My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 7- Everything You Hate About Yourself, I Love

*Mickey's POV*

        As we got closer and closer, we heard someone coming downstairs. I looked up and saw it was Ryan. He looked at me, gave me a disgusted look, and walked into the kitchen.

     "Hey, be nice to her, will you bro?" Justin said in a frustrated tone.

       "She's a whore!" Ryan talked back.

         I can't believe my own flesh and blood would treat me like this. Justin stood up and walked into tne kitchen.

     "She had no choice, man! It was the only job available she could find!" Justin yelled.

        "So what!? That's no excuse!" Ryan yelled back.

      I stood up and walked into the kitchen with them.

         "Do you think I actually like that job? I have to strip naked every fucking night just to make ends meet! I hate that job! I feel so violated! I mean it's not like I'm a prostitute or anything!" I shouted.

           All of a sudeen, I feel my head slam the wall in a sudden flash. Ryan just shoved me up against the wall!

        "Shut up you slut!" He yelled.

         I ran upstairs to Justin's room and jumped onto the bed. I sobbed in my pillow, questioning why I ever took such a horrible job. I heard Justin and Ryan continuing to yell at each other.

          "Bro, she's your fucking sister! Why the hell are you treating her this way?" I heard Justin say.

      "That is not my sister, that is a bimbo dressed like my sister!" I heard Ryan yell.

         "You know what? If you're going to continue to treat her this way, just get the fuck out of my house." Justin said in a more calm tone.

       "Fine!" Ryan yelled.

          With that, about 2 minutes later, I heard the door slam. I heard Justin come upstairs, shouting my name.

       "In hear." I sobbed.

         Justin came in with a worried look on his face.

        "Honey, I'm so sorry about what just happened. If I'd known he was going to act this way, I'd have kicked him out a long time ago." He said.

       I lifted my head up from the pillow and looked him in the eyes.

     "No, he was right to act that way." I said.

      "What are you talking about?" He asked in a worried tone.

      I sighed.

          "Justin, I took a job as a stripper. A fucking stripper! That's a job for a whore! I took it, knowing I was going to hate it. Of course, I do. I mean, I'm ugly, worthless, a bitch, a whore, a-" Justin cut me off with a kiss.

        This was so new to me. The kiss was so soft, so...supple, so full of love. We pulled away and looked into each other's eyes.

      "Maybe I should go." I whispered.

            "No, no baby! Don't go! You are none of those things you just said. You are smart, beautiful, and worth all the money and jewels in the world. Actually, you're worth more, you're priceless. I know how much you're hurting right now and believe me, I am too. But trust me, there are so many things about you I love. Everything you hate about yourself, I love." He stated.

        I looked at him in the eyes.

      "That's very sweet of you Justin, but what about Selena?" I asked.

     "I don't care about her! She only uses me for sex! It's you I love." He says.

        He takes my hands and rubs the back of my hands with thumbs. I love it when he does that.

      "Mickey, will you please be my girlfriend?" He asked with hopeful eyes.

         "Of course." I whispered.

      "What?" He aksed.

        He must not have heard me.

      "I said yes." I said.

        He smiled and kissed me again...

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