Why Fall For Him

Chapter 1

Why Fall For Him

*Selena's pov*

I quietly walked in the front door. I shut the door behind me, slowly making my way to my bedroom. I tried being as quiet as could, since Justin was sleeping on the couch.

I left last night around 9pm. I went to George's house. It seemed like the only place i can go, and just be me. I don't have to protect myself around George. He understands me; he cares.

But Justin, he's a different story. He's abusive most of the time. He's controlling. He's not the same anymore, he use to be sweet guy that I happen to fall in love with. He use to be a gentlemen but one day he changed. I thought he would change back to his normal ways, but he hasn't.

Every time I go somewhere, I have to either sneak in or out. This morning was a perfect example. Before I left last night, I promised him I would be home by 12am. I broke my promise. George didn't want me driving at 12am, so we both agreed that I'd stay the night. I slept with him. I felt safe, security isn't something I feel very often. At times, I feel like either giving up, or running to George. Knowing Justin, he'd find me, bring me back home and some way or another, abuse me.

There's one half of me that wants to leave, whereas the other never wants to leave. Somehow, I hate the way I'm treated, but love the memories we use to share. I can't get over them. That's what I'm holding onto. I'm holding onto the thought that maybe someday he'll change. I don't know this Justin. I don't think I ever will. I want the old Justin back; the one who use to sweep me off my feet, the one who comforted me when I wasn't in my happiest state. The person I fell in love with...I want him back..

What haunts me the most, is I may never get that Justin back.

I take my clothes off once I walk into the bathroom.

I turn the shower on, but keep the volume low. Ten minutes later I get out. I wrapped a towel around myself.

I hear noises from downstairs. Quickly, put my underwear and bra on before I hear a small knock on the bathroom door.

Before I could say, "Come in," Justin opened the door.

"You're late." He says as a smirk crosses his face. I lower my head, ignoring him.

"I had a bad dream." I said. I lied.

"Tell me." He said calmly. To my surprise, he gently grabs my hand. We lay in bed, facing each other.

I look into Justin's eyes. I feel queasy inside.

"It doesn't matter," I say.

"Yes it does, now tell me before I loose my temper." He said.

His voice is firm, almost frightening.

"Fine." I pause. He raises his left eyebrow, waiting for a response.

"It's about us or more about you." I say, hoping he would stop me here, only he didn't. He pulls me closer. Don't hurt me!

"I'm listening." He whispers in a deep raspy voice.

I sigh. Suddenly, I know what to say. I'm going to summarize us, and just hope he doesn't catch on.

"We met in a small town. We exchanged numbers. Soon, we began to show interest in each other. We started talking, and eventually we became close. You asked me to be your girlfriend and of course, I said yes. Four to five years later, you revealed your true colors. I knew your secrets but couldn't quite figure you out. You began abusing me. It hurt and still does, but I hold onto the thought of us. You never did. When you proposed I said yes. I had so many doubts. I loved you, but I couldn't take the pain anymore. I wanted to start a family, but when I was with you, it seemed impossible." I pause and heave a heavy sigh. I don't plan on saying anything else.

"Selena I'm going to change, for you. I'll try, for you. I promise," he begins to say. His words mean nothing. I cut him off before he could make another promise, only to brake it. Promise after promise.

"Justin, don't make promises you can't keep," I say just below a whisper.

I turn on my side. He hovers himself over my body. A grin crosses his face and I too smile.

"This time is different." He insists, starring deep into my eyes. I look away; I refuse to look into his eyes. If I do, I will fall under his spell. We both wanted to believe he could change, but we both knew we had a better chance at winner the lottery ticket or something before he would change.

"That's what you said last time," I say softly. I wait for him to explode with anger but to my surprise he doesn't.

"Whatever, princess." He says with a sly smile. Within minutes, Justin is fast asleep, while I was thinking, could this time be different? Or would it just be the same as the last time he promised me he would change.