BitterSweet Love (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Thirty Nine: Mood Swings

*A/N: It's a month late but here it is! School's gonna be over in only four days so I'll get to update weekly or even more than that. God bless summer vaction*

I awoke to an empty space where Justin was before. I shrugged stretching before putting on his shirt and walking to wear the warm aroma of pancakes and eggs was coming from.

"Am I still in a dream or are you cooking?" I whispered wrapping my arms around his torso

"You act like you've never seen me cook."

"I haven't."

"Well you're seeing it now and I'm an amazing chef if I do say so for myself. And besides today is Tasha's day off so someone had to cook."

"The scent speaks for itself." I smiled. "Tasha better not be pretty."

"Don't worry baby she's 57."

"I still flutter every time you call me baby."

"You don't understand how much I'd like to throw you on the counter top and fuck you right now."

"Why don't you?" I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He smirked lifting me onto the countertop.

"I think your phone is ringing."

"I don't care fuck me please."

"Not until you go answer it."

"You're cruel."

"I hopped off the countertop to retrieve my phone."

"Hey Scarlett it's mommy."

"I know, I have caller ID." I rolled my eyes at her lack of technological advances walking back into the kitchen.

"Did I wake you?"

"No I was already up. How are you?"

"I'm great, but more importantly how are you."

"I'm perfectly fine."

"Scar who is that?" Justin asked

"Is that Ryan."

"Nope."

"Chaz?"

"I'm offended Ms. Sinclair." Justin spoke into the phone.

"Justin." Her voice sounded unappeased as if she didn't like what was coming out of her own mouth.

"Why the sudden change in tone of voice?"

"Is he still listening?"

"Lie." He whispered.

"Uh no he just went to the shower."

"That boy is trouble honey."

"I don't think so."

"He's playing you like a card and you don't even see it."

"How would you even know that?" Now my tone had shifted.

"He's changed you as a person."

"Is that so?"

"Just the fact that you'd fly out to see him instead of your own mother says enough."

"Maybe because my mother only supplies me with judgement."

"Oh come on hun you know what you're doing is wrong. He's using you for sex and afterwards he hurts you and that's always how it's going to be."

"He's not what the media tells you he is."