Unbroken

Chapter 6; Unsure

Justin’s p.o.v

I walked into a random bedroom, and threw my stuff on the bed. Juliet didn’t have to say that I was a fuck up. I knew exactly what she was thinking about me. She needed to stay away from me. I couldn’t let myself drag her into to this fucked up life of mine, I couldn't let her into my world. She deserved better than someone like me. I spent the whole night thinking about her. What was wrong with me? I barely knew her yet she was all I could even think about.

I woke up the next day and saw that it was ten am. I was surprised I had even slept at all. I showered and changed before going down stairs.

“Hey Justin! Did you sleep well?” Scott asked.

“Yeah sure. Did you stay here last night too?”

“No, I got here a few minutes ago. I brought donuts and coffee.” He said pointing to the table.

“Oh okay.” I nodded.

“When do you want to leave?” Scott asked just as Josh walked into the kitchen.

“Whenever.” I said.

“Good morning Juliet!” Scott said.

“Good morning.” She smiled. I had never seen her smile before.

“Did you sleep well?” Scott asked.

“Yes…” She said looking over at me as I looked at the box full of donuts.

“Help yourself, there is plenty.” Scott said. He was cheery. I wondered why he was acting so strange this morning.

“Is there a blueberry one?” She asked walking over towards me.

“There is only one, but the last time I ate the only blueberry donut Josh almost killed me.” I said. Scott started laughing.

“You like blueberry donuts?” Josh asked.

“Uh…yeah.” She said looking around. “I’ll just have some coffee.” She walked away.

“If you want the donut you can have it.” Josh said.

“Here” I said handing it to her.

“Thanks…” Awkward tension rose. I was surprised when Scott didn’t try to say something stupid. I looked back at Juliet and the donut was gone.

“Damn you ate that donut already?” I asked.

“Shut the fuck up.” She spat with me mouthful of food. Josh and Scott were laughing. “What is so damn funny?” She asked looking at them after she swallowed the donut.

“It’s just funny how you are so much like your father.” Scott said before thinking. I knew Juliet wouldn’t handle that well. I looked over at her and she had already left the room.

“Way to go dib shit.” I said to Scott.

“I wasn’t thinking. She probably hates me.”

“No she hates me.” Josh said sighing.

Juliet’s p.o.v

I couldn’t believe Scott said that. I didn’t think I was anything like my father. It was embarrassing in a way. I stood around the corner and waited to hear what they would say about how stupid I am.

“Way to go dib shit.”Justin said to Scott.

“I wasn’t thinking. She probably hates me.” Scooter responded.

“No she hates me.” My father sighed.

I felt bad, more so that he thought that. I didn’t fully hate him…I used to. I just didn’t know the whole story. I am not saying that I am not still mad at him for never calling and visiting. He was my father and from the conversations that I have over heard, it sounds like he does care. Why would he show up in Cornerstone? Yes, he was picking Justin up from rehab. Yes, he did ask for my help with re-forming his company. Some of that I still didn’t make sense. He was trying, like Justin had said. I didn’t hate him though. I was just still unsure about a few things, I was unsure about a lot actually.

I went upstairs to grab my bag then went back down stairs.

“I am ready when you are.” I said to my father, who was still in the same spot he was in when I left the kitchen. He looked sad…I knew it was because of me. “Did Justin and Scooter leave?” I asked noticing that they werent in the room.

“Yes, they left a minute or so ago. Let me grab my keys, and then we can leave.” He said running upstairs. He came down a few moments later. “Let’s go.” He said opening the front door for me. We both got into the car and he started driving.

“I don’t hate you.” I said after he was out of the driveway.

“What?” He asked.

“I said, I don’t hate you.” I sighed. “I just…I wish you would have told me the truth about my mother.”

“Did Justin tell you?” His voice was angry.

“No…I overheard you talking about it on the plane.”

“Oh…”

“I just wish you would have told me. I wish you would have been there for me...called or something.”

“I know. I just…I knew if I talked to you or if I visited I would have wanted to move you to California to live with me. I just couldn’t be the father you needed. So I separated myself from you. I thought it was for your own good. I promised myself and your Uncle that after you graduated from high school, I would visit and try to build a relationship with you…but only if you wanted that. Then everything happened with the company and Justin. I knew if I signed you and brought you to California, not only would you have a better life and anything you ever wanted…the company would do better." He reasoned. "If you don’t want to sign the contract you don’t have too. I don’t want to push you to do something you don’t want to do.” He said looking at me then back at the road.

“I understand why you did it…Justin also told why he was in Cornerstone.”

“Really?” He asked shocked.

“He said he was in rehab.”

“I am surprised. He never really opens up like that to anyone.”

“Thank you.” I said.

“For what?”

“For doing the right thing for me.”

“I am sorry I couldn’t be the father you needed.” He sighed.

“Me too. But we are here now. You are my father and I want to try and have a relationship with you.” I said.

“Can you ever forgive me?” He asked concerned.

“I do forgive you.” I said, he was my father and I meant that.

“I love you Juliet.” He said smiling. “Well first thing is first, do you want a house or an apartment?”

“I would rather stay at your house. I am not ready to live on my own yet.” 

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“Yeah…I like the room I stayed in last night. I would like a few things to decorate the room with.”

“Of course! Whatever you want!” He said smiling from ear-to-ear.

“Do you have a recording studio in your house?” I asked.

“No…but I have thought about building one. I have plenty of room to bild one.”

“You should.” I said.

“Maybe I will do that. We could knock one of the walls down in your room for a studio. It could be your personal studio. Kind of like a flat.”

“That would be awesome!”

“Then that is what we will do. We will go to IKEA right now and then meet up with Austin; he is a friend of mine that helped to design my house. He will plan this whole thing. It shouldn’t take that long either.”

“This will be fun.” I said getting excited.