LA Confidential [JB] [BWWM]

FOUR.

*This chapter will be mostly dialogue. Eryn and Justin will be texting and talking on the phone.*

- Justin -

"Leave me alone Priscilla. You always get like that when you're around your fake ass friends. Go spend the night with them or something, I don't want to be around you right now." I screamed as I walked up the stairs.

"Get like what Justin? Happy? And you can't make me leave, I live here." She said following me up the staircase.

"You get beside yourself and act like I don't fucking take care of you, let you spend my money, live in my house, drive my cars. You talk to me like I'm a piece of shit and I'm tired of it. If you want to run shit in this relationship, go ahead, but that would require you to actually be around and try. And yes, I can make you leave. I own this house." I turned around and yelled, meeting her face to face.

"Really Justin? So you're going to really sit here and accuse me of being a GOLD DIGGER? I really can't believe you right now. You have some nerve. Do you know how much money I make?" She scoffed.

"Yeah, like quarter of what I make. Now get the hell out of my face before I say something I regret. You better be gone by the time I'm out of the shower, and you know I'm not playing games Priscilla. I'll let someone know that you need a ride." I said, turning my back to walk down the hall to my bedroom.

"But Justin, I love you." She cried out.

"I love you too Priscilla, now leave." I said, slamming the door behind me.

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Fresh out of the shower I feel a lot more relaxed than I did before. I called my security and asked them if Priscilla had left and they told me yes, that they dropped her off at her sisters house. I gladly thanked them and plopped down into my bed.

Now that I'm alone, I'm bored as hell. I wonder what Eryn is doing, so I decide to text her.

Justin - Hey !

Eryn - What's up stranger?

Justin - Stranger? Really Lol. I just saw you yesterday. But nothing, just laying here texting you.

Eryn - Where is your girlfriend Mister?

Justin - I made her leave. So I'm not sure, really don't care right now tbh.

Eryn - Damn, I'm sorry boo.

Justin - Don't be, she did it to herself. Anyways, wyd beautiful?

Eryn - Texting you and watching Netflix 😊.

Justin - Send me a pic bby 👀?

Eryn -

Justin - You're so Damn sexy Eryn. I love your tattoos 😍

Eryn - Thanks daddy, I love yours too 😝. I can't believe we're texting, i think this is the most conversation we've had with each other.

Justin - I know, usually we're too preoccupied. I wanna talk to you more often though, you're intriguing. Call me?

*Incoming Call from 😍😝😏*

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Jay"

"I cant believe you actually called me."

"Why wouldn't I Justin?"

"I don't know, you flipped out on me earlier."

"Sorry, I let my feelings get the best of me. I know I can't do that."

"Tell me how you feel Eryn."

"No, it's okay. I'll pass."

"Come on, Eryn. Just tell me."

"Okay, fine. But you can't get mad."

"Okay, no promises. But go ahead."

"It just really pisses me off how you switch shit up. Like yesterday you were just being so bold, talking about fucking in the dressing room, while Priscilla was there. And how you just show up to my apartment because you know I'm going to open my door, and give you what you want. But then sometimes you're standoffish. You don't talk to me at all, you act like you've never even met me. Remember that day I saw you and your friends at the ice cream parlor and you let your friends whisper about me, and yell cat calls at me, like you haven't already marked your territory. It's just confusing for me, I don't know."

"I'm sorry that it has to be the way it does. I just, I just can't leave her. I'm sorry that it confuses you, but just know that I do like you, a good bit actually. I just can't let anyone else know that."

"Is there a reason why though? If you like me so much, why stay with her? You're obviously not committed to her if you're creeping around with me so what is it?"

"You want me to be completely honest?"

"Duh Justin, I hope you have been this entire time."

"I have Eryn. But uh, her dad owns a multimillion dollar company, when I was fucking up in life, and lost everyone, he sponsored me, he paid for everything. My recording sessions, my advertisement, down to even my gas money, because my parents froze everything. When I turned myself around, they didn't believe me. They kept giving me an allowance of my own money so I didn't have the means to show them that I really meant what I said. So he did it all, and he holds it over my head. I feel indebted to him Eryn, I really do."

"Wow Justin. I honestly don't know what to say. Now I see why, but you're on your feet now, back and doing amazing with the support of everyone. He can't take the money back right? So what's the worst thing that could happen?"

"Technically no, but my house, and cars are all in his name. So I'll lose all of it. And have no place to live, or a car to drive. I paid so much money for that house and those cars. I don't want to have to start over. I'm much more humble now, I don't like to waste my money on things like that, that I already have. You know?"

"Yeah, I understand. Come live with me, buy yourself a new car, doesn't have to be extravagant. Then maybe you can be happy and peaceful."

"I don't know Eryn, I can't do that. I wish I could, but I can't. I'm sorry. Things are just going to have to stay the way they are right now."

"Okay Justin. I'm going to bed. Ill talk to you later."

"Are you mad Eryn? You never go to bed early."

"Goodnight Justin."

*Click*

Fuck, I guess she is mad, I thought. But I don't know what she expects me to do. This was only supposed be sex.

I break out of my thoughts as I feel my phone vibrating, getting excited thinking that it's Eryn, but my mood is gone as I see the contact name.

Mr. Prescott... Fuck me.

- Eryn -

As I lay in my bed staring at my phone, which is currently in my photo gallery, on a picture of me and Justin.

I wish that I had someone to talk to. I have nobody, because everyone in my life is so judgmental. After I told Raven about the first time me and Justin hooked up, she told me I need to cut it off. She told me to put myself in Priscilla's shoes, so I know for sure she would tell me how wrong I am. And my family would throw a fit that's for damn sure. So for now, I keep to myself, wishing Justin was here to keep me company.

I've tried seeing other men, but nobody compares to my Justin. Well, I wish he was mine. I feel utterly stupid for getting myself into this predicament, because I knew what it was, but now I'm hooked. I can't let him go, no matter how he treats me, I don't know what it is but he has some kind of hold on me. All I can do is hope and wish that one day, maybe just maybe, he will be mine.