Justin's pov:
I walk into her room and see her sitting on the bed. She was no longer crying. Which is good. She looks at me and smiles. "Hey" I say and she nods. "Okay" she says, getting ready for what she wanted to talk about? "I um" she says then looks around biting on her lip again. "I think maybe you shouldn't um... You shouldn't um, um stay here anymore" she says and I frown my eyebrows in confusion. "I-I broke up with you for a reason Justin. I don't want to be with you" she says not looking me in the eye. My heart shattered. She didn't mean that. She couldn't have. "What?" I ask. "Leave. I don't want you here. I don't want to be with you. We're not getting back together.. ever" she says as her voice cracks. This is a dream? This has to be. Why's she being so mean? "What did I do?" I ask and she shakes her head. "I just want you to leave. I DONT WANT YOU HERE" she says now crying again. Why's she's crying? "Look me in the eyes" I say and she ignores me. I grab her by her arms making her stand up. "Look me in the eyes Baylee" I say gently shaking her. "Baylee goddamn it look at me!" I yell in her face. She looks at me, now she looks scared. But I don't care. "Tell me again. Tell me you don't have feelings for me. Tell me that we'll never be together again and you want me gone" I say and she cries ever harder. She falls into my chest shaking her head no. She didn't mean any of that. Why would she say that stuff to me? She was crying to the point she was loosing her breath. "Breathe Baylee" I say calmly rubbing her back. She grips my shirt pulling me closer than ever.
*That night*
Baylee's been in her room all day. She hasn't came out, not even once. I've been giving her some space and watching the kids. I ordered pizza and it got here about five minutes ago. I make her a plate and take it up the stairs. I walk in and see her just sitting on the bed. "I brought you pizza" I say and she looking to me and whispers "thank you" "you're welcome" I mumble turning around to go back down stairs. "J-Justin" she calls out and I turn looking at her. "Where you going?" "To sleep on the couch" I say and she frowns looking down. "Okay" she says grabbing a slice of pizza. I close the door walking down the stairs. The kids were all going to sleep and Nash was sitting on the couch. I sit beside him and he says "she say anything?" "No" I say shaking my head. We've became so close. I told him everything that happened today. He don't understand either.
*2 in the morning*
My phone goes off so I lean over grabbing it from the coffee table. 'You awake?/:' Baylee text me. 'Yea' I reply sitting on the messages waiting for her to reply. She read it but never replied. A few minutes later I hear someone walking down the stairs. I raise up and see Baylee. She's in my shirt and a pair of panties, like she always is. She stares at me for a minute then whispers "I can't sleep" "me neither" I say and she looks around awkwardly. She's scared I know she is. She hates the dark that's why she keeps looking around. I'm just waiting for her to say it. She turns and looks behind her then looks back to me. "I'm scared" she finally admits. "Want me to sleep with you?" I ask and she nods blushing. I stand up walking towards her small body. "Come on" I mumble walking past her. I'm not going to suck her ass. She was so mean and weird. It hurt my feelings and I don't know why she said all that to me. She didn't mean any of it. She follows close behind me until we reach her room. I let her walk past me as I close the door. I turn the light off and lay in her bed. She got close but didn't cuddle me nor touch me. I turn so my back was facing her. I close my eyes trying to sleep but still couldn't. I feel her moving then I feel her body against mine. She wraps her arm around me and I stay still. I won't cuddle her. Like I said I'm not sucking her ass no more. I care so much for her, I honestly do. She just... Hurt me. Feeling her body against mine. Just her touch, helped me sleep. Today was very odd and confusing. Maybe I should have stayed on the couch. Its too late now.
Baylee's pov:
I wanted to touch him because he wasn't touching me. He always touches me. He always cuddles me. He always lets me go to sleep first. He always... Use to? Maybe I should have told him. I just couldn't, not today. Not tomorrow, probably never. He'll find out, I'm sure. I just don't think that I should to be in the middle of this although it has everything to do with me. I don't want to hurt Justin. Maybe I should take job offers across the world! I can't though, I can't leave my babies here. I figured he was asleep by now so I scooter closer wrapping my arm around his body. His touch makes me melt. His skin is always so warm and smooth and soft. I close my eyes laying my forehead against his shoulder blade. I soon quickly fall asleep.
