Alien (Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 51

Isabella's POV

I was so happy that my baby was back in my arms. I was so scared when I saw him being dragged by two huge men, tied up, and thrown into a trunk. The look in his eyes gave away that he was truly terrified. I cried for hours. Especially when I saw his by then cold, half empty, hot chocolate sitting on the table. He didn't deserve any abuse. He had already had a whole childhood filled with it. I went to every police and news station in my area, begging for help at finding my baby boy.

When he showed up at the door all beaten and bruised, I couldn't help but bust into tears. He looked so fragile and broken as he begged for me to hold him. He was a precious angel that deserved to be treated like a king. Pampered and praised constantly, because that's what he fed off of. He was my adorable little bunny and I wouldn't let anyone hurt him.

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I was sitting on the couch reading The Perks of Being A Wallflower when Justin limped in, his facial expression screaming pain. "Kitten m-make the pain g-go away please!" He gasped out in quiet sobs. "Oh Bunny!" I gasped, jumping up and running over to him. "Shh baby boy. It's okay. I'll make you feel better, I promise." I said bringing him back to the couch. I laid down and he curled into my body, his face burying into my neck. I could feel his hot black salty tears roll off his face and down my neck. I ran my fingers through the back of his hair as he clung to me. He would clutch and unclutch a fist into my shirt, basically making a grabby hand, and sucked his thumb with the other. He looked so adorable. I mentally awed and pecked his forehead.

He slowly stopped crying and made a quiet little baby yawn. I couldn't help but 'aw' out loud that time and he blushed brightly. He wiped his tears away with the back of his hands and smiled sheepishly. "S-sorry. I just hurt r-real bad and your t-touch helps a lot." he mewled quietly. "It's okay, Bunny. How about I put in Peter Pan and while you have a freak out over Tinkerbell, I'll go make you some cookies. Sound good?" He buried his head into my neck and screeched happily. Pulling away, he nodded frantically, a huge beaming smile spread across his face. He wouldn't even look like he had been hysterically sobbing a few minutes ago if he didn't have his slightly red puffy eyes.

"I-i haven't had c-cookies in a looooong time, Kitten!" he spoke excitedly as I wrapped him in his favorite blanket, making him look all snugly and cuddly and sweet and ador- Okay I need to stop... "I know, baby boy! I need to make them more often, huh?" I cooed as I placed the Peter Pan DVD into the correct slot. "Uh d-duh!" he said sassily as I laughed at his tone. I pressed play then walked over and kissed his forehead, brushing back his soft fluffy hair. I chuckled as he didn't even acknowledge me since Tinkerbell and Peter made themselves onto the 100'' Flat Screen TV.

Romeo ran over and jumped up onto the couch, curling himself under Justin neck, and falling asleep almost instantly as I made my way into the kitchen. Pulling out all the necessary ingredients and pre-heating the stove, I quickly mixed them, made them into little balls, placing them on the cookie sheet, and sat them in the oven. I dusted the flour off my hands after I set the timer then walked into the living room. Justin was playing with his fringe and sucking his thumb, looking rather pleased as he watched his favorite film, waiting for his cookies to be done. Smug little bastard... I shook my head, laughing at my thoughts as I made my way over to him.

I picked his head up and sat down lowering his head back into my lap. I played with his fingers and hair as I waited for the timer to ding. I kissed his knuckles and fingertips as a ghost of a smile spread across his face. His body vibrated in silent purrs as I leaned down to kiss his lips, only to pull away as the timer dinged. I pulled my legs from under his legs careful of his head and ran to the kitchen. Making him a plate of six oatmeal raisin cookies and a glass of milk, I made my way back into the living room.

His face wore an excited smile when I placed the cookies into his lap. "T-thank you, Kitten!" he said, pecking my lips and shoving one in his mouth. His chubby little cheeks bulged like a chipmunk as he chewed slowly, his whole attention on Peter Pan and Captain Hook. I smiled and kissed his bulging chubby soft cheek and sighed in happiness. He was just too cute.