My Boyfriend The Assassin (Justin Bieber AU Fanfiction)

Chapter 11 Christmas

AHHHHHHHH!!!! I'M WRITING A CHRISTMAS CHAPTER IN JUNE. IS THAT WEIRD?
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SONG OF THE CHAPTER:
Mistletoe - Justin Bieber

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Justin's POV

Like every christmas eve I awoke to the smell of eggnog. Rose had a habit of becoming the life of the party on christmas eve.
I didn't like it. I don't like the cold and I certainly do not like christmas. Bad memories. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a pair of white socks and headed out into the hallway.
"NEEVEEERRR FOOORRGGGGGEEEETTTYYYYOOOUUU!!!" came bellowing from the kitchen. Oh god Rose is singing again. Which made my mind wander to if JJ had come out of her room today. Every since that little incident in the snow, wink wink accident, she hasn't left her room. I was getting worried about her, more to do with that she hadn't eaten anything in over a week than her not talking to anyone. She made it clear that she wasn't interested. Well she didn't actually say it...but her actions kind of lead me to believe that. A part of me thought that we had a chance. Then again a part of me wanted to keep living like I had before. The part that I chose to live on was the choice that would define the rest of my life in a major way. I continued down the stairs. Fighting the urge to just burst into her room and kiss her.
The kitchen was covered in all sorts of christmas decorations. The agreement that me and Rose had was she could decorate the kitchen but all the other rooms stayed as normal. She would always try and sway me to change the rules but I was firm in my resolve. I hated christmas for a very good reason. Her face lit up when I entered the kitchen. It had been the same way all my life...Rose was always happiest when it came to holidays.
"Happy holidays Mr Justin" she cheered before giving a bone crushing bear hug. I tried to be as joyous as possible.
"Happy holidays Rose" I laughed. How could she be happy after all we've both been through in winter and especially christmas day. She reached behind her and withdrew a small wrapped box.
"Rose you didn't..." I began. She cut me off by waving her arms at me.
"Please Mr Justin just open it" she groaned. I laughed at her and slid the top of the box off. There was a gleaming pair of silver cufflinks. The initials LM. Were engraved on them. My father's initials Lucas McCann. Where did she get these. They were supposed to be lost ages ago. I couldn't find them with any of my parents belongings.
"Rose where did you find these?" I enquired while scanning them over and over.
"Your father made me promised to give them to you when you found someone you loved" Rose explained nonchalantly. Had I found someone I loved? Who the fuck is she talking about? Surely not...
"Rose I'm not in love with anyone" I pointed out, even I could tell that was a lie, a hurt expression made its way onto my face. I knew exactly who she was talking about. The girl who locked herself in her room to get away from me.
JJ.

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JJ's POV

I had been sitting in a ball for over a week on my bed. At least he had the courtesy not to show his face. His mood swings were giving me PTSD. He reminded me a lot of that Katy Perry song 'Hot 'N' Cold'. Except without the pop factor of Katy Perry. I opened the laptop an started playing some music. Today was christmas eve. It was supposed to be about happy family memories but instead I had locked myself in my own personal prison to avoid awkwardness with the boy across the hall. I logged onto Justin's Facebook, I wasn't allowed my own, and I searched up some people from school. They were all buzzing about the christmas dance tonight. I didn't really have that many good memories about the dance. I was one of those girls who just sat on the bleachers. Wore the covering dress and the batter converses instead of making an effort.
It may be corny to have a christmas dance...I missed corny though. It was those memories that made being here sting the most. God I wish I could just go out...at least for a couple of hours.
Nope...instead I was stuck in this boring ass house with a forty year old maid, and a eighteen year old stalker that is bipolar and a trained killer.
I admit it could be eventful at times but this was never going to be enough. No. I had to get some fresh air, the thought of the next two days of my life made me want to throw up let alone the next seventy odd years. I pulled on my Ugg boots and left my room. It felt very weird to walk, I hadn't done it in almost a week.
I managed to slip past the kitchen unnoticed and into the backyard. It was covered in a fresh blanket of white snow. I turned and laid down, letting the cold take me.
After three hours I decided to head back inside. My soul was black and shrivelled. Rose looked stunned at me when when she saw me. It could've been because she hadn't seen me in a week or that I was out of the house without Justin knowing.
"Ms JJ you shouldn't be out in this weather...and if Mr Justin were to find out today of all days..." Rose began, she seemed really concerned for me being out in snow. And what did she mean today of all days? Both of us realised she had said to much.

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Justin's POV

I awoke the next day to the sweet smell of christmas food, small glories with bad memories you know? I jumped out of bed, only wearing Superman PJ pants and dashed out of my room. JJ's room was still locked, that made me sigh in disappointment.
I had official weirded her out of christmas. Great job Justin. I trotted downstairs to see Rose sat on the sofa sipping a glass of wine.
"Morning Rose" I yawned, damn it must've been early. Rose tipped her glass to me.
"Morning Mr Justin..." Rose called, was she drunk already? I sat down on the floor next to the sofa. I admit it did scare me a little when an unexpected body walked out from kitchen. Her black hair was tied in loose pigtails, her vest hung loosely on her frame, and her shorts hugged her lower body. She had finally left her room? JJ seemed like a sight for sore eyes.
"Merry christmas" she cheered before sitting next to me. I was very confused right now. Were we talking? Or not? Don't bring it up though...I was having fun talking to her.
"Thank you" I laughed.
"Okay gift time...JJ here's your gift" Rose cheered while clapping her hands like some drunk dolphin in sea world. Rose threw a red wrapped box to JJ. It was a hawaii print crop top. I couldn't argue, it would show off her fit body. She jumped up and hugged Rose.
"Thank you even though I'll probably never get the chance to show it off to people" JJ cheered happily, that was a dark dark comment. The guilt hit me like a ton of bricks. The last time I had taken her put was that day in the bar where I beat everyone up. The other times I had just chased her back to the house. She was so unhappy being inside all the time that it drove her to try and escape.
"Okay my turn" JJ cheered loudly. She jogged slightly into the kitchen and returned with a floral bag which she gave to Rose. Wow that stung. I didn't get a gift off of her. Rose tore open the paper in like two seconds flat, it was actually kind of scary and it kind of reminded me of animal planet.
Don't piss off mother bear.
She revealed what looked like a Jack Wills summer jacket. I could be confused but wasn't Jack Wills the really expensive crap?
"Thank you Ms JJ I love it" Rose cried, like authentically cried. She didn't really buy herself a lot of nice things. I usually just gave her money for christmas.
"...And now you" JJ laughed before thrusting an envelope in my face. Oh yay I got a christmas card. Sarcasm noted!!! Act enthusiastic. I tore open the envelope with fake excitement, not as fast as Rose, I needed to get her into a therapists office soon after seeing that. There was a ticket inside.
"Paintball?" I laughed, what the fuck? I had never played paintball before. JJ shrugged.
"You're hard to buy for. Plus it'll give you the chance to shoot paint bullets not metal ones" JJ explained while I read over it. A two hour game.
"Urm...thanks I guess" I laughed, don't get me wrong I loved shooting things but usually they were moving and also crapping themselves in fear at the same time. I can't imagine people are as scared of paint bullets as they are of metal ones. Urm...paintball?