."
My heart aches and I feel terrible.
I take a deep breath and walk in, "Justin."
He looks up and stands, "Sasha, please don't leave again. I can get top notch security for you if that's what you want I will do all to protect you just please, don't leave."
I crack a small smile, "Don't worry, I won't."
A smile breaks out onto his face and he hugs me, "Thank god."
I nod and sit on the bed, "Now just what exactly to do about Lyon?"
"Don't worry about him, I'll take care of it." Justin sits between my legs his arms around my waist.
I smile rubbing his hair, "Okay, I'll leave it in your hands."
My phone rings and it's restricted.
Justin takes it and answers it putting it on speaker, "Who is this?"
"My, my, I was hoping for my dear friend Sasha." His voice chuckles, a familiar voice in which I used to hear nearly everyday of my highschool year and haven't heard since seven years ago when he was forcing himself on me.
Justin growls once he saw the look of terror on my face, "Who the fuck do you think you are? I will fucking murder your ass if you dare even think of wanting her."
"I heard you have a child, Sasha." Lyon sneers.
I gulp fear striking every nerve in my body.
"Are you sure it's his?" He asks sounding cocky.
"What the hell are you fucking implying?" Justin growls filled with anger.
Lyon stays quiet for a while before replying, "I was talking to Sasha."
"And you think I will fucking let you put weird fucking suspicions in her head?!" Justin is on the verge of exploding.
I rub his head and smile, "It's alright."
"Yeah, it's alright, Bieber." Lyon chuckles, "But just think about it, I plunged Sasha's sweet sweet pussy and came in her seven years ago, and so did you, Justin. Are you sure the child is yours, there is a chance it's mine."
There was yelling of 'convict! convict!' in the background and Lyon curses, "Fuck, I'll call when I'm free of these people."
With that he hangs up and silence dies over us.
Despite him being an ass, his words are true. What if Viola isn't Justin's? But if you look at her she's nearly an replica of him. No, she is his. I can't let this asshole get the best of me.
I look at Justin and something about the look in his eyes says he's more strung about this than I am.
Is his doubting Vi is his child?
