Arranged Love (Jelena)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Justin's POV

I was just falling asleep when the bedroom door opened and I saw Jason standing in the doorway, trying to quietly close the door with his teddy in his hand.

"You okay buddy?" I whispered as to not wake Selena.

"N-no." He stuttered and I knew he had been crying.

"Come here." I lifted the sheets for him and scooted closer to Selena whose back was turned to us.

He crawled him and curled up into me holding his teddy tightly as my arms went around him.

"What's wrong bud?" I asked quietly as he sniffled, pressing a kiss to his head.

"I-I had a ba-bad d-d-dream." 

"Want to tell me about it?"

"It's the same dream I had last time. A m-man came a-and he said he was my daddy and I-I told him you were my d-da-ddy but he said he was my real daddy then some people c-came and took me and I-I was screaming and you and m-mommy were c-crying and and I never saw you again." 

"Hey it's okay. It's okay. It was just a dream, no one's going to take you from us. Just go back to sleep okay? I'm right here. I won't let anything happen."

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Two and a half months later

Selena's POV

"How was your last day of school?" I asked Jason as we walked towards the car.

"It was fun! Miss gave us candy! And chocolates!" He informed as he jumped up and down.

"I can see that." I laughed.

"Is daddy home already?" He asked settling himself into his seat.

"No, he'll be home around four."

"Is it four yet?"He asked making me laugh.

"No, it's only two."

"Oh." He sat back in his seat and crossed his arms with a pout on his lips.

We got home maybe half hour later thanks to traffic.

I thought his candy rush would have worn out by then but unfortunately I was wrong.

So I spent the next hour or so trying to get him to calm down.

Or not break anything.

Keyword: try.

He broke a plate when he tried to haul himself onto the kitchen counter.

After that he ran off to his room so I left him there while I cleaned up the broken pieces of ceramic.

Once I was finished I went to find him and saw him knocked out on his bed.

Looks like his sugar rush wore off.

I fixed him on the bed and pulled the blanket over him so he cpuld sleep comfortably before leaving his room.

Just as I sat down on the couch, the intercom went off.

"Mrs. Bieber, there's someone here to see you by the name Cole Knight. Shall I send him up?"

"No!" I instantly replied. Why was he here?!

"Ma'am he won't leave unless he speaks to you."

Before I could reply, the intercom went on again but this time Cole was talking.