Justin Blake Imagines Book -Finished-

Insane and On the Run -female- (part 2)

Your POV (Still) Heavily based on Angel by spookyraegan I love their books, you should check them out. Anyways.....Hi, peeps. *A few hours later*

We were back on the road again, the house we just left looking in better shape then when we arrived, and my mother never showed. Justin, still being pissed that my mother didn't show (even though she's dead), drove down the cracked road. The cracks in the road seeming small compared to the lines in the road that have been left behind by other motor vehicles before us. "Were are we going?" I ask, my head leaning against the headrest of my seat, my light colored eyes tracing the outside scenery. The sun starting to set as the sky starts to fade into light reds, oranges, and pinks and darker blues, purples, and blacks. The stars starting to peek through as well as the wading cresent we call a moon in the sky to the right of the broken, blood filled, cherry red colored car. 

"You'll see, dear." His voice smooth and soft like the inside of Raegan's hoodie on my legs and torso. The blood, washed from our bodies earlier at my mom's house, remainded imprinted on the inside where my skin had laid against it. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked carefully allowing his voice to break my skin barrier and raise goosebumps. 

"N-No. I'm not thirsty." I say swallowing hard, turning my head back out onto the veiw around us. The pinks had completely faded, just as the sun had, and the blues and black took its place, the same as the moon did to the sun. "What's gonna happen when we get where we're going?" I ask shakily.

"You scared, princess?" His voice revealing a small smirk is planted his slick, pink lips. I shake my head not wanting to shake any further thinking of what would happened if we were caught.

"No, not entirely. I'm just wondering." My voice softer, but just as rough as Justin's. My hand traces light patterns on the inside of Raegan's sweatshirt sleeve.

"Almost there, princess. Then we can sleep, and get going to LA. Okay?" He said more of laying out the plan to me, than asking. I nodded my head anyways and allowed my eyes to flutter shut. 

*A few minutes later*

 I was awoken to a slight shaking of Justin picking me up from the seat I was in. "Sorry, baby. I was trying to not wake you. You must be tired. Go back to sleep." The thing was. I wasn't tired. I'm still not.

"Okay." I said, laying my head back onto his chest as he held me closer to him and kicked the car door shut, grabbing my backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. He walked into the house, and the scent of warm honey and cinnamon filled my nose, mixing with the lavender and lilac scent of Justin, intertwining with the scent of vanilla and mint of Justin's hair, invading the smell of smoke from a cigarette in Raegan's hoodie. 

"Amber Ray! I didn't know you were here, darling!" I heard a woman's voice boom through out the house. She walked into the door way and she saw Justin with me in his arms. "Oh, sweetheart. Hi, peach." I looked up at Justin and his face was red.

"Nina. This isn't Amber Ray. This is Y/N" Justin said softly to the older woman.

"Oh-yes. Right. Y/N. Sorry, honey. I was thinking--I meant n-" She stumbled to find words.

"It's alright ma'am." I say reassuringly.

"Thank you." She bows her head and leads Justin into the main room. "This is the main room, you know where the bathrooms, bedrooms, and kitchen are. Right, Justin?" He groaned inwardly and cringed.

"Yes, Nina. I know where everything is." He said. She walked up to us, and lightly patted Justin's right cheek and smiled fondly at him, kissing the same cheek, and kissing my forehead.