Married To Protect You (DISCONTINUED; NEW AUTHOR)

Three:- Don't Go I'm Scared

~Justin’s point of view~


Half way through the movie, I kept on yelping and screaming in fear. I heard Darielle huffed out a grin. I glanced at the clock: 8.30 p.m. Why did Darielle have to put this movie?!



I don't think I will be having any sleep tonight. I shivered at how cold I was feeling since it was raining right. Which made the movie-watching even scarier.



Don't give me s**t! So what if I'm a guy who gets scared watching a scary movie?! I heard Darielle sigh. "You're cold and so am I." She spoke as she pushed herself off the couch. She's going?!



"I should get both of us blankets." She said as she turned her body. No . . . Don't leave . . . Without a thought, I sprinted towards her and immediately wrapped my arms around her with her arms locked in my grip and my body pressed hard against her back.



I felt her tense up as I did that. I hugged her her with all my might like I was gonna fall of a cliff and I'm hanging on to her for dear life.



"Justin . . ." She drawled, questioning. I gritted my teeth as I shut my eyes. Don't go. . . Just stay . . . I'm scared . . . I don't want anyone to leave me again. . .



"Justin . . ." She repeated. But, I only hugged her even tighter. Then, a flashback came up in my mind:






~Flashback~

"Daddy!" I called out to my dad who was at the toy aisle. We were at the mall going to buy presents for our families. He smiled down at me as I hugged his leg.



"So, what do you think of this Spider-Man doll? You think Chaz would like it?" He asked me. I nodded rapidly. He chuckled and ruffled my hair.


I jerked away from him and put my hands on my hair. "Daddy! My rule is 'No-Touching-Justin-Hair'!!!" I scolded him. He chuckled and put his hands up in surrender.


"You got me, boy!" He smiled and I smiled widely at him.


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"Justin, go wait in the car with your mom. I'll get our groceries." He informed me as I nodded and skipped to our car. I hopped in. "Was shopping with daddy, fun?" My mom asked.


I cheer and clapped. She laughed at me. I pressed my face against the window. "Where's daddy?" I whined. I want to go home and wrap up the Christmas presents.


"You love your daddy don't you?" My mom asked. I turn to her and smiled widely & nodded. "THIS MUCH!" I exclaimed as I put out my arms wide enough.


She giggled and I turned back to the window to find my dad walking out the mall with the groceries. I smiled as I saw him smiling at me.


Suddenly, when he was getting nearer; BOOM! A garbage truck hit him causing him to fly off the ground and land a hard fall on his head.


My mom gasped as she got out from the car. "DADDY!!!!" I yelled as tears flow down my cheeks. I jiggled the car knob and immediately got out.


He was crowded by a bunch of busybodies. I pushed past through them until I reached my dad. My eyes stung as tears flows down my face.


Blood was all over the place and mom rests his bloody head onto her lap. She didn't care whether her dress was stained. His knee bone can be seen.


He had big wounds and his face was damaged. I He was a total drastic wreck! I don't want him to go. "Daddy!" I wailed as the tears flowed uncontrollably.


He coughed then turned his head to me with those bloody eyes. "Justin . . ." He croaked. I sniffled. "Dad . . ." I sobbed. "I love you, son. Remember, don't let anyone put you down . . . -cough- . . . you're my greatest gift from God -weazed-   . . . I love you . . . Remember that . . . -gasp- I . . . Love . . . You . . . Guys . . ." Was the last thing he breathed out to me & mom.


"NO!!! Daddy!!!"

~End~



"Justin . . ." That's right . . . I'm sorry, dad. I let them all push me down . . . "JUSTIN!" I felt hands on each side of my cheek; pulling my head up. I opened my eyes to see Darielle looking down on me with a wise look on.



"Justin . . . You're . . . You're crying. . ." She spoke as I've come to realized that my cheeks are wet. As she pulled her hands away, I wiped the tears on impulse roughly. Then, Darielle bent down to my level as I was on my knees.



"What's wrong?" She asked with concern & worried in her tone and eyes. But, her face still stayed emotionless. She placed her hand on my knee as she looked straight into my eyes.



"Are you sad about something?" She asked as if she already knew what was on my mind. "You look so lonely." She drawled with a hint of sadness in her voice and eyes.



Oh, her eyes . . . How they make me hypnotized and forget the evil. Her angelic voice . . . How they calm me with just one word. She sighed and stood up. I watched her. She extended her hand down to my face. I looked up at her. "I won't leave you, now. I'll stay and watch the movie with you." She spoke in a calm voice.



I gladly took her hand as she helped me up. I look down at her as she is 3 or 4 inches shorter than me. "Come on. Sit down." She said as she sat down on the couch. She patted a seat next to her. "Don't worry . . . I don't bite."



I went over and sat next to her. Silent Hill isn't over yet and I'm still scared. Suddenly, the scary part jumped out and without hesitation, I wrapped my arms tightly around Darielle's waist and dug my head under her chin and my ear was against her heart. Hearing her soothing heart beats.



I felt her taken aback by my impulse action. She calms down for a while and breathes out. I thought she was gonna push me away but instead, she rests on hand on my shoulder and patted her other hand on my head softly.



I tensed up a bit but soon relaxed at her touch. So . . . calming. I feel like a girl right now. This is embarrassing! But soon, I drifted to sleep . . . With Darielle by my side. . .

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How is it? I did this story back in 2012 and I'm copy pasting from my documents.

So the writing would be different as you read on.

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