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

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GET YOUR TISSUES READY BECAUSE I CRIED WHILE WRITING!!

Nezther - two weeks later just for drama

Everyone sits around the table to eat the lunch I prepared a few minutes ago. "Momma, can I have some 'tato chips?" Gracie asks as she points to the bag.

"Only a couple, baby. Remember you can't have a lot of salt," I reply with a small nod.

Jason walks in and sits in his seat between Jasper and I. "Daddy otay?" Jenny looks confusedly at her father. "You's gon' cry?"

He shakes his head. "I'm not gonna cry. I'm fine," he mumbles.

Kinsley looks at me with the 'you know he's not fine because he never says fine' look. I nod, reaching under the table to grab my husband's hand. He gives it a tight squeeze before using his other hand to eat his sandwich. Leigh just watches him as if he were a toddler eating by himself for the first time.

"Can you all stop staring at me?!" He suddenly shouts. He shoves his plate away from him and gets up.

I frown when Jason yanks his hand away from mine to head for the stairs. "Finish up eating then its nap time," I tell them as I stand up. "Kin, can you make sure Gracie doesn't eat anymore chips?" She nods, pulling the bag away from my daughter.

I walk out of the dining room and head for the stairs. I climb the second set of stairs to get to my room, only to find the door locked. I knock two times before pressing my ear to the door.

"Go away," Jason groans.

"Baby, it's just Nessie. Can you open the door?" I ask calmly.

I hear some shuffling before I hear the lock pop and the door swings open. "It's been so hard for me," he mumbles. "It's been two weeks and we said only a couple days. You aren't even sleeping in our bed anymore, it's so fucking hard, Nezther." He walks over to the bed. He plops down in the middle, staring at the ceiling. "I didn't ever want this. I don't care if I'm 'too invested in you', that's how I want it to be. I don't want to know what it's like to be without you or anything like that. I hate this. I just want to hold you, kissing you, squeezing you... but you won't let me. Why?"

"Baby–"

He pulls me into the room and closes the door. I watch as he strips all his close until he's standing naked in front of me. My eyes scan his body, taking in every bright red slash on his skin- both new and old. I shake my head as my tears build up.

"You promised–"

"I'M AWARE OF WHAT I PROMISED!" He screams, pulling harshly at his hair. "THEY WON'T STOP!" I watch as he throws himself against the wall.

"Jason!" I rush over to him. I stop him from moving by wrapping my arms around him. He sobs loudly as he collapses against me. I fall to the ground with him. "Baby," I kiss his forehead multiple times.

"They won't stop," he cries.

I nod, pulling his hair away from his forehead. "I know," I lean back against the wall, "I know."

Kinsley steps into the room, quickly closing the door behind her. "Want me to run a bath?" I just nod, closing my eyes and pulling Jason closer to me. She goes into our bathroom and starts the water. "What else do you need?"