Why Fall For Him

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Why Fall For Him

*Selena's pov*

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"Let's sell the house." George insisted. He wanted my final answer but, I couldn't give it to him. The house is in my name but Justin needs a place to live once he's released from rehab. It's not like I'm going to be paying his bills. I know where he has a stack of cash, just for paying bills.

"George, I don't know,"

"Babe, the house is in your name." He cut me off. I stood up, pacing back and forth. For the past two days, we've been arguing about money. My job doesn't provide much and neither does George's job. We're both bringing money to the table but with a baby on its way, I'm not sure it's going to be enough. I told him I would get another job a few months after the baby was born, but that wasn't going to work for him. Then I suggested that he should get another job but all he did was complain about how much of an inconvenience that would be for him.

"You're right, the house is in my name but I'm going to take someone's house from underneath them." I hissed. I rubbed my temples. I'm so tired of arguing.

The thing is the job Justin had provided enough money for both of us and more. I'm not desperate for money or anything, I'm just saying.

"What do you want to do then, Selena? The baby is on it's way and we don't even have the money to but everything it needs." He said. His voice was now more firm and demanding. I give up. I can't argue with him. Besides, maybe he is right.

"Fine, we'll sell the house." I said. I threw my hands in the air. But, I wasn't pleased with my decision. I don't want to sell the house.

"But you're going to provide a place for him to stay once he's released." I quickly said as he was walking into the kitchen. He turned around, walking towards me. I avoided eye contact.

"Are you crazy? Selena, look at me." He paused. "Do you see where he is now? Rehab. That's were he's at. He's crazy. You've let him take control of your mind." He continued. Anger rushed throughout my body.

"He's not crazy." I whispered. He raised his eyebrows.

"Are you defending him?" He threw his hands in the air and clenched his jaw.

"Maybe I am." I rubbed my baby bump.

"Why?" He said. The tone of his voice wasn't as hard and firm as it was before.

"Because he's the father of my child." I said as my only defense.

"That's you're excuse for every little thing, isn't it."

After a few hours of fighting arguing and fighting, I finally had enough.

"George, man the hell up. Justin has been a part of my life for a long time. That's not going to change." I hissed. I walked past the counter, grabbing my keys.

He grabbed my hand, jerking me around. I jerked my hand from his grip, walking away.

"Where are you going?" I looked at him straight in the eyes. His eyes were no longer soft and comforting like they were before. But they were hard and hateful.

I walked out the door, without saying a word.

"Selena, wait!" He begged. I leaned my head against the seat.

"George please, I've got to go. I'm late. I've got to go." I quickly said, almost in tears. Not because of anything we had said to each other, but because of everything that's going on.

I pulled out of the driveway, making my way to Starbucks.

"You're late Gomez." My boss said as I opened the back door. I apologized and explained everything. He nodded his head, taking everything in.

"What do you do, play hop scotch? Weren't you just engaged to some other guy." He said as he served several customers their orders.

"I don't want to talk about it." I almost whispered. He raised his left eyebrow, but left it at that.

After work, I drove to Justin's. No reason in particular. I just thought I'd run by and start moving his stuff out of the house. Although, I know I probably won't get to it. I opened the door. I felt like dropping to my knees as I saw the condition of the house. Actually, by the way Justin was living once I left. Shattered glass from picture frames were shattered across the floor. The only picture that was perfectly placed on the wall was the picture of Justin and I kissing on the day he proposed. It brought back so many memories, almost bringing me to tears. I took the picture off the wall and stuffed it inside my purse.

After a few minutes, I decided to leave. As I looked back, I realized how much I really do miss him. My feelings slowly faded but somehow I still miss him. Every memory we made in that house fluttered my mind. As I'm looking back, I found myself asking myself, why did I let him go? Why did I let the one thing that I love slip out of my hands?

That's when I remember the whole incident with Jacque. I won't ever be able to forgive her for what she did. By the time I knew the truth, all I wanted to do was be done with Justin. I didn't want anything to do with him. But each time someone mentions his name or I pass by a picture of us, it's impossible to forget him. Whether or not I have feelings for him. It's impossible. Even if I try, it's impossible to forget him.