This is Just the Beginning (Sequel for One Mistake, Two Gifts)

Chapter Eight - Goodbye ♥ (Mature Theme)

Chapter Eight - Goodbye ♥ (Mature Theme, Viewer Discretion is Adviced)

"Ryan! Freddo!" I shout as I enter my house with two babies in my arms.

"Hey man." Ryan walks into the room with a smile.

"Babies!!" Alfredo exclaims and hurries to grab one of them without even acknowledging my presence.

"I need to take a shower. Mind taking care of them till I'm done?" I ask Ryan as Freddo goes into the living room. Ryan nods and grabs the other baby, letting me go upstairs to my room to take a hot, relaxing shower.

First thing first, before even stripping down, I reach for my tv remote and turn the tv on MTV channel. Music is blasting out of the speakers as I take off all of my clothes and enter the steamy shower.

"And I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears.. So done with wishing you were still here. Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slooow, so why can't I turn off the radio?" Memorizing the song that got me so famous, I turn off the water and step out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my waist, my whole body dripping wet. I walk up to my tv and change the channel to E!, wanting to see if there's any new rumors about me.

I go back into the bathroom and take out my razor and shaving cream. After smearing cream all over my cheeks and stache, I begin to shave real carefully around my face, trying not to slice myself. "Moving on to new shocking news about Justin Bieber!" I chuckle, imagining what they're gonna say about me now. "Or more exactly, Justin Bieber's girlfriend!" Just as I hear the last word, my hand trembles to the side and cuts me right above my upper lip. Great.

I hurry out of the bathroom and stand still in front of the tv, observing closely the picture on the screen. That cannot be. "Who knew, right?!" I grab the tv remote, turn the tv off and run to wash my face and put clothes on my body. Finishing up, I grab my phone and car keys and run downstairs to the front door, not even stopping to tell everyone where I'm going.

I hurry into my car and drive as fast as I can to my destination. After short five minutes, I'm in front of her front door, knocking non-stoppingly until Emily shouts, "it's open!" from the inside. I let myself in and stop on my way as I find Emily sitting on her couch with wet hair, surrounded by used tissues.

"You're smoking?!" I shout, feeling as the rage in me gets bigger.

"Bu-but how-w did you know?" She looks at me, petrified.

"It was on E! news! They had a fucking picture of you smoking a cigarette! How did they have a picture of you smoking a cigarette?!" She looks down and wipes something off her face. "Answer me!"

"Because I'm smoking! I've been smoking since three weeks ago!" She shouts back at me, tears flowing down her face.

"Why!?" She shuts her mouth and looks down, as if she's too ashamed. "What the fuck is going on with you?! I'm back for two days and you don't stop pushing me away, you're screaming for me to leave you when I try to fuck you, and now I find out you're smoking?!" She quickly gets on her feet and tries to get past me  but I block the way with the most angry expression I can muster. "Answer me!" She lifts her eyes up and looks straight into mine..

"I was raped!" She holds her breath.

"Yo-you what?" All air leaves my lungs as if someone just kicked me in the stomach.

"Please... Let me go..." She covers her mouth while sobbing uncontrollably.

"You...." I look shocked at her. "You fucked another man?!" Her sobs immediately stop and she stares surprsied at me.

"I tell you I was raped and you say I fucked another man!?" Emily shouts while sniffing her nose, more tears forming in her eyes. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"