He's Just... Dangerous

Chapter 31

Nicolette's POV

I was woken up by the feeling of being put on a bed. I was really cold, so I opened my eyes, adjusting to my surroundings. I was unfamiliar with it, but I saw Justin right away, hugging him.

"Welcome to my new house babe." I looked around the room we were in and it seemed to be his room. It was quite clean, with not a lot of things in the room.

"Nice room." I said. He smiled and hugged me tightly. When he let go my eyes wandered to his arms. His left one was bandaged up, only to his elbow. I must've been staring, because he pulled his arm away from sight. I looked in his eyes and they were filled with sorrow and guilt.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. He got up and started walking away.

"Justin wait." I tried to call for him, but he already was in the hall. I sighed and got up quickly, trying to follow him.

"Justin?" I walked out my room and saw no one. I had no idea where I was going, because the house seemed pretty big. I decided to walk down a hall, to a staircase leading down stairs.

"Justin where are you?" I called for him again, walking down the stairs.

"In here." I heard again sad voice come from the kitchen. I walked in as gained saw Justin on a chair with his head down in his hands. I grabbed his hands and pulled them away, sitting down on his lap facing him. He continued to look down so I lifted his head up by his chin.

"Justin why did you walk off like that?" I asked. He sniffed.

"I felt ashamed. I didn't want you to judge me so I walked off. I'm sorry." A tear rolled down his cheek. I wiped it off and wrapped my arms around his neck, his around my waist.

"I would never judge you like that." I pulled away and got up, lifting the side of my shirt and pulling my shorts down a slight bit, revealing my waist and hip area.

"I don't have the right to judge you." I said, taking his hand and laying them on my half faded scars. He gasped lowly and ran his fingers over them lightly.

"When was this?" He asked, looking in my eyes. I sighed.

"When my ex boyfriend Kyle took advantage of me. It was a long time ago and I just felt unwanted and lost. I felt I deserved it even though in the way back of my mind I knew I didn't. I thought he loved me. And when he took advantage of me like that, all my hope was lost. I had nobody left. My mom's were gone, I had no siblings or other family. I could afford a house though. And anything that was needed. That's how I actually got going. But all I can day is, it gets you no where. It just makes an addiction. You'll want to do more than just cut. I don't want that for you." I explained, trying not to break down. He sighed.

"Can I see?" I asked politely. He nodded slowly and started unwrapping the bandage. He then set the bandage down on the table. I focused my eyes on the cuts. Some were already scars, Some looked fresh too. I looked up at him and hugged him, sitting back on his lap.

"Some are fresh..." I trailed off.

"Before I went looking for you today. I was contemplating. I'm sorry." He hugged me tightly. I looked at him and wiped away a few remaining tears.

"No, I'm sorry for ever leaving you. I should have escaped when I first had the chance."

"None of that matters now. I have you back. You're my everything Nicolette. I love you so much and I couldn't stand being alone. My guys tried so hard looking for you. But that day I saw you at the beach. That was hell. It switched my thoughts around. I thought you wanted to be with Nick. I thought you forgot about me. That's what hurt. But I'm better, now that you're with me." He said, burying his head in my neck, leaving small kisses.