THE MOB

BEHIND THOSE DARK EYES?

Fear cripples me, freezing every muscle of my body even though I can tell I am shaking on the outside. My thoughts were all over the place. How did Edward know where I was? Was it really him? Was he serious when he said I will regret it? Justin looked at my shaking hands and back to me, I took my hands from out of his and placed them on my lap as I swallowed loads of saliva.

"Hey hey, what's wrong? You're shaking." He asked worried.

I wrote on my pad. "How long do I have to stay here?" I picked up the board showing it to him as I looked around so paranoid like I've been since I've gotten out of the relationship with Edward.

Justin takes the board and places it on the desk next to the hospital bed and takes both of my hands into his holding it tight. "Look at me." He says gently as I did what he asked. "I'm here, I'm not leaving okay?"

I nodded.

"If something is bothering you, I need you to tell me okay?"

I nodded again.

He reached for the board and put it on my lap, I started writing but then I realized, he's already been worked up, he doesn't need my problems on top of his, you know with his house blown up to pieces. So I decided to write on the board: Im just not used to taking pain killers, it's just an effect I'll be fine.

His eyes roamed the board as he read it, he looked at me as I put the board down and started writing some more: I told the doctor not to tell anybody about the rape, but I got stitches down there, it will take time to heal.

"You don't want them to know what happened to you?" He said folding his hands together and leaning on the bed with his elbows.

I shook my head, I'm tired of writing on this damn bored, so I decided to speak with my own voice.

"I-It wouldn't matter." My voice came out raspy, it didn't hurt but it didn't feel good either, it felt...I don't know...weird to speak, like a baby trying to learn its first words.

""Write on the board....that's what it's for." He said pointing to it.

I shook my head rapidly. "M-my voice, is getting b-better."

He smiled slightly looking at me with those big brown eyes. Looking into them I can finally see the light in them and not darkness, where ever there is darkness there's always a speck of light, behind those dark eyes is a story, and believe me, I'm willing to do or say whatever it is to find out what made him this way.

"What?" I blushed looking down.

Before he got to say anything the doors opened seeing my mother, I was actually happy to see her but that faded away quickly as soon as Larry's son Andrew stepped in behind her.

Justin turned around and his whole mood changed, he stood up and blocked my view And Theirs.

"Get out..what the hella are  you doing here?"

"I came to see my daughter, why am I even answering to a little kid." My mother asked annoyed.

"I'm a grown ass man, I'm not a little kid..." he said talking to my mother but looking at Andrew. "Why do you look so familiar?"

"That's....Larry's son." I jumped in before he accused Andrew of being Larry, I mistaken him one time being him, that's how much they look alike, their resemblance is strong.

"Ah...so you're the bad mans son?" He chuckled.

"Maybe you should hop off my dads dick....looks like you've been sucking it since you've met doe."

"What the hell did you just say?" He said about to step closer to him but I grabbed his hand making him looking at me, I shook my head at him giving him a look to at least not do this now.