Stay Away 3 (sequel to Stay Away 2) | #Wattys2015

Chapter 19

I just had to post a picture of my other baby. Isn't Dylan O Brien just perfection?

Justin's POV:

"You did good baby girl," I laugh in attempt to make Melissa feel better.

We both continue to make our way through the park, Melissa pushing Bella in her stroller.

I think it's the best thing to do right now. It'll clear our minds from all the intensity from last night.

"But, I shot him in the leg," she points out.

I let out a chuckle.

"Melissa, you didn't miss. You just pointed the gun in the wrong part of the body. That's expected, it was your first time shooting a gun baby girl. You should've seen yourself, it was a completely different Melissa."

She turns to me, raising her eyebrow.

"Huh?," she says, confused.

"You were brave Melissa. I knew you had it in you."

She giggles at me.

"Brave is a word that's not used to describe me Justin."

I lean over and kiss her cheek.

"Well, get used to it princess."

"Aww, she's adorable!"

"What the fuck?," I mumble to myself.

I noticed that we've come to a complete stop.

I look over to see a young women, a little older than Melissa, looking at Bella in full admiration.

"She's so precious! What's her name?," she asks.

"Bella," Melissa answers.

"Aww, that's such a cute name! She's so beautiful!," she screeches.

"Thank you," Melissa laughs.

God, please allow this bitch to shut the fuck up.

Her voice is high as fuck and it's completely annoying.

She goes to say something else, but I cut her off.

"Alright lady. Have a nice day," I say, pushing the stroller with Melissa by my side.

I feel a slap sent to my arm and I turn my head, seeing Melissa completely pissed off at me.

"Justin, that was rude and unnecessary."

I scoff.

"I just saved her from getting cursed the hell out Melissa. Her approaching us and screaming in Bella's face was unnecessary and disrespectful if you ask me."

"Oh, like you leaving our special dinner last night was respectful?"

I make a sudden stop, making full eye contact with her.

"C'mon Melissa, don't be like that," I groan.

"Don't do like what?," she asks, her arms crossed against her chest.

"Oh, we're doing this bullshit again?"

"What bullshit?"

"You fuckin' know what bullshit!," I spat.

"Ya know, you can be such a dick sometimes," she groans.

"Oh really? Last time I fuckin' recalled, I save your ass every single time shit is happening," I correct.