the nanny stripper | j.b.

once

tabitha

when i got to my apartment it was empty and silent. i had asked justin if he could come with me so i could grab some clothes and we could head over to his house.

he though it wasn't a great idea to come back and stay here because daniel would still be here.

"let me just go and grab some clothes, okay?" he nodded as he sat down on the couch, opening up twitter.

when i entered my room i saw one of zariah's shirts and shorts on the floor, my bathroom water was running which i found really strange.

i heard giggling coming from the bathroom, i walked quietly and took a peek. that's when my heart broke to pieces.

my own best friend fucking my ex boyfriend.

tears began to run down my cheeks, i was lost for words.

i grabbed some clothes and afterwards i opened the bathroom door.

"how could you." zariah opened the shower door as daniel stood there, awkwardly.

"tabitha, i can explain. plea-" i cut her off.

"i hope you two rot in hell!" i yelled as i slammed the door and ran out.

justin looked up and put his phone inside his pocket.

"hey tabby what's wrong?" i wrapped my arms around him and began to sob, more like scream.

he rubbed my back as i let everything out.

i pulled away as he grabbed my bags and wrapped his arm around shoulders.

we walked out and headed to his car.

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we were literally being followed the whole car ride. once we entered justin's house they couldn't get in because you needed a code to get into his neighborhood.

"do you want to go lay down for a bit?" he asked, closing the door behind him.

all i wanted to do was sleep and never wake up.

"i really have t-" i stopped talking and ran to the nearest bathroom.

justin ran behind me and held my hair as i began to vomit. i would stop then continue, and justin would rub my back.

when i was done justin picked me up and carried me to his room. he opened his mini fridge and handed me a cold water bottle.

i took off my shoes and laid down.

"i'll be in the living room if you need anything." he was about to head out when i grabbed his hand and he stopped.

"stay, please?" i let go of his hand as he smiled and took his jacket off and laid down on the other side.

he pulled me closer as i pulled the covers over us.

tears were slowly falling down my cheeks as i replayed that horrible image over and over.

"sing me something." i blurted out. justin raised his eyebrows but then he began to sing.

"across the ocean, across the sea." a smile began to form on my face.