As Long As You Love Me | j.d.b (UNDERGOING REVISION)

Chapter {11}: Confrontation

Published: July 31st, 2015

Edited: October 1st, 2016 ?

No Church In The Wild by Jay-Z featuring Kanye West and Frank Ocean boomed throughtout Justin's place. Sweat rolled down his cheek, onto his chest, and down the valley of his toned abs. He pulled himself up, his neck going above the pull up bar. Sighing, he dropped down making a loud thud on the wooden floor. Quickly he dropped down to the ground and began to do a set of push ups. A few minutes later, the music cut off and Justin removed himself from the ground. Sweat covered his entire body. Justin looked at himself through the full length mirror that was planted on his wall. He began to smile in satisfaction once he realized his body had improved within the last few weeks. A small buzz sent a wave of vibrations through the room. Furrowing his eyebrows he began to look around his room. Tugging on his throw blanket that lay on top of his bed, his phone came into view. Grabbing it, he typed in his password and checked his messages. Only a few new notifications showed up on the screen, but they weren't as important. He'd respond to them later. Tapping his thumb against the screen, he clicked on the most recent text and scanned the message.

Khalil

Let's go skating. Link up around six?

1:30 pm

Chewing on the inside of his cheek he began to type away. Entering words and emoticons.

Bieber

Bet. I'm down. I'll let you know if anything changes. Link at the usual?

1:32 pm

Khalil

Always.

1:33 pm

Locking his device, he tossed it back onto the bed and sighed.

Justin jogged downstairs, hurriedly trying to get to the kitchen. His stomach growled hungrily. His eyes lit up when he saw his little sister Jazzy dancing around the kitchen with, Jaxon, Justin's younger brother who was quickly catching up to her when it came to height. Although they did not live with him, Jeremy, his father brought them to visit frequently. As Justin stalked around the kitchen, Jazzy squealed happily. Jeremy laughed as he began to sit down at the island, Pattie, Justin's mother washing dishes in front him.

"Ew, you're all sweaty." She cooed. Justin chuckled and moved closer to Jazzy, making her scream and run around the kitchen to hide behind Jaxon.

Laughing, Justin came around and chased her. Jaxon stared at her for a moment, before sipping on the juice box Pattie had given to him a few minutes beforehand.

"Leave me alone!" She hollered, laughing uncontrollably, plopping down onto the hard title.

"Jazzy Boo, I love you." Justin laughed, kneeling down in front of her. "You guys are leaving soon and I won't see you for a while. I'm gonna miss you guys." Jazzy smiled before a small pout formed. She outstretched her arms. He soon scoped her up and snuggled her closely , brushing back her light brownish hair.

"I love you too." She whispered, snuggling her cheeks into his chest.

"Jax. I love you too, buddy." A toothy grin played on Jaxon's face before he removed the juice box straw from his lips and ran over to hug his siblings, mumbling an "I love you" in the process.

From a far both, Pattie and Jeremy smiled, admiring the individuals that gave off nothing but love.

Van

After Ryan left, Chaz and I just sat at our booth. I knew exactly why Ryan left, Chaz on the other hand didn't really know about much at all. I haven't updated him on the events that have occurred within the last two weeks. I felt absolute bad about leaving him out, I hated doing so. If anyone should know anything it should be Chaz. Chaz might be mad at first but, he always seems to get over it. By it, I mean my actions, the mistakes I make daily. He hates the fact that I go out and party. I like to get drunk then, I turn back around and act innocent. He believes I can't choose which lifestyle I want, parties or success. Honestly, I believe I can have both and here I am with both. I can still focus on school and go out and party. There's not much to it. I'm used to the hangovers, but sometimes they never go away or the pain is just unbarring.

Chaz's movement removed me from my thoughts. I looked at him confused when I noticed he was standing up , pulling his wallet out of his pocket just like Ryan did.

"Where are you going?" I questioned, shifting in the booth with concern evident on my face.

Chaz signed as he threw down a five and glanced at me.

" There's something going on between you two. You obviously won't tell me, which is quite sad. I thought we were closer than that but I guess not. So, I'm going to go talk to Ryan. Whatever happened between you two obviously has something to do with your actions because you're always doing something." He said sternly, making my lips part slightly. Ouch. Before I could even respond he walked off mumbling a "bye" of some sort.

After being left by both of my friends, I sat in the diner for a while just staring into space until I was interrupted by the waiters who began to clean up the table and collect the boys tips. Afterwards I left. I didn't know where else to go. There wasn't really anywhere else to go. When the hot sun hit my skin, I left the diner and headed to my car I thought about what Justin said to me hours before he left Chaz's house.

I didn't need a drink . I wanted one but I didn't need one. I realized that when I drove home. The leather stirring wheel felt amazing under my skin. If I had a drink at the moment I wouldn't be able to feel the leather rubbing against my skin because, I would've been walking on the side walk laughing like an idiot.

The first place I thought of was home when I realized there was no where else to relax at. When I arrived home my father stood a few feet from the front door under the chandelier that was held in the middle of the front entrance. His face was tensed and he looked stiff. He held both of his hands below his stomach.

"Vanessa." He sternly said, his eyes piercing into mine.

When I heard him say my name, I knew exactly what was going on.