Cher’s P.O.V.
I know it was stupid, but I was really mad at Justin for what he did. I knew I shouldn’t be mad at him but I couldn’t help it. I honestly did feel so bad.
I gave Justin 24 hours because I knew he might’ve been pretty mad too. Then I decided to phone him.
I was surprised when he picked up straight away.
“Hey baby.” I said as soon as he picked up.
“Hey.” He said quietly. “I thought you were mad at me.”
“I was, but I can’t stay mad at you for too long.”
“Good. I’m sorry I went behind your back like that. I should’ve asked you first.”
“It’s alright, Justin. You thought you were doing something to make me happy. It’s actually sweet. I’m sorry I over-reacted like that - again.”
“It’s alright babes. You were just being a good mom and I was being a crappy dad. I’m used to it by now.”
“You’re not a crappy dad, Justin. In fact, I think you’re the best dad in the world.”
I heard the phone cut off and I started to worry, thinking something had happened to Justin.
I was about to phone Pattie when, not quite 5 minutes later, there was a sharp knock at the door.
I ran to open it and there stood Justin (who had ran all the way to my father’s house), smiling slightly and tears slowly starting to roll down his face.
“You really mean that?” Justin asked, referring to my statement before he had hung up on me.
I wrapped my arms around him and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
“Of course I mean that.” I whispered in his ear, before kissing his cheek.
“I love you so much.” Justin said to me, before kissing me with such passion that all engaged couples should have in their relationship.
It was only a few days before Christmas and Justin and I were finally moving into our new house with our three beautiful children. I hadn’t felt any happier than that since Justin asked me to marry him.
Justin was just bringing in the last of the boxes and I was putting away the last of the cutlery in the kitchen when I heard a car pull up outside the house.
I curiously went to look out of the front room window to see who it was. I was shocked to see Noah, Olivia, Amelia and my new niece Natalie (who was now 8 months old) walking up towards the house.
I ran out to meet them, and Amelia saw me and ran straight to me. I picked her up and showered her in kisses as she giggled at me.
“How’s my special princess?” I asked her, kissing her nose.
“Me big sister!” Amelia squealed, clapping her hands slightly.
I know you are; you’re such a lucky little girl. Are you going to introduce me to your sister then?”
Amelia turned and patted Natalie (whom Noah was holding) on her head then spoke to her.
“Nati… This is Aunty Cher-Cher. Say hi!” Amelia said, and it got to me how cute she acted around her baby sister.
I put Amelia down, then took Natalie off of Noah.
“Well hello gorgeous. Aren’t you adorable?” I said to the baby, kissing her cheek.
I hated it when she started crying, but I should’ve expected it. This is the first time I had seen her after all.
“Sorry.” Noah said, taking Natalie from me. “She’s not comfortable around new people.”
“It’s alright. She’ll get used to me. Anyway, it’s nice to finally see you back in Stratford.” I said.
“Yeah, it’s great being back too.” Olivia said. “I loved staying with my parents in Kingston (Ontario), but with 6 of us living in their small house and also living about 4 hours away from all of you - we just knew we had to come back sometime.”
Noah and Olivia stayed with the kids for a while, while Justin finished sorting out the house.
I felt bad for slacking off but I wanted to catch up on what my brother and sister-in-law had been up to.
“So, Dad told us you’re getting married to Justin in September.” Noah said.
“Are you really sure about this, Cher? You’ve had a pretty rocky on-off relationship with Justin the past 6 years - we don’t want you to get hurt again.” Olivia said.
“I really am sure about it this time. Both Justin and I swore to make everything better and last this time. We’re just so in love.” I said.
“As long as you’re sure, but if he hurts you, I won’t be afraid to kick his ass.” Noah said.
“I know, and I love having a big brother like you. Which is why I want you to give me away at my wedding.” I said.
“What!? Seriously!? I’d love to. But I thought you would want Dad to give you away.” Noah said.
“Ideally, I would. But you’ve been there for me much more than he has over the past 6 years.” I paused. “I would also like Amelia and Natalie to be my bridesmaids along with Esme, Amberlee, Gianna and Jazzy; and I have Charlana and Katie as my maids of honour and Austen, Robin and Jaxon are going to be the page boys.”
And with that, I spent the rest of the afternoon discussing wedding dresses and bridesmaid dresses with Olivia.
Justin’s P.O.V.
The evening came and, just as Noah, Olivia, Amelia and Natalie were leaving, I was just putting the last of our things away. I felt bad because I didn’t have any time to spend with them, but I also felt annoyed because Cher didn’t give me any help sorting our things out. Oh well, I wasn’t going to stop her spending time with her brother who she hadn’t seen in a whole year.
Cher came into the bedroom just as I was putting the last of our things away.
“I’m sorry I didn’t help today - I feel so bad. But you’re such a star for doing this on your own.” Cher said, coming up to me and wrapping her arms around my waist, kissing me gently.
“It’s alright, someone had to do it.” I said, kissing her back and gently pushing her onto our bed.
Knowing what I wanted, Cher pushed me away.
“Not now Justin. We promised we’d wait until we were married to have sex again.” Cher said.
“But I can’t wait another nine months. Not when I’ll have to see you every day; you’re too tempting.”
Cher giggled and blushed a little, but still seemed pretty adamant.
“No, Justin. We can’t break promises.”
“Please.” I begged. “Just tonight. We can consider it… Christening the new home. We don’t have to worry about the kids; they’re staying at my mom’s house, remember?”
Cher finally caved in.
“Fine…” She said. “But if I get pregnant - which I don’t want to, by the way - then it’s all your fault.”
“Umm, you’re wrong there babes. It takes two to make one.”
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Don't Forget Me (Sequel to Gone Forever)
Fanfiction"These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume" - Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI Cher's and Justin's relationship was never perfect. And now they have gone their separate way...
