Together (sequel to Camp)

Chapter 34: Party

Bella

"Thank you for flying with us, we hope you have a wonderful time here in LA," The flight attendant spoke, allowing us all exit the plane.

"Justin," I nudged him gently. It was around 8:30AM and as you heard we had just touched down in LA.

"Just a few more minutes Bella," He mumbled, snuggling his head back into my neck. I giggled and stroked down his hair which was extremely messy. After our 'car extravaganza', we had to grab our suitcases and head to the airport so, we really haven't had any sleep.

"Miss, is this your bag?" I looked to my left to see a blonde squeaky clean bilbo holding Justin's carry on.

"Uh yeah, could you just leave it to the side, we'll get it when everyone else is off the plane," I smiled politely, pushing the bag into an empty isle.

"Oh is that your boyfriend! He's so cute!" She gushed as she sat in the seat in front of us and leaned over the top, watching us, so other people could get through.

"Uh yeah," I replied and tried to wake Justin up so we could get away from this crazy lady!

"I bet he's a monster in bed, look at those arms!" She purred, reaching out to touch him before I pushed her hand away.

"Can you not please, we haven't gotten much sleep and we have a busy few days ahead," I explained calmly although, I knew it was not going to end well if she didn't fuck off.

"Oh someone's getting jealous! Sweetheart, no need to get jealous, he's asleep so he won't be able to see what he's missing," She winked flipping her hair over her shoulder and before I could speak, someone else did... Thankfully.

"'Sweetheart' just fuck off," Justin snapped as he stood up, picking up our bags, grabbing my hand and tugging me away from the dumb bitch.

"Seriously people can't take a hint," Justin groaned as we walked down the steps of the plane and into the airport, ready to collect our bags. We had 3 suitcases between us as my dress and his tux couldn't be creased!

"I'm sorry she woke you up but, when we get to the hotel we can sleep," I rubbed his back as we waited for our luggage.

"Wait, we aren't staying at your dad's house?" He asked confusingly. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Obviously not," I spat, looking away. I didn't want to talk about them and I certainly wasn't looking forward to having to see them at the wedding.

"Bella, they're your parents. You can't just block them out like this," Justin turned me around so I was facing him now. Well so I was looking up at him. He's one tall man.

"I lived with all their fights. Both of them told me how nasty the other one was. I'm sick and tired of the fighting. Great, their back together but that doesn't mean the whole world should evolve around them. Why should I move here with them? I have my own life that doesn't need to be controlled by them," I whisper yelled out so I didn't make a scene.

"But you're family. You have love for them as they do for you. It's hurting them Bella," He brought me into a hug and combed through my hair. I leaned into his warm body and just listened, until his sentence finally set in.

"Wait, how do you know they're hurting?" I questioned and for a second I saw guilt and fear flash in his eyes, but only for a second, then they were back to normal.

"Imagine it was our kids. If we moved somewhere, we would want them with us," He explained slowly. I breathed out and nodded. He was right but... I still wouldn't ask my kids to change all their plans for me.