One Less Lonely Girl

Lions Tigers and Marcus

I felt like I was in a horror movie. Looking side to side, behind me, walking slow. I felt ridiculous for doing so. I picked up my pace and walked through my rooms door frame.

"Why, hello, Ms. Cheater!" "Marcus...I-" "Shut the fuck up!" He shouted! Next thing I knew I was looking at the floor, spitting out blood. He slapped me.

"Where's your little pop star boyfriend?" "He's not he-" "I'm right here, bitch." I looked up and Justin was standing in the entrance. "You brought him here?!" Marcus walked to me, shoved me knocking all of the air out of me, sending me to the ground.

When I looked back up Justin was running towards the monster. Marcus was first to hit, but Justin quickly responded. They were doing nothing but hitting, both taking it like the strong men I knew they were.

"Justin, this isn't worth it!" I calmly said as I walked towards him. He turned to me, "You need to leav-" Justin's mouth was forcefully closed with Marcus' hard uppercut. Of course, Justin swung back but it was just as Marcus went to the low extent of kicking Bieber's manhood.

In pain, Justin dropped to his knees. "BABY!" I ran to him, but I was stopped by the shock of Marcus kneeing Justin's jaw. The poor thing slammed to the floor. I crawled to him and rubbed his head. "Baby..?" I cried out.

"The fuck did you call him?!" There was fire in Marcus' voice. He advanced towards me and I stood quickly. "You cheated on me with...THAT?!" He grabbed my chin and flung my head to face Justin. He was wallowing on the floor.

"You're a monster! I hate you!" "Awh, the poor baby!" He grabbed my throat and started lifting me. "I don't think your boyfriend's gonna save you this time!"

Everything went blurry with my watering eyes. More like I was going black. "Juu-" I couldn't speak. I was growing too weak. The last thing I saw before closing my eyes, was Justin rising.

Next I knew, Marcus and I were being thrown to the floor. I woke up in a moment. "You! Don't! Ever! Hit! MY! Girl! AGAIN MOTHER FUCKER!" Justin was on top of Marcus throwing punch after punch.

I had never seen anyone like this before. I was honestly terrified. Oh, and I knew Marcus was too. He had his bloody hands covering his face. Well...attempting to cover it. I had to stop Justin. He would kill him.

I crawled behind him, took a deep breath and placed my hand on his shoulder. Justin abruptly stopped and looked up.

"You okay?" "I'm fine, Aubrey." Justin took his hand and rubbed my face. "At least get off." The monster spoke. Justin stood and kicked Marcus' side sending him to a fetal position.

"Babe, get as much clothes as you can." I obeyed as Justin watched over the beaten up boy. I stuffed most of my wardrobe in bags and looked at Justin.

"You ready?" "As I'll ever be." Marcus hadn't moved a muscle. I went around him and over to Justin. He kissed my forehead and grabbed all of the bags. Just as we were walking out, the harsh voice stopped us.

"This isn't the last y'all heard from me." Justin's face grew red and he stormed back to Marcus. "If you know what's best for you it will be. But, hey! I wouldn't mind kicking your ass again." Justin raised his foot over Marcus' head, "JUSTIN! Please don-" He was backing up before I even finished my sentence.

"Thank you." He walked back to me and put his hand on my lower back to lead me out. I stopped and turned "Be out of here by Monday."

Justin and I walked out. I locked the door and turned to Justin. We stood there starring at each other. His eyes traveled to my neck. "Bab-Aubrey. He left marks!" "I-uhm-it'll heal."

He shook his head and looked at the ground. I collided into his chest and just held him. It's the only place I wanted to be now. It's the only place where I felt safe.

He lifted my chin up and pushed his lips onto mine. He started pecking them, to my cheek, down to my neck, and he wrapped his arms around my neck.

"We should get to the bus." "Let's go." So, we headed back for another 6 hour journey. Justin rubbed his thumb over my bruised neck putting me to sleep...

"Bae, comeon. We're at the bus." I woke to Justin picking me up out of the passenger seat. He put me down, I stretched my stiff body out, and followed Justin up the bus steps.

"Justin! Son, I'm so glad you're okay!" Pattie rushed to hold Justin. "Let me see your neck, sweetie." She walked to my side to examine my neck along with Scooter, Fredo, and Za.

"It looks worse..." Justin looked at Fredo and walked away with his head down. Pattie followed him, Scooter and Za went to the front. I sat down on a couch next to Fredo.

"Can I talk to you, trouble maker?" "Yeah, sure." "I'm really not trying to sound inconsiderate and make everything fall back on Justin, but we really can't have you in public like that. Before we know it, TMZ's next thing would be 'Justin the Woman Beater.' It's just until it heals."

Fredo must've seen a tear fall because he got up and pulled me with him. "You're safe with us. We're never going to let that bastard or anyone get to you again. I don't even know you, but I can see Justin likes you a lot. You're gonna be okay." He wiped my tears and pulled me into a hug.

I looked up to see Justin standing in a door way. "You tell her?" "Yeah.." Fredo smiled at me and walked out.

"You okay?" "I'm fine." I smirked at Justin and brushed past him into the bathroom.

I looked into the mirror and wanted to drop dead. My eyes were sunk in, swollen and had dreadful bags under them. My cheeks were red and the vanes were out on my forehead. I splashed cold water onto my face, lifted my head to look into the mirror again.

"This isn't the last y'all heard from me."