Recovery -Justin Bieber/SIO sequel-

Chapter 27: The tears

Kennedy King: 

I nervously tapped my fingers against the chair and waited impatiently for Justin to arrive. We've gone five days without talking and I honestly didn't want to respond to any of his calls, but I had forced myself to. Better now than later. I can't just keep avoiding him, but I was honestly trying to avoid this talk we were going to have.

Every time I thought about Justin and my sister together it made me feel sick to my stomach, so I just completely stopped thinking about it. 

I furious with the both of them, but I didn't show it as much as I normally would have. Justin and I have our issues and clearly, he choses to turn to alcohol when he's upset. Obviously nothing ever turns out okay with that.

We had agreed to meet up my dad's place where I was now staying until I found my own place. I'm trying to move back into my old apartment, but it might take awhile to get everything set up. Luckily, it wasn't rented out to anyone else yet.

Ever since Ashley and Justin have slept together, she's disappeared off the face of the earth again. She was quite good at doing that, might I add since she's done it many times before.

I didn't have to worry about my brother, Ross, or my other sister, Isabel being here when Justin came around. Dad and Kory also weren't home. That means we can have this conversation without worrying about others hearing. 

The doorbell rings, sending a jolt of surprise through me. I stand up, shaking my hands in attempt to get all the nerves out of my system. This was really happening.

When I reach the doors, I stand there for a second, taking in a deep breath. Finally, I reach out and unlock the door, pulling it open.

Justin looks a little startled by the quick motion of the door opening and when he looks to see me, our eyes meet and I feel all the emotions hit me.

"Hi," He breaths out as if he was in a daze. 

I take in Justin's appearance. It looked as if he hadn't shaved in a couple of days from the light stubble on his face. He looked very pale and the eye bags under his eyes claimed that he didn't sleep for the past couples of days.

Our eyes never leave each other, as if we're both taking it all in. "Hi." I say, still standing in front of the door. I look behind myself, breaking eye contact first and look back at him as I move inside. "Do you want to come inside or...?" I question and he nods.

Justin steps inside, but doesn't make a move to go any further when he does. He just looks around the place and then his eyes land on me again. I don't meet his eyes this time, finding it difficult to look him straight in the eyes all of the sudden.

There's a constant reminder of what he's done in the back of my head and I'm trying really hard to not lash out at him for what he and Ashley did. The voice in my head reminds me that Cody did kiss me first, but it's not fault that he did that! I didn't ask him to nor did I give him consent to do it. 

"So... you're staying here?" 

"Yeah, well it's not like I can return to my apartment..." I awkwardly trail off. 

I notice the embarrassment on his face as he looks away, avoiding my stare. He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. "Right..." He sharply inhales.

"Okay," I start, "Let's get things straight." Justin's eyes widen from my sudden confidence. "Cody kisses me and you think the logical solution to that problem was sleeping with my sister after getting drunk." 

I don't miss the look of surprise on Justin's face from my harsh words. Crossing my arms over my chest, I glare at him. My anger is rising to the surface. I just wanted to rant and rant to him, but I know I need to hold myself together.