Confusion (Sequel to I Wish...)

Chapter 59

(Justin's pov)
-1pm-
I woke up to find Becca, not beside me. That's when I sat up and felt my heart pound like a hammer through my chest. I threw the sheets off myself and ran out, only my boxers and shorts on.
I saw Becca watching a movie with Ryan and Chaz. I let out a big sigh of relief.
"Justin."
Becca saw me and got up. She hugged me tight and dug her fingers into my bare back. Then I remembered it all, last night.
"Are you ok, baby?"
I hugged her back.
"Yea."
Becca placed her lips on my chest and squeezed me tight.
"Aw, babe, I just woke up."
I chuckled after I lost my breath.
"Sorry."
She giggled. I noticed her exhaustion through her gloomy eyes. I didn't say anything else, for now. I went into the bathroom to freshen up.
"Hey Justin, we're heading back to New York in an hour."
Ryan spoke from the sofa.
"Ok. Thanks guys."
We hugged each other too; then I pulled Becca back into my arms.
"I'm sure you're hungry, Justy."
Becca and I sat at the table, and she handed me a pack of brown sugar pop tarts.
"Thanks."
I took it from her and opened it. I broke a piece off and put it in my mouth.
"Justin, I'm sorry for scaring you last night."
Becca mumbled guiltily.
"Aw, you didn't scare me, babe. You just...Had me worrying too much."
How can I not worry when my girlfriend might die in front of my eyes? What's worse is that I can't calm her. What if she has another heart attack?
"I'm sorr-"
"Becca, don't apologize. It's ok."
I looked her straight in the eyes and told her. She nodded and narrowed her eyes.
"I love you."
I stopped eating to tell her.
"I love you too."
She smiled weakly at me.
"How are you feeling?"
The bruises, cuts, everything's still there. It makes me sick to know my own ex and modeling partner have done this to her. Not to mention that asshole, Max. I'd punch the living crap out of him if I could.
"Better. I'm still sore and achey, but I'll be fine."
Becca told me.
"Let's get going."
I stood up and put a shirt on. We all packed and were ready to go in less than thirty minutes.
My phone buzzed and I answered it.
"Hey Justin, it's Scooter. I just wanted to apologize for making you do that to Becca. I wasn't thinking clearly. She can stay with you if that's what you really want."
Scooter's voice spoke through the phone.
"It's ok. Don't worry about it."
I told him like it was no big deal, but it really was.
"I've rescheduled your shows in New York, Georgia, and Florida. I'll see you soon."
He sounded in a rush, so I thanked him then hung up. I feel so much better now that Becca can stay no matter what.
We entered my private jet. This time I checked the flight attendants.
"Justin, please don't ever leave me again."
Becca held me close and whispered.
"I promise I won't ever leave you."
I kissed her head.
"Me neither."
She intertwined our fingers together with her good hand.
"Give me your wrist."
I grabbed a purple sharpie from my bag as she extended her broken wrist to me. I took it fragilely in my hands.
"I love you most. - Justin Bieber a.k.a. Justy"
I wrote on her cast and drew a bunch of hearts and smiley faces.
"Aw, no fair. I love you most."
Becca disagreed with my comment.
"Too bad. You can't wash it off now."
I beamed proudly at my idea.
"Jerk."
She mumbled playfully.
"Hey, take that back."
I grinned and held her closer.
"Fine, you're still my puppy though."
She tapped my nose and ruffled my hair. I fake barked and stuck out my tongue.
"Aww."
Becca giggled adorably.
"Is there a dog in here?"
Ryan and Chaz came up to us.
"Right there. Pet him."
Becca patted my head and smiled at them.
"No thanks."
Chaz grinned.
"Aw, but why?"
Becca fake pouted.
"Oh ok."
Chaz petted my head.
"How cute."
Chaz joked and put his hand out to me. I licked it, knowing I'm gonna have to rinse out my mouth.
"Ew, dude!"
Chaz wiped his hand on his pants and Becca giggled.
"Let me try."
Ryan put his hand out to me, and I bit it.
"Shit, Justin. You bite hard."
Ryan pulled his hand away and Becca hugged me.
"Ok, I'm done. You guys wanna write something on Becca's cast."
I gave them a black sharpie. Purple's my color.
"Sure."
They took the sharpie and wrote on Becca's cast.
Ryan wrote "Stay safe :) - your favorite, Ryan."
Chaz wrote "I'm your favorite, not Ryan. (; - Chaz."
"I don't have favorites, you know."
Becca smiled at their comments.
"Yea, Ryan."
Chaz nudged Ryan.
"Hey, it's obvious I'm her favorite."
Ryan winked at me.
"No, I'm her favorite."
Chaz blew a kiss at me.
"Hey, none of you are her favorite. I am."
Justin hugged me.
"Of course, Becca picks the dumbass that walks into windows."
Chaz gave me a playful smile. Becca started laughing again.
"Ok, I haven't come close to hitting window in years."
I protested. They started cracking up then Ryan and Chaz left to get a snack. Becca leaned against me, and I wrapped my arms around her.
"What am I thinking of?"
I mumbled against her temple.
"Mm, I don't know."
She giggled softly, looking at me for a clue.
"I give this to you, and I'm gonna give you one later."
I hinted to her.
"Uhm...a kiss?"
Becca guess wrongly.
"Nope. It involves lotion."
But I kissed her temple anyway.
"I don't know...Oh, a massage?"
Becca's eyes lit up a little bit, just a little bit.
"You guessed it, babe."
I smiled proudly at her.
"Yea, I guess a neck massage would be nice."
She confessed.
"I'll give you one later."
I smiled and kissed her lips. She kissed back and smiled softly. I smiled too then gave her a giant kiss.
"You're so sweet, Justy."
Becca tucked herself underneath my arm.
"That's what you do to me."
I joked with her.
"So if I was mean, you'd be mean too?-"
"It's a joke baby."
I grinned at her.
"I know."
She yawned and rested against my shoulder. She's tired, exhausted, worn out. I know she is because that's how she's been since last night. I just don't wanna say anything.
"You'll be ok, babygirl."
Was all I said as I stroked my fingers through her soft, brown hair.
"I hope so."
She whispered quietly. I know she's scared and hurt by what's happened, and I wish I could take everything back to the past. I wish it was me who has to go through the hell she's been through. I'm the one who started this shit in the first place.
If I never left, never cheated on her with Selena, none of this would've happened. Becca wouldn't have ever met Max. I would've never met Selena. It's just be me and Becca, alone in our quiet neighborhood. Everything would be ok.
-5pm-
We had already arrived in New York and checked into our hotel.
"Here baby."
I handed Becca some Advil because she said she feels bad. It hurts to see her in pain. I wish I could be her, because I deserve the pain more than she ever will.
"I have a show pretty soon, babe. I prefer you stay here with Ryan and Chaz."
I don't wanna take anymore chances at all.
"But I want to be with you."
She looked at me with those innocent eyes, which really get into my head.
"...Oh, alright, but Ryan and Chaz are still coming."
I wouldn't dare leave her alone. I don't trust anyone except Ryan and Chaz.
"Yay."
She smiled with a noticeable wince. Her whole expression was about drained out. I just wanna give her all my heart, replace my happiness with her sadness. She deserves it more than I do.
"I'll carry you."
I wrapped her in a lavender blanket then scooped her in my arms. She let out a small groan and rested her head into my chest.
"Sorry."
I kissed her temple before walking out. Ryan and Chaz followed me downstairs, where we saw a bunch of paparazzi outside. Shit.
"Let's go out the backdoor."
Chaz spoke and I followed him to the back. We quickly hopped in the bus; then I set Becca on the couch.
I let her hold my hand and play with my fingers as we made our way to the place I'm performing at. Luckily, there were no paparazzi outside, so we made it in safe.
"You guys have to watch her. You have to. I mean, keep everything in lockdown mode. Nobody can come in here no matter what, ok?"
I told Ryan and Chaz as I changed.
"We got it."
They nodded.
"Good."
Because I will not let anything bad happen to Becca again.

(A/N: I keep telling myself that the faster school starts the faster I'll get to hear WDYM, because I don't wanna go back to school.😒😒😒 Next post is on Sunday)

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