When She Is No Longer Mine «Jason McCann & Justin Bieber»

18

Not the next chapter, but the one after that- chapter 20- will be Justin's point of view.

I shake my head, pulling at the roots of my hair lightly. "This isn't happening," I whisper to myself. Jason sniffles, making me turn back to him. I kneel down in front of him. "Baby," I kiss his cut up arms.

"I-It's... I needed to, Nezther. I'm done with it now, I swear. I-I'm done," he looks into my eyes. "I needed one more time."

I drop his arms, standing up as I shake my head. "I can't believe this," I turn away from him.

"Babe-"

I cut him off. "No, don't... Ninety days," I mumble as I look back to him.

He furrows his eyebrows. "What?"

"Depression Rehabilitation is ninety days. We-We can get you help before the babies are born," I explain.

"NO!" He screams. "YOU CAN'T GIVE UP ON ME!"

Tears immediately stream down my face. "I'm not, Jace," I whisper, "I'm trying to get you professional help."

Kinsley walks into the house with Leigh following her. "Just dropping off- Jason!" She drops the bags and runs into the room. "Jason, no... you were doing so good," she kneels next to him.

"SHE WANTS TO SEND ME AWAY!" He screams even louder than before.

I wipe away my tears. "I can't do this right now," I let out a sob.

I jog out to my truck, starting the engine. I drive to the nearest drug store. I pick up some things I needed. Chapstick, a jar of pickles, lotion, tampons and pads for Leigh and Kinsley, Jason's favorite soda, and his favorite beer.

As I'm putting the bags in the car, my phone rings. "What's up, Kins?" I answer after glancing at the caller ID.

"J-Jason," I hear Leigh cry. "He's holding a gun to his head!"

I hang up and jump in the car. I speed home, going through a red light on the way. I leave the keys and the bags in the car as I run up to the house.

Jason holds his gun to his head as Kinsley and Leigh try to get it away from him.

"Baby, don't!" I yell when I see his finger on the trigger.

"Go away!" He leans against the wall. "Let me go," he whispers.

I push past the two girls. "Jason," I place my hands on his hips. "Put it down, baby," I say softly.

He drops the gun, wrapping his arms around me. He pulls me down to the floor, sobbing into me. I sigh in relief when Kinsley picks up the gun, placing it on the counter. Jason cries himself to sleep after a while.

"I want him under twenty four hour surveillance. I want someone here when I'm not and I don't want him alone," I say after setting Jason on the bed. Both of the girls nod. "I'm going back to work tomorrow, its Wednesday so two days and then I'm off for ten. I don't want Jasper seeing him like this," I look at my fiancé.

Kinsley wraps one arm around my waist as she leans her head on my shoulder from beside me. "I hope he's okay," she whispers.