Earth is Turning

The Fifth Turn

(The picture at the top is Justin's family's mansion... And the video... heeheeheehee)
I ran down the stairs carrying 2 suitcases, a hat box, and my purse. "I'm coming!" I yelled down the stairs. My parents greeted me in front of the door. My dad was crying, looking around the house. "Okay. Let's go." My mom finally said. She was rubbing my dad's back and crying, almost as hard as he was. She held his hand as they walked down the porch steps. I held his other hand. He was shaking. We pulled open the door to the limo that Justin's mom sent to pick us up. She must want to make a good impression so we won't back out on the marriage. I think my mom and Mrs. Parker really hit it off, they go out for drinks every Saturday night, and they go to church together every Sunday morning. Mom is really excited for the marriage, and she wants me and Justin to start a family. When the limo pulled into the driveway, I gasped. Their house was absolutely stunning. My parents were speechless. Even my dad seemed excited to be living here. We stepped out of the car and grabbed our bags. We thanked the chauffeur and walked to the door. It was even more magnificent up close. We knocked on the door, and right away it swung open. Justin, Mrs. Parker, Mr.Parker, and all 3 of Justin's sisters were standing at the door. "Welcome!" Mrs. Parker said, with a smile.My dad shook hands with Mr. Parker and stepped into the manor.
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Mrs. Parker showed us to our rooms. My room was huge. And I mean HUGE! My closet was the size of my old room. I had my own bathroom and a little empty room off to the side that I could do whatever I wanted to with it. After about 2 and a half hours of unpacking and rearranging, Justin walked in. He smiled at me and turned to the door. Mrs. Parker, Mr. Parker, my mom, and my dad walked in, pushing a cart with a bunch of stuff on it. They smiled and pushed the cart toward me. I looked at it and realized that it was for me. The cart held a mini fridge, a mini oven, and a bunch of snacks. There was so much food, that I didn't even know what to do with it! They also gave me a little table with chairs. I thanked them and they all left the room. Except for Justin. He walked to my bed and sat under the bright pink canopy. I snapped right away. "Get off." I said. He instantly leaped off the bed and put his arms up, in a 'I surrender' way. "Get out." I just continued to study my new mini-kitchen supplies. He just looked at me, not moving an inch. "I said, GET OUT!" I growled. He continued to stare. Finally, I got really, really angry. I picked up a pillow and started hitting him with it repeatedly. While the pillow hit him, I screamed "GET OUT!!!! GET OUT!!!! GET OUT!!!!" When I finally swung the pillow over his head, he started laughing. Then I started laughing. He walked closer to me. Finally, he wrapped his arms around me and we kissed. We kissed again, and again, and again. We moved to the bed, and we kissed again. After continuously making out, I pushed him away, giggling. He pulled me close to him again, and I pushed him away. "Okay, enough." I laughed. He tried to kiss me again but I pulled away. "Justin, seriously, stop." I said. He kissed me again, bounding my hands to the bed. "Justin." I said again. I squeezed his thigh to try and stop him, but it didn't work. "Enough!" I was yelling now. He put his hand over my mouth and dragged me to the little empty room. He closed the door behind us and he hit me. In the face. Then started kissing me again. I couldn't believe it. This was happening. AGAIN. I tried to push him away, but he grabbed my hip so hard, that I screamed into his lips. We heard a knock at the door. He left the closet, and locked it behind him. I'm locked in.