"Hey babe." Justin says walking over to me kissing me and I feel like puking.
"What are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too. I came to take my girlfriend to the airport. What else?"
"How'd you know I was here?"
"You weren't at the house so I figured you'd be here. You ready to go?"
"Actually we're taking her to the airport." Katie says.
"Did I ask you?" Justin says. Here we go. "Baby, I'm taking you. Let's go."
"They're taking me Justin."
"The hell they're not!" He says angrily. "Let's go." He grabs my arm harshly sure to leave another of the many bruises he has given me.
"Justin, please. Stop. I'm going with them."
"Do you not want me to take you? I'm your fucking boyfriend."
"But you won't be..." I say in a whisper but loud enough hoping he'd hear... and sure enough he did.
"What do you mean I won't be? Are you breaking up with me?" He says shocked, but his eyes fill with rage again. "You're not going to fucking break up with me."
"This isn't going to work. I'm moving thousands of miles away."
"That's why a long-distance realtionship is called long-distance dumb ass."
"You know good and well that that isn't going to work with us."
"What the hell? Of course it will. I love you. We can make it work." He says almost emotionally. But I'm not that stupid.
"No. We really can't. I'm sorry but it's over." *smack* I feel the familiar sting against my cheek and wince from the pain.
"You need to leave! Now!" Katie yells grabbing me off the floor.
"You don't fucking tell me what to do bitch." Justin spits at her.
"I will call the cops." Kelly says. "If I were you I would leave. Before you get in trouble for assualt. We wouldn't want that now would we?"
"Fuck both of you." He gets into his car and slams the door screeching out of the driveway. He rolls down the window and yells again. "Oh, Christina. I will find you and I will get you. Remember what I told you before."
I get into the car crying again for what seems like the millionth time because of him. If I wasn't with Katie and Kelly right now, I would see blood flowing down my legs mixing with water into the drain. His threat is in my head. "I will find you and I will get you." Memories of that night flash through my head.
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"Christina stop moving!" He says pinning me down.
"Stop! Please Justin! Just stop!" I'm struggling to get up. *smack* He isn't the same person he used to be when I saw him. He's not the person I fell in love with... Did I even fall in love with him? What even is love?
"Do you not love me? Huh? I do everything for you and you can't even do this one thing I'm asking you to do."
"I do. I do love you ok?" Tears are streaming down my face and I have lied to him yet again about my 'love' for him.
"Then show me baby. Show me you love me." He mumbles kissing my neck. There is no pleasure. Just fear of what is to come.
"Justin please. I'm not ready for this." I am sobbing now. This usually gets him to actually listen. Sometimes...
