Broken Promises- Sequel to Danger (Jason McCann story)*Completed*

Chapter Sixteen- Can't Remember To Forget You

Jess's P.O.V

"You sure you wanna do this? Move all the way to England?" Zayn asked, packing whatever was left. Its now March, and we've been here for over 3 months, yet I still can't seem to find closure. I don't feel safe being around here, living so close to someone who's done nothing but brought crap our way. Yes I must admit, I did love Jason, I still do but I can't keep putting my children through this, no way. Jenny is now 7, and learning a lot more about why life isn't fair. Justin? Justin has just turned 17 meaning he could learn to drive this year too. So, why am I moving to England? Why so far away? If I'm honest with you, I don't know. Ever since Jason's walked out that door he's been all over the news, people stare at us as we walk through the streets, like we have something to do with it. But we don't. We don't want anything to do with it. I'm moving to a different country for a new start, a fresh one. Of course Zayn insisted he'd come with us, keep us safe, and partly because he has cousins that live there who he hasn't seen since he was about Justin's age. "Mummy do we have to go?" Jenny sniffed, holding onto the small bear Jason had got her for Christmas. Even though New Years he scared the living day lights out of her, she forgave him. Jason has only been to see the kids twice since the new year, which surprised me a lot. I was expecting him to stay away, like he did last time this happened, but he didn't. 

"Sweetie we have to go, now get in the car with Justin.." I smiled, kissing her cheek softly before watching her run off. I sighed, taping up the last boxes and handing them over to the delivery guys, who will be flying our stuff over to our new home. I looked around the place, everything floods back. Being pinned against the wall, seeing Jenny's face as she saw the monster before her. But, I loved him. No matter how much I try to deny it, I love him. He made me feel beautiful, feel loved when no one else did. He brought happiness to my life, comfort. But at the same time, sadness, guilt, hurt. He brought danger to my life, fear. "Come on, we'll miss our flight.." Zayn's soft voice ran through the house, snapping me out of my thoughts. I felt his arms wrap around my body, pulling me into his chest. "You'll get throug this, you'll come out as a better person.. I promise you.." He whispered, kissing my cheek. He could read me like a book, and it was horrible. But I wouldn't be  as strong as I am now if it wasn't for him, sounds bad right? Just broke up with my husband and now I have a man around the house? Well no. He's my best friend, and he knows that too. He just wants to help, the way I helped him. He's like my brother, someone I could go to if I needed help. 

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"come on sweetie, we're here.." I whispered in Jenny's ear, pulling her out of her slumber. She clinged onto my neck as we walked off the plane, heading over to the bagging area. "The boys will be living with us too, in the big house.. " Zayn mumbled, taking Jenny from my arms carefully as we headed over to the car that Zayn had ordered. I honestly have no idea where he gets all this money from, I don't even want to ask. After strapping everyone in, we were on our way to the new house. "What do you mean by boys?" I asked quietly, looking in the back to see Justin listening in on our conversation. He hasn't spoken a single word since we left, which is very unusual for him. I wonder what's going on in his mind, whether he's angry at us for leaving, or upset because he won't see Jason any more. "Yeh, Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall... Ryan will be coming down soon to help out aswell.." He mumbled, smiling slightly as I gasped. I haven't seen Ryan in ages, and if I'm honest, I couldn't wait. 

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"Justin.." I murmured, pushing his bedroom door open sightly. He was sat on the edge of his bed, flicking through what looked like a scrap book, something me and Jason made as he was growing up. I sat beside him, fiddling with my hands. "Justin, please tell me what's wrong?" I whispered, setting my hands over the scrap book, stopping him from turning the pages. "He'll find us mum, he always does.." He chuckled, shaking his head as he did. He was right though, no matter where we were going, Jason would always find us. "Are you worried he will?" I asked him, resting his head on my shoulder as he sighed. "I'm scared he'll find you, and hurt you again and I won' t be there to stop him mum..." He whispered, his body shaking slightly. As much as I wanted to tell him, it would be alright, I know it would just bite me in the bum. I can't just wrap him up in cotton wall like I want to. "When it comes to it, we'll sort it out... But until then we have to enjoy this while we can.." 

While we can...