Fix Me (Sequel to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 14

(Justin's pov)
I instantly turn around to see Christie standing a few feet from the car. Her jaw drops as her sleeves cover her mouth. She freezes still and remains quiet. Not knowing what to do, I glance at my hand, completely covered in blood, then back at Christie. Like it'll help, I hide my hand in the pocket of my hoodie, then start to rush over to her.
"Christie." I'm about three feet away from her when she backs away slowly. Her eyes aren't tired anymore, just completely terrified.
"Christie...Baby, don't..." I step closer as her body meets the side of the car. Her eyes remain frightened and scared. I can see the rapid movements of her chest. She soon falls to the pavement, wincing a bit.
"Are you ok, Christie? Babe?" I reach for her, but she recoils in fear. She opens the door and vanishes into car. I furrow my eyebrows and reopen the door. She's not inside the car, but the opposite door is open.

I quickly step beside the car to see her running away, down the street.
"Christie wait!" I start running after her. Since I'm faster, I soon catch up with her.
"Baby," I grasp her wrist, making her shoot me a horrified stare.
"Stop! Help!" To my surprise, she screams at the top of her delicate lungs, and it's pretty damn loud. Worried and reluctant, I place my hand to her mouth.
"Baby stop. It's ok...Let me explain, please," I beg her, and she stops tugging at my grip to look at me with teary eyes. I realize that I unintentionally got blood on her sweater and arm from my hands. Her eyes go wide in terror, and she continues to tug on my hold. But I'm stronger in every way.
"Please don't leave, Christie. I'm so so sorry, baby. You weren't supposed to see that. Please, let me explain. Just let me explain," I plead her, drilling into her frightened eyes.

After a few long seconds, she nods, shaking in fear. I slowly loosen my hold on her and firmly grab her arm with my clean hand. While I lead her back to the car, she stays as far away from me as she can. Dammit, why do I always fuck things up?

(Christie's pov)
Justin killed somebody! Right in front of my eyes! I'm freaking out.  He's a murderer. He kills people. He...He lied to me. This entire time he's been lying to me. That's why he's bringing me back to the condo. It's not like it was my choice. I'm scared out of my mind. His hand is holding mine firm enough for me to not be able to escape, not that there's anyway to escape. I'm in the car now, terrified, scared to death.
"I'm so sorry," Justin whispers in my ear, sending cold shivers down my spine. I scoot away from him. I can't believe I loved him, trusted him. He lied to me. Maybe if he just told the truth, we wouldn't be in this situation. I wouldn't have found out this way. Tears flood my eyes, and I can't look at him at all. I can't look into his eyes and see him as the honest man I thought he was. I bet his friends kill people too. I've actually been living with murderers. Murderers and liars.

The car stops, and a hand securely grips my wrist. It makes me wince, because we both know it's a personal spot for me. I'm pulled inside the condo before I can even try to escape. I start tugging at his grip, but he shuts me in his room. Suddenly, I burst into tears from fear and betrayal.

"Baby, don't cry," Justin gently hugs me, but I push him away, wanting to leave as soon as possible.
"Don't hurt me," I beg him while I'm in tears on the floor.
"Christie, stop it. I'm not gonna hurt you, babe. Please, listen to me," Justin kneels closer to me, but he keeps his distance. I only stare at him, teary-eyed and trembling. So Justin sighs in desperation.

"Christie, I know you think I'm terrible right now, and I don't blame you. I'm a monster, I know. I'm so sorry you saw that. I was mad, more than mad, and I couldn't stop myself. Shit got too personal, and I...Dammit. He said something about you...and my family. Please understand me. I'm so sorry. I didn't do it because I wanted to. I was just caught up in my anger. I was hurt...Christie, please don't leave me. I need you here. I will never ever hurt you, ever. No matter how upset I am. I won't hurt you. I can promise you that. And I can't live without you, Christie. Baby, don't go...please," Justin pleads in front of me, his eyes water. He rarely ever cries. Fuck, I don't know what to do. I know the topic of his family is a huge weakness for him. But he lied to me. He committed a murder. Yet I can't possibly leave him after all he's done for me. I could've killed myself by now it if weren't for Justin. But now it's like I don't even know him. I just need some time to think.