[Justine]
I want to go home.
I don't want to be here with him.
I just want to go home.
"Justine?"
There was that voice. That mind numbing voice. I didn't want to hear it.
"Baby?"
I don't respond as I laid on the carpet staring at the door. It was unlocked and I had no idea why he couldn't just open the door.
Suddenly the door cracks open and Justin's peeks in. His eyes lock with mine and I instantly close mine.
"Justine..." he whimpers coming to me. I jump up on the bed, trying to get away from him. I don't look at his face. He was desperate. Everything about him was weak and desperate.
"Baby-"
"D-don't c-call me baby." I his at him, my voice stronger now.
"Justine, I'm sorry. I don't know-"
"She was fucking you... That's what happened. And you let her."
"Justine..."
Suddenly I feel this drunk feeling. My body starts to get hot. My eyes were heavy. It was as of if I was drunk but not off alcohol.
"Justine..."
"I-I... I-I need to go..." I giggle, slurring my words.
Oh shit. It's happening. The voice says in my head.
"Yeah. It is. And my body is on fire!" I squeal raising my hands above my head, squealing. I jump off the bed, grabbing my phone.
"Justine, l-let me..."
"Do you honestly think I'm going to let you touch me after you fucked that bitch? Ha! You thought wrong." I giggle putting on my jeans and sneakers.
I walk past him out of the door and follows me.
"Hey! Where the hell are you going?" He snaps following me down the stairs.
"Out!" I yelp slamming the door.
Calling a cab, I head over to my apartment. I needed something sexy to wear. Like really sexy.
I ended up wearing a strapless white dress with heels to match and a pale blue leather jacket. I look in the mirror, fixing my hair.
"Damn. I look hot." I say smiling.
I add lipgloss and head out into the night.
"Hey! Justine!" A man at the bar yells as I walk into the crowded club. I smile, waving at him.
Suddenly this guy catches my eye. My drunk trance kicks in even more as my feet carry me to him.
"Hi sexy..." He says wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Hi." I coo, slurring a little.
"You wanna dance?" He says making me nod my head as we seat back and fourth.
He turns me around, pressing his crotch against my ass. Fuck I just wanted him to take me right there.
Don't do it Justine. Justin's voice says.
I ignore it, turning to face my dance partner. He was very attractive, and his lips were so kissable.
"Kiss me." I say softly. He smiles pressing his lips to mine. The kiss was passionate and lust filled and was starting to get heated until...
Justine...
Justin's voice breaks my trance.
I part away from the man, staring at him in disbelief.
"What's wrong baby?" He asks.
My heart was beating fast, my stomaching filling with acid as I realized what I was doing. This isn't right. I'm not suppose to be here with him.
I'm suppose to be with Justin.
"I-I'm not suppose to be here. I-I g-gotta go."
I quickly walk away from him and out of the club.
I felt sick to my stomach. Tears fell down my cheeks as I take my phone and call a cab. Once I'm inside of the cab, I cry the hardest I've ever cried. I can't believe I actually did that. And now the realization has hit me.
I'm in love with Justin.
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