Justin’s Point of View
It’s been a week since I called off the Affair between Lily and I. Do I regret it? Yes. But saying regret would be an understatement compared to the way not only I felt, but mainly how Lily felt when the deed was done. The pained look on Lily’s face haunts me whenever I think about it or see her.
In the time period of seven days, I went from having Lily within my embrace to being complete strangers with a woman that I have to see everyday who couldn’t even look me in the eye.
When she did it, her eyes were filled with remorse, bitterness, anger, and anything that could be closely related to hatred.
If looks could kill, I’m pretty sure funeral arranges would be made soon for me. Not to mention living here is pure torture. Of course to add on to the problems that I already have piled up onto my plate. Scooter and I got into a argument.
No it wasn’t about me upsetting Lily. In fact she’s done a great job, of hiding her emotions in front of him. My stomach would do full on cart wheels every time they shared a kiss or she laughed at his overused cheesy jokes. I knew it was just because I was in the same room.
She wanted me to feel what she felt when I broke things off. Although it was acting, it seemed as if it didn’t matter what happened between us. Like I didn’t matter.
Anyway back to why Scooter is being a real prick. The usual. But at the moment, I’m no better than him. He got on my case about the wall having a huge hole that completely ruined the paint due to the fact my anger got the best of me.
I made up some bullshit story about how I was fell off a skateboard causing my back to collide into the wall. It seemed like a thought out idea in my mind.
After that was said and done, he had the nerve to rant about how ridiculous it is to pursue a outdoor activity indoors and that I was going to pay to get the wall repaired.
He didn’t even see that my fist was bang and bruised with a bandage that barely even cover it. So busy up this thing called work ass he couldn’t put two and two together. Just like he can see past the front Lily was putting on. If he really knew and loved her. He could see that she is genuinely upset.
Because of me. It hurt to think that I could this pain.
I guess you could say that I’ve been taking this whole thing to heart. Even though my heart wasn’t suppose to get involved to begin with. But who was I to mess with faith?
I miss Lily’s smile more than anything and having her around the house all day. It seems as if she always had somewhere to go. Today I was determined to find out where and what that place might be. I put off more than enough time getting together what I was going to say.
I didn’t expect her to come diving right back into my arms, but the only thing I expected from her was a chance to explain.
They say there’s a reason behind everything. I want to share mine. I don’t deserve her acknowledgement, but she still must have a weak spot for me. Right?
However, I still kept in mind not to get my hopes up on being forgiven. Because the end results could be disappointing. My best bet was to find out where Lily actually was. I would ask Tony, but unfortunately he left last week.
Even if he was here, I couldn’t bring myself to explain why his daughter was upset with me. But I also felt it wasn’t my place to tell him. This is something that Lily and I need to settle on own. Nothing or no one should interfere.
So I decided to go with the second person who probably knew Lily better than I did. Maddie
I mean she was my last and only hope. If Lily could confess something big as an affair to her, then she could tell her something as little like where she was going for the day or better yet have been going this whole week. Knowing how she was in the middle of cleaning, I ran downstairs to find her with a laundry basket tucked under her left arm as she hummed a unfamiliar tune.
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Allured {Book #1 Lilly & Justin Series} *Justin Bieber Fanfic*
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