Saving Faith [Selena Gomez, James Franco, Justin Bieber]

Fake

🌺 Faith 🌺

Something is different. The feel of everything is different. 

Jason was not my man and neither I am his girl. I don't see love in his eyes, all I see is greed. It's like he wants to own me and, I don't want to be owned. I hated the feel of his lips on mine. I hated looking at him but I have to fake it. Something clicked in my mind the moment he kissed me; I have to fake affection so I can survive this ordeal. I have to fake my feelings for him and make him believe that I am into this moment as much as he is. 

I closed my eyes, pretending that my lips are touching someone else's lips. Aliens' face is all I see! His eyes, his deep worried eyes looking at me deeply and thoroughly like I am a rare moment. That's what I thought about in that instant. 

The days went by slowly and I wanted them to fly. I missed my grandma and I missed Texas. I missed the open spaces and the life without this heavy feelings I carry with me. 

And, I missed Alien.

Today, Jason decided that we get our brunch outside the mansion. He said, I would enjoy the pancakes but he didn't know that I don't like them. He didn't know a lot of things about me. He just couldn't see beyond his own needs and his own demands. 

"Do you like your pancakes?" His voice interprets my thoughts. 

I look at him for few seconds, not able to move my lips and my mind wandering away to my grandma's kitchen and to my grandma's warm embrace. 

"They are fine, thanks!" I manage to say. 

"You look distant" he adds, then I wounder to myself, when have I looked close?! 

"I am just tired from yesterday's trip."

"But you liked it there, though?!" he smirked 

The trip was a disaster! He thought that I would enjoy going to a gambling hub. I didn't play, I was just sitting there watching him play. 

"Yeah ... sure ... it was a great trip" 

He looked at me through his eyelashes, his brown eyes boring holes into mine. He breathed deeply and then he put his fork on the table. His both hands run through his newly trimmed hair. 

"I know you are lying" he breathed out "I know you are screaming deep inside of you. I know that your eyes are always on the roads, waiting for him to comeback. But he is not coming back and you are not leaving here."

I averts my eyes trying to look away but he grabs my hands and presses hard.

"Look at me" he says sternly

I look at him, my eyes focusing on his face. I try to hide all the disgust I feel inside. I try to tone down the recoil crawling on my skin. 

"I know you want him to comeback. But, you have to swipe away this idea out of your mind. Your present, your future and everything in between is fucking mine. You will love me Faith. You will feel the void when I am not next to you. You will beg to feel around you, on you and inside you." He whispers forcefully.

I want to look away, to close my eyes! But, I couldn't. I have to keep my eyes on him. I moved my other hand and put it on our joined hands. I presses gently and caresses my fingers over his.

"I know that he isn't coming back. He never was a man of his words. I can feel you Jason." I whisper his name for the first time in our time together, "I want to love you, believe me! You are all I want, but you have to give me time. I am not used to this life, I am not used to all this Jason... I am not used to you!" I say finally

His eyes glazes over my face and his grip softens. He breathes deeply, then he relaxes. 

"I want you to stay." he says softly.

"I want too." 

I had to say it. I have to go along. I want to survive!  I want to stay alive!