One Less Lonely Girl

14.

*Justin's POV*

I woke up to my phone ringing. I looked at the caller I.D. It was an unknown number. I answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hi, there, Justin."

"Who is this?"

"You don't know me, but I know you. And I will be coming for your precious girlfriend here soon. You better watch her closely."

"You come near her and I  will fucking kill you! You hear me!" I was screaming by now. Who does  this asshole think he is? He will not be touching my girlfriend.

"You won't be doing anything. I have people watching your every move and hers. Bye now." And with that he hung up.

"Is everything okay Justin?" I looked over and seen Sam with a worried expression on her face. My heart broke a little.

"Yeah, baby. Go back to sleep."

"No, tell me what's wrong." Ugh, I can't tell her someone is after her. She won't ever wanna be by herself.

"Babe, I-I can't. I don't want you to worry." She huffed and rolled over so she isn't facing me.

"Sam don't be like that." I crawled over next to her.

"No, Justin. You won't tell me what's wrong when I know there is something wrong so whatever."

"Fine. I got a call from  an unknown number and they were talking about coming after you. They  knew who I was and they obviously knew who you were. So I didn't want  you to fucking worry and now you are so whatever." With that, I walked  out of the room.

*Samara's POV*

My world just froze. I'm  pretty sure it was Blake he was talking about. How did he get Justin's  number? Quite frankly, why does he wanna come after us and hurt us? I  walked out of Justin's room to see if I could find him and I did down in  the kitchen with his head in his hands. I feel bad because I made him  tell me. I just didn't know he would say something like that.

I walked over to him and tried to uncover his face but he snatched his hands away.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Justin screamed at me. I jumped back and I felt tears forming in my eyes.

"Why are you being so mean?" I asked in a small voice. He looked at me and his eyes softened.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I'm just mad at whoever it was on the phone. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"I think I know who was on the phone." I whispered.

"What? What did you say?"

"I said, I think I know  who was on the phone with you." I looked at my hands when I said that.  Blake honestly scares me so much. I shouldn't have to be going through  this. I thought when we moved, I'd be safe, but I guess not.

"Who was it?" He said sternly.

"Remember that guy that came up to us at the diner that one day?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I think it was him. He  wanted me. That's what he meant when he said ask your girlfriend what I  want." He gave me a horrified look, and I couldn't help the tears that  escaped my eyes. I was just so terrified.

"Well, he won't be able  to get to you babe. Come here." He walked over to me and wrapped me in  his arms. I sobbed into his chest. "Shh, its okay baby. Nothing will  happen to you. I won't allow it." He comforted me just by saying those  simple words.

"W-We have t-to call the  p-police Justin. He k-killed my parents. I won't let him h-hurt you our  Chaz or Ryan. I wouldn't b-be able to forgive myself if that  h-happened." I cried even harder at the thought.

"Shh, calm down. We will  call them right now. Just calm down Sam." I nodded and he went to call  the police. I decided to go take a shower. I went upstairs and grabbed a  pair of Justin's shorts and a shirt. I went into his bathroom and  stripped from my clothes. I let the water warm up and then I got in. The  warm water relaxed me somewhat. I just stood there under the water for a  while letting the water run down my bare body.

"Samara!" I heard Justin call from in his room.

"I'm in the shower!" I called back.

When I was done, I got  dressed and walked out of the bathroom. I noticed Justin wasn't in his  room anymore so I walked downstairs.

I seen him and....

A/N: Who do you think Justin is downstairs talking to?? Read and find out! XOXO