Temptation.JB (bwwm) *Yet to be edited*

Twenty-eight

Roquelle
Justin hasn't come back yet so I'm pretty sure there had to have been more than just "talking" going on.

I hear the door being open and I know it's Justin because he has a key. He comes up stairs and he looks pissed.

"What did you do?" I ask looking at his knuckles which were bruised obviously from fighting. "What I went there to do"

"Which was?..." I ask him "To get him to stop disrespecting you but only time will tell if what happened worked" he says rubbing his knuckles.

"Follow me I can help with that but you're going to explain everything" I say as he follows me to the bathroom.

"Take your shirt off" I order as I open a cabinet and take out a spray that helps with cleaning out bacteria and stuff like that on cuts and bruises.

"Okay get ready" I tell him as I shake the bottle. He looks at me with a look of concern."Wait is it going to h-" he panics but I spray the little scratch on his chest with the spray. He groans in pain and flexes trying to make it hurt less.

"Fuck that stings!" he complains then I move on to his hand and he tries to stop me. "No no no don-" he yells but I spray again laughing this time at his facial expressions.

"Okay I'm finished but I just need to put bandages around it" I tell him. "Oh yeah explain to me what happened" I remember beginning to apply the bandages.

He began to explain what happened and I just rolled my eyes when he finished. "Are you mad at me?" He furrows his eyebrows.

"No I'm not mad at you its just I didn't want you guys to fight or anything like that but I am irritated" I confess rolling my eyes.

"So you think he didn't deserve it?" He asks narrowing his eyes at me.

"I didn't say that Justin I just don't like this drama,you just made it all worse" I retort.

He scoffs and I clearly made him angry because he shook his head and walked out.

"Now you're mad at me for telling you the truth?" I ask in annoyance.

"Yeah I actually am because you're defending that asshole when he hurt you countless times" he turns around to face me.

"I'm not defending him at all you're overreacting" I shake my head.

"No I'm not fucking overreacting. This is one thing I honestly hate that you do" he angrily says.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?" I ask crossing my arms.

"You let these people take advantage of you because you always want to find the "best" in people even though they treat you like crap" he starts.

"For example Hailey criticized your race and you're actually thinking about forgiving her and talking it out when you know she's just doing it so she can be back on the runway and you'll look stupid" he snaps.

"Fuck you Justin" I walk away from him scoffing.

"Fuck me? You're getting angry because I fucking had your back against that asshole, you're so unbelievable" he follows after me.

"Then you can leave if I'm so unbelievable" I retort.

"Fine I fucking will" he says stepping out of my room and going downstairs. I follow after him and wait at the top of the stair case.

He looks up before walking out "You're so dramatic it's crazy" he shakes his head.

I roll my eyes as I look down at him "I was so fucking stupid. I thought you were different than all the other guys I've dated but I guess not,you're an asshole just like the rest of them" I yell at him.