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

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Jason

"No!" My wife shrieks from our room. "Please stop!"

I race up the stairs, pushing the door open as fast as I can. Nezther thrashes around in the sheets. "Baby," I sit next to her. I grab her shoulders and hold her to the mattress. "Angel, you're okay, wake up, babygirl."

She opens her eyes. I take in all of her features. The sweat dripping from her forehead, the tears falling from her swollen eyes.

"Where were you?" She sobs as she pulls me into a hug.

I kiss her head multiple times. "I had to get our things together and check out. I'm here now, baby. Daddy's here to hold you, babygirl. Tell me what happened," I push some hair out of her face. I sit up. "Come here, love." She moves into my lap. "Tell me about this bad dream."

"I-I don't wanna," she nuzzles her face against my chest.

I stroke her hair gently. "I won't get mad. I just want to make you feel better."

"You was hurting our babies... then you turned and hurt me," she vaguely replies.

I nod, knowing she won't give up anymore details. "I won't ever hurt our kids or you again, I promise. And if I do, I want you to punch me right in the face, you understand?" A giggle leaves her lips as I wipe away her tears. "There's the smile I love so much."

The pictures on the nightstand catch my eye. "No," Nezther grabs my arm as I reach for them.

"What are they?"

She sits up, wiping her face off. "I don't want to do this right now," she whispers.

I move her hand off of me. I grab the photographs and look through them. "Wh-Where did you get these?" I gulp.

"They were in the mailbox addressed to me," she takes them from my hands. "When was this?"

"Baby, I–"

She cuts me off. "No, Jace. I said I didn't want to talk about, but you wanted to bring it up now I want answers. When was this?" Her voice is stern.

I run my fingers through my hair. "It was a couple days ago," I look down at my lap. "But it's not like that, Nes, I swear to it."

She throws the pictures of me making out with another woman named Piper, at me. "What is wrong with you!?" She screams.

A small knock at the door makes me shush her. "Babe, open the door," I plead.

"FUCK YOU, JASON! YOU CHEATED ON ME A COUPLE DAYS AGO! WHAT IS IT? IS IT ME? AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE!?"

I shake my head as I stand up to calm her. "Nessie," I grab her shoulders.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"

Leigh busts open the door. "What's going on?" She demands. Nezther looks at Leigh, then me, before walking out of the room. Leigh looks at the door as it closes. "Are you going to tell me what happened?" She turns to me.

"Justin has his friend watching Nezther at all times. He wanted me to make a porno with some chick and I said no. He told me to make out with her at the least while he tapes it or he'll shoot Nessie," I explain, "I swear to god, Leigh, you have to believe me."

She sighs heavily, rubbing her stomach. "I believe you. Why was she screaming about not being good enough?"

"Justin cheated on her and I did. She thinks– oh my God. My baby thinks she isn't good enough for me." I jump up. Leigh follows me as quickly as she can as I run down the stairs. I check every guest room on the second floor before going to the one on the first floor. "Nessie," I sigh as I see her curled up in the bed. "Baby, let me explain."

Leigh waddles in. "Listen to him, I promise everything is going to be alright."

"I don't want to!" Nezther screams. "I'm sick of crying and I just want it to stop!"

I climb into bed with her. "No more crying then. Just hear me out. I was protecting you." I pull her into my chest and rock her back and forth. "Justin has people watching you, I did it so they didn't kill you."

"Daddy," she cries.

I nod a my tears start to build up. "I'm here, baby, I'm here," I whisper. "What do you want, precious? Do you want anything? Hmm, does my babygirl need anything?" I ramble out to try and keep her happy. "A bottle? Baby want a bottle?"

She nods, sniffling against my chest as she grips my t-shirt with a death grip. "W-Wa-Want..."

I hold her head against the crook of my neck. "Want what, baby? Daddy'll give you whatever you want." My tears start to fall.

"W-Waffles," she hiccups.

I chuckle, wiping my cheeks off. "I'll make you waffles, baby. Let's go," I lift her up and set her on my hip as I stand up.

Leigh must've went to bed because she is nowhere to be found. I set my Princess on the counter as I grab the waffles from the freezer. I pop them into the toaster.

I stand between Nezther's legs with my hands on her thighs. "Who's my beautiful babygirl?" I grin when she giggles. "Is it you? Are you my beautiful baby?"

She nods, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Yes, Daddy," she giggles.

I smile and reach up to wipe her tears. "I love you so, so much," I kiss her lips softly.

"I love you too," she leans her head on my shoulder.