Nothing Like Us

chapter 21

What is he even screaming about pictures? I'm so confused and the fact that he doesn't even let me get a word in really pisses me off. I listen to him rant a little longer and while listening to him I feel like I could throw up at any second. Goddamn I feel terrible. I must've drank too much last night but i didn't think I did. When he stops briefly I finally interject.

"Are you done?"

He sighs with annoyance. "No! This is fucking bullshit B! What do you have to say cause all I hear you doing is fumbling with your words...guilt maybe?"

"First off I don't even know what the fuck you're talking about Justin!" I spit the words out at him and if he were standing in front of me I'd probably want to punch him right in his stupid face.

"I..." He starts but I cut him off this time.

"I just fucking woke up and no I'm not fucking anyone you goddamn asshole. Maybe you shouldn't jump to conclusions all the time. I hate when you fucking do that shit!"

"Then what the fuck happened last night B huh? Because it sure looks like something to me by the look of these pictures and you didn't even call me last night. You always fuckin call me!" He's yelling...again.

So I yell right back at him. "I went out Justin! Fuck!"

He drops his voice but doesn't lose the smart ass attitude. "Well yea I can clearly see that now can't I?"

I sit up in bed and pull my laptop from the end table. "Where are these fucking pictures you keep talking about?"

"TMZ" He spits.

I roll my eyes. "Oh yea that reliable source. Anything from them surely would give you a reason to call me all pissed off." I say flatly while pulling up the article. I can clearly see why he's pissed but it's nothing scandelous that's for sure.

"Are you fucking kidding me with this right now Justin? This is why you're so pissed?"

"Fuck you Bobbi!"

"Fuck you Justin! We were in a bar and it was loud. This isn't any worse than your most innocent meet and greet picture so you need to just shut the fuck up. I was celebrating you asshole and you have to ruin everything!"

He rustles the phone around a little bit. "Celebrating what?" He says as if he doesn't believe me.

"I'm coming home you ass."

He scoffs "Oh yea after I told you to get your ass on a plane now you're suddenly coming home huh?"

I clench my jaw in annoyance. "Yes Justin...call Scooter and ask him yourself! He called me yesterday and told me he had found a replacement and I wanted to surprise you but no of course that didn't happen now did it?"

"You serious?" He asks tentatively

I sigh loudly. "Yes I'm serious but damn I don't know if I even want to come there now. I can't believe you'd say that shit to me or even entertain the idea that I'd do something like that to you. That's fucked up Justin cause I'd never do that to you..never." I'm seriously hurt that he would think I would do that.

He's quite for a few moments. "I'm really sorry B...sometimes my mind gets the best of me. I just..."

"Act like a dick sometimes?" I answer for him then laugh a little.

"Took the words right out of my mouth." He laughs a little too. "So when are you getting here?"

I stand and stretch and answer him through a yawn. "Tonight..I have to pack and tie up a few loose ends then I'm on a plane. Is it cold there?"