Free (Sequel to Trapped)

Ch. 94

Ariana

Friday, 1:28 pm

"Somebody's got a birthday tomorrow." Justin says.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"You know who it is. And I have a special birthday surprise for you. And the girls."

"What is it? You know I hate surprises."

"You'll see tomorrow. But for now, you should be getting ready to meet your second husband."

"You've finally accepted it."

"I've accepted it for a long time. If I didn't, I wouldn't have got you tickets."

"That makes sense."

"Of course it does."

"Do you know what the best time of the day is?" I ask.

"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say nap time."

"You are correct!" I smile.

"You know what I can't wait for?" Justin asks.

"No. What?"

"When we come home from your second husband's concert, and there's no kids in this house."

"I'm sure you can wait for that."

"No, I can't. I've waited for nine months."

"Awe, poor you." I kiss him and he laughs.

"I'm tired." Justin lays his head on me and I run my fingers through his hair.

"Well, you better get some sleep. It sounds like you have a pretty eventful night planned."

"That's true."

I end up falling asleep before him. That shows you how tired I am.

3:48 pm

"Baby, wake up." Justin strokes my cheek and I groan, turning over.

"Hey, Queen. You have to feed Bella before you get ready."

"Oh yeah. I do have to do that, don't I?"

"Unless you want her to starve."

"Where is she?"

"I shall receive her from the most magical place on earth."

"Disneyland?"

"No. Her swing."

4:49 pm

"I have to get ready now. You watch her."

"No! I'll watch her. That way you can both get ready." Aviella says.

"Thanks, but no thanks. Not by yourself." Justin tells her.

They continue their conversation as they walk out of the bedroom and I go to the bathroom to take a shower.

5:16 pm

After I finish my shower, I stand in front of the mirror to do my makeup.

"I love when you get out of the shower." Justin says, standing in the doorway.

"Why, Justin? Why?" I turn to look at him and he smirks.

"Because you stand in front of a mirror half naked."

"I'm not half naked."

"That's true. You're actually 90% naked."

I roll my eyes and continue my makeup.

"Can I do your hair?"

"I'm sure you can. But the real question is do I want you to."

"Do you want me to do your hair?"

"That would be nice. But the real question is would you do it well."

"Ariana, it's a yes or no question."

"Fine. You can blow dry it. Only because I'm feeling generous."

"What's a blow dry? Is it like a blow job?"

I cover my mouth and turn to look at Justin, who seems to be very confused.

"Justin Drew Bieber, you know what a blow dryer is."

"Of course I do." He smiles and walks further into the bathroom.

"Where's the blow job at?"

"Stop. Stop now."

"I thought that was what is was called."

"No you didn't." I roll my eyes and he wraps his arms around me.

"Justin?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Where are daughter one and daughter two?"

"Watching TV on our bed.

"So they can hear this conversation?"

"They can. But I'm not sure they understand it much."

"You say that until Aviella starts talking about giving her boyfriend blow jobs."

"What are you talking about? Aviella doesn't have a boyfriend."

"I like how that's what worries you about my sentence. And yes she does. His names Lukas. He's adorable."

"So you've seen this so called boyfriend?"

"I have. She even told me his whole name. Lukas Steven Woodward. Why are we still talking about this? I'm busy."

"I need to have a conversation with my daughter."

"Justin, it's not that serious. I had my first boyfriend when I was in pre school."

"No, you had your first kiss in pre school."

"First, second, third, fourth-"

"I get it. Thank you."

"Yeah, you're still supposed to be blow drying my hair."

"Oh yeah."

I give Justin the blow dryer and a brush and watch him try to blow dry my hair in the mirror.

"I give up. My arms hurt." I laugh as he turns it off and places it on the counter before walking out of the bathroom.

I shake my head and continue blow drying my hair.

"Are you done?" Justin asks.

"Not really."

"I mean can you make sure the girls don't die?"

"Oh yeah. I can do that."

"Good. I'm gonna take a shower."

"You just want me to see you naked, don't you?"

"I'm just taking a shower. Whether you choose to look or not is up to you."

I laugh and Justin kisses my head before turning on the shower.

5:47 pm

"Mommy, are you done yet?" Aviella asks.

"I'm almost done, baby."

"You know mommy takes ten years to get ready. She's not even dressed yet and it's been an hour." Justin picks her up so he was now holding both of the girls.

"Don't drop them." I say.

"I'm pretty sure I won't."

I nod and step back from the mirror.

"I'm done."

"Finally!" Justin and Aviella groan.

I look at them and roll my eyes.

"Now I'm gonna get dressed. Then, if daddy is dressed, we can leave."