Our Little Secret | [j.b]

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Justin Bieber

"Mother . . ."

"Justin . . ." she smirked.

"What are you doing here— if I may ask." I rose an eyebrow at her. She gave me an offended look. "Didn't I tell you I was coming over to visit?" Damnit, she did say that. "So, you just came to say hi?" I smirked amused, she didn't just come here to say a simple hi, that's not like her.

"Oh stop the charade, you know the real reason why I'm here." I cocked an eyebrow. "And that is?" She dropped her hand to her side, giving up. "You embarrassed me at that restaurant. Did I not teach you better than that?"

"Maybe you did, maybe you didn't. I wouldn't know." her eyes went soft. "Justin, you know if I could be there for you I would ha—"

"That's no excuse to leave your family alone with our deadbeat father!" She jumped from my sudden out burst. The anger I've been holding in for years; mad at her for what she did. "You know for once, you could make up for your mistakes than run away. That's one thing you taught me; never run away from your problems." I spat in her face, not carrying one bit if I was too harsh.

"Justin, that's what I'm trying to do right now, but you refuse to let me in." I nodded, anger still evident.

"What bothers me the most is, you just now decided to come back." With that, I slammed the door in her face.

"Baby?" Rose's voice echoed from down the hall. Her damp body wrapped in a towel, her puffy hair now wrapped in another towel to dry. "It's no one." I seethed.

"Bullshit." I snapped my head up in shook. "What?" She shook her head. "Don't tell me that Justin, you just yelled at someone and slammed the door. Care to tell me who?" I looked down, not knowing what to say.

"I get the message, you won't open up to me. Have fun with your secrets." I could hear the pain in the last sentence. That really hurt. "Baby, I will tell you when I'm ready. Please be patient with me." I felt my heart sink at the thought of her thinking I didn't trust her.

"I'll be patient with you, always. But sometimes . . . things can't be left alone when you act the way you do." I walked up to her, grabbing her hands into mine. "I'm sorry, you know I trust you right?" I kissed her forehead. "Yes" she smiled. Which made my heart beat faster, a million miles per hour.

"Do you trust me?" I questioned.

"Always." She cupped my face with her hands.

Leaning down, I connected my lips to hers, instantly feeling a rush of relief. The anger that was there was completely gone, all that mattered was making her happy. "I love you Rose."

"I love you too."

Feeling a buzz from my phone, I took it out looking at my screen.

From: Unknown

Learn some respect young man!!

I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering whole the hell this was texting me. I decided to respond.

To: Unknown

New phone who dis??

From: Unknown

Thanks for slamming the door in my face, what an amazing son I have

Realization hit as I quickly figured out it was my mother of all people.

To: Unknown

Delete this number, I don't even wanna know how you found this number

From: Unknown

Meet me at Johns's Pizzeria tomorrow at 16:00

Once again, I was confused to what was going on. I texted back, but the person didn't respond. "Why would she want to meet there?" I mumbled to myself.

"Whats up?" Rose asked, fully clothed since I was too busy texting. "It's nothing, just someone got the wrong number." she nodded, not continuing on the subject any further. I decided to send one last response to this unknown person, which is so called my "mother".

To: Unknown

I'll see u then