As I changed into my sleeping clothes and brushed my teeth Justin walked into the bathroom and began peeing. I rinse my mouth then dry my hands and mouth. I turn to Justin as he flushed the toilet. He turned to me and says "what's with you and Nash?" "Nash and I?" "Yeah, yuns have something going on don't you? Do you have feelings for him?" He blurs out as I stand there with my eyebrows frowned in confusion. "Say" "what? No! Dear god Justin you're all I think about" I say shaking my head. He steps closer to me crossing his arms over his chest. "Justin.. Let me ask you something. I want you to be honest because I'll know if your lying or not" I say and he nods. "Ask me Baylee" he says and I stare at him scared of if he'll tell me or not. How should I even word it? "Ask me" he repeats. "Have you been doing drugs?" I ask and his face goes pale. "What?" "Drugs Justin, have you been doing drugs" "wait what.. Why would you ask that? No bay-" "okay" I mumble walking out of the bathroom. He catches up with me gently grabbing my wrist making me look at him. But never did I make eye contact. "Come here baby, I missed you" he says holding onto my sides. He pulls me into him but I just pull back. "Baylee what the hell?" "Justin, I'm going to watch the walking dead with Nash and Skylynn" I say trying to pull away but he wouldn't let me go. "Of course you are" he mumbles. "You can too, god stop being such a baby because I'm not giving you every bit of my attention. News flash the world doesn't revolve around you sweetheart" I say pushing him lightly. He just stood there. "Sorry I thought you fucking missed me and wanted to spend some time together. But okay. Goodnight Baylee" he says laying down in the bed. I sigh shaking my head and walking out the door and into Nash's room. Surprisingly to say, Skylynn isn't scared of zombies. I look back through the cracked door at Justin as he whipped his eyes as if he was crying. I close the door walking to Nash's bed and laying beside him. "You okay?" "Yeah" I mumble laying my head on his shoulder. "I think- nah we'll talk later" I mumble and he nods pulling the blanket over the three of our legs. Justin's use to having me all to himself and me always being all over him. It's not like that anymore. I have Skylynn and Nash to watch over. We've done this every Friday night, no matter who was here we still watched the walking dead.
*An hour later*
"Oh my gosh" "wow" I say as our show went off. "I can't wait till the next one, that was great. I just hate when they end it like that" "yeah I know me too" I say raising up. I look at Skylynn and see her sound to sleep. "Want me carry her into her room?" "Umm, you can if you want. Yeah" "okay" I chuckle. I hug Nash goodnight then stand up walking to the side where Skylynn is. I pick her up very gently and she wraps her arms around my neck lightly moaning. "Goodnight bubby" "goodnight sis" he says and I smile. "Night" "night" he chuckles and I shut the door. I walk into skylynns room turning her night light on. I tuck her in kissing her forehead. "Goodnight Skybug" "goodnight angel" she mumbles cuddling into her teddy bear. I smile walking out and going into my room where Justin was. I take a deep breathe then open the door walking in. He was sleeping, I think. Nope. He looks my way then looks back to his phone. He's awake. I walk on into the room, nervously of course. I sit on the bed looking at him. I could see his spin he's lost so much weight. I run my hand down his spin shaking my head. He turns looking up at me. "Please don't lie to me" I choke out feeling a sad wave over coming me. "Baylee I-" he doesn't finish he don't know what to say. He knows I know. He sits up and opens his mouth then closes it not saying anything. "Goodnight" I say about to lay down. He gently grabs me pulling me into his lap. My legs on both sides of him. He hugs my body laying his head on my shoulder. I gently wrap my arms around his neck hugging back. I missed him, his hugs, his kisses, his laugh, his voice, and everything else. He kissed my shoulder then I feel something wet drop on it. "Jus?" "Hmm?" He mumbles sniffling. I pull back making him look at me. I gently cup his face in my hands wiping the tears from his eyes. He looks down shaking his head but I make him look back to me. It broke my heart because I've done had one boyfriend do this. "Tell me the truth" I ask and he nods his head. "Ben" he says clearing his throat. "Wouldn't stop one night when we was at the club. He just wouldn't stop. I even left but then he came back to the hotel and we was all drinking" he says and I nod pushing his long hair back from his eyes. "I was pretty drunk and he talked me into taking these pills" he says and my heart sinks. I look down then back at him. "I don't remember anything at all.. I was so stressed with work a few days later so he talked me into taking another one to chill me out" he says and I nod looking down once again. "I felt like I couldn't stop so I asked for more" he repeats I just stare down at our legs. "Please look at me" "I can't" I say as my voice cracks. "Please" he mumbles and I look up at him, through my blurred watery eyes. I raise my hand and smack him across the face. I didn't mean to. He grabs his face, the now red stop and stares at me. "I-I'm uh.." I didn't wanna apologize. He didn't says anything he just held his cheek. I didn't say anything either. He was just as shocked as I was. I brake down crying. Literately bawling. He pulls me into his chest hugging me, but I didn't hug him back I just cried on his shoulder. "Why would you do this?" I cry even harder. He hugged me not knowing what to say, I'm guessing. "It's just so easy to get hooked on a-and I didn't even mean to" he says. "I hate you so much for this. Justin I know what it's like, I've seen a this before. I can't and I won't loose you too." I say looking him dead in the eye. He looks down frowning. "I didn't think they would affect me as much as they have. But most people don't even notice me anymore" he admits. "You're so skinny and sad looking. I don't like it, you're so unhealthy and that's not good for you at all" I say wiping my eyes. "Please just stop saying you hate me" he says pushing my hair from my face, lightly caressing my cheek. "I don't want you to hate me" he whispers and I just stare into his eyes. "I'm sorry, I don't hate you. But you know what I've been thorough. You know I can't stand drugs. And you know what they lead to and I just can't believe you'd even try it, a second time." "I wasn't thinking, I was so stressed out and aggravated" "I don't care what you was. I'm not going to loose you like I did Wesley. I refuse to. You aren't leaving me." I say stubbornly. "Can you just, give me a kiss?" He ask and I shake my head no. "Hug me back then, at least" he says hugging my body. I hug him back and he kisses the side of the head then my forehead, my nose, each cheek and then he lays his forehead against mine. "I promise you I will never touch another drug" he says staring me dead in the eye. "Swear to me" I say and he nods pulling back. "I swear on my life I will never touch another drug from here on out unless of hospital need" he says and i nod. "You don't need to be doing it for me. You need to be doing it for yourself. But you won't ever touch one, I know you won't because I won't let you" I say and he nods. "Where's your suitcase?" I ask and he points to it. I stand up going to his bag. I dig through it, every inch of it until i find what I'm looking for. A sandwich bag pull of pinkish tan colored suboxone pills. I frown looking at him. "Is this all of them?" "No" he says and I nod. "Where's the rest?" "My jacket" he say breathing hard. I grab them from his jacket and walking into the bathroom. "Baylee no!" He says jumping up I hurry and drop every signal one in the toilet. He just stares at them. There was at least fifty pills. "Flush it" I say and he puts his hand on the handle staring at the pills. "No more" he mumbles then flushes it. He leans against the wall holding his chest. "Stop, it's all in your head. You're okay" I say standing in front of him. He starts shaking his head. "No this is serious" "no it's not. Look at me" I say as he was still staring down the toilet. I force him to look at me by grabbing his face. "Remember the first day we met?" "Yeah" he says breathing heavy. "Do you remember what I was wearing?" I ask because I knew he remember, he's told me before. "Umm, black leggings, a blue sweater and a like brownish tan colored sweater. I think" "yeah" I say nodding my head. "How was my hair fixed?" I asked again because he's told me before. "Uh I don't know" he says dropping his head to my shoulder. "I love you" I whisper gently rubbing the back of his neck. He stays silent. I know I fall to hard and maybe to fast but i don't care. I do love Justin. He's hard not to love. "You're perfect" he whispers kissing my shoulder. "Let's go to bed" I say bringing him to the bed.
