The Encounter ☾Justin & Ariana

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    It's been a week since the accident. I've been going to physical therapy, and Justin's been going to his shows. The amount of love we've been getting since is overwhelming. We love and appreciate each and every single one of our fans. But something's been up. Ever since the accident, you would think that Justin would be more by my side but he's been distant. I don't know what his problem has been. He's been storming off stage. Yelling at his fans. A lot of pent up anger.

    "Hey babe." Justin said walking in the house. He walked over to me and kissed my head and then rushed upstairs. We were heading to Toronto to spend time with his dad since his next show isn't for another week. All of our luggage was in the car, and I was waiting for Justin. "Let's go." Justin said, grabbing his carry on and opening the door for me.

    On our drive to the airport, it was quiet. Not a word said. We sat on opposite sides of the car and he was just on his phone. Constantly texting. Frustrated, I looked at his phone.
  "Who are you texting?" I said, annoyed.
  "No one. Don't worry about it." He said, quickly shutting his phone off sticking it in his pocket. "We're here, let's go." He said, opening the car door.
I've been with Justin for almost 3 months now and I haven't seen him like this before. We haven't had this problem before.

Justin was in his cabin asleep most of the time. I sat by the window writing in my journal. Thoughts. Feelings. Great for song making. When he did come out it was just to get water or a snack. He used to be all over me. He wouldn't keep his eyes off of me. Now, that's the exact opposite... I don't know what to do. I need to talk to him.

    Once we arrived in Toronto, Justin and I got in the car to head off wherever we were going.
   "Mind telling me where we're going now?" I asked, with my finger on my temple.
  "My parents lake house. It's great, you'll love it." He said, kissing my cheek and then rushing to get his bag. That's the most affection he has shown me for the past few days. We used to have sex at least 4 times a week and now we haven't in the past week. He thinks I'm broken and fragile. After the baby... and the accident, it's like if he touches me he thinks I'll break.

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Sorry this was a short chapter, but the next one will be long and eventful.