Married To Protect You (DISCONTINUED; NEW AUTHOR)

Thirty-Four:- Damaged and Fading

~Justin’s point of view~

 Crap! Crap! Crap! You’re such an idiot! You just had to let your insecurities fuck this up! I paced back and forth at the back of the crowd. They kept staring at me but this time, I gave them a hard cold glare making them cower away.

       “What am I going to do?” I kept mumbling the same thing. Quit feeling guilty and go find her, you idiot! My conscience’s right. I have to go find her. I left the spot and go back to our dorm. I turned the knob and look inside to find no sign of her. Just cleanly made beds. I cursed under breath and went to look for her in other places. I decided to go look in the indoor mall.

       This cruise ship is super huge. How am I going to find her when it feels like a maze like in the book Maze Runner. I felt like Thomas in the book. Didn’t know what to do and tried to find a way out. For me, I’m trying to find the girl that I love. I sighed and balled my hands into fists. A memory of her in tears and looking broken flashed into my mind making my heart ache.

       “Argh, stupid insecure Justin.” I grumbled and went to look for her. I shouted for her name which of course doesn’t usually works as to someone who doesn’t want to be found but any possibility is worth a shot.

       As I paced to look for her, people stared at me like I’m some sort of lunatic. They don’t know my problem. I even went to search in the ladies washroom. I didn’t care. I love this girl so much that I would even look in the bottom of the ocean. Of course I would need diving equipment though.

       Finally, I went out to back of the ship where there was nobody around and it was quiet with the view of the sea. I’ve searched for her everywhere and I mean, everywhere. I care for her and if she got caught in a situation like in the music store with David . . . Wait.

       What if David saw her and caught her? What if she was helpless in his grip lock? Oh shit! No, it can’t be. My breathing got heavier by the minute. Worries filled my head. I don’t know where to find her. What if she trip and fell on her head that could make her unconscious? I was panting as I paced back and forth. I didn’t know what to do. I’m so pathetic.

       “If you keep pacing like that, you’re gonna make a hole that could sink this ship.” A voice spoke breaking the silence. I jumped and turned on my heel. The crease on my forehead flattened and the weight lifted off my shoulders. I ran and wrapped my arms around Darielle’s waist. I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around my waist as her palms were on my shoulders.

       She was shocked by my actions but stayed in the position. I dug my head in between her breasts and sobbed. “I’m so sorry!” I wailed and kept saying it over and over. “I love you so much. I’m sorry for underestimating you and the love we have. I wasn’t thinking! M-My insecurities got the best of me a-and . . . I’m sorry!”

       I was sobbing so hard that a baby would laugh. “You came into my life a-at a bad time when I truly h-hated who I was a-and what I had become. I was broken, damaged and fading. B-But you fought your way in and saved me. Y-You loved me and by doing so; you made me love myself too.” I sniffled and I bet her shirt was wet but I’m glad she didn’t pull away.

       It was a few minutes when I felt her wrap her arms around my neck and hugged me as tight as I did. “You built your wall so high that no one could climb it.” She whispered as she grabbed my face gently to look at her. “But, I’m glad I didn’t give up and climbed anyway.” She smiled and kissed my forehead before hugging me again.

       My lips quivered for a while but it stopped and my sobs were now silent. I just enjoyed Darielle in my arms. “I’m so sorry.” I whispered as I lift my head up to look at her. She shushed and kissed my dried tears. “You’re forgiven, babe.”

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       “Now seniors, as we’re on our way to send you back home, I want to know what you have learned throughout the whole trip during the cruise.” Our homeroom teacher spoke. I sighed as I looked down at my hands. Darielle and I sat at the same spot when we both met on the bus. We sat at the back in the corner at the window seat. I let Darielle sit there as she doesn’t like people.

       “Miss Jones?” Our homeroom teacher spoke making both me and Darielle turn to look at her. “What have you learnt?” She asked as everyone on the bus turn around and stared. Seriously?

       I looked at Darielle as she sighed with the look of boredom across her face. “I’ve learnt that . . . being on a cruise where you don’t like anybody—except for Justin—can really suck at times.” She spoke bluntly as I gave her a look but she ignored it. “Yet, being on it has been interesting for me only because I have someone I love with me.” I gulped at her words.

       “That’s not the only thing. I’ve observed every senior and I have to say; you guys are really easy to read.” A smug grin came across her face as I glance to see the reactions of the others. Nervous.

       I lightly slapped her on her thigh. “Since I’m not that bad of a person, I won’t tell you what I know about you. You just have to figure it out on your own.” She spoke and laid her head on my shoulder. I had no idea what the heck just happened and judging on the looks of the other seniors, they were really anxious.

       “O-Okay. Well, thanks for your thoughts . . . Miss Jones.” Our homeroom teacher cleared her throat and sat back down without a word. I sighed and watched as we drove by trees and neighborhoods. “Dari?” I whispered as she hummed in response. “You’re a blunt person.” I spoke truthfully. She chuckled and snuggled closer. “So I’ve been told.”

       I chuckled with her. “You really are something.” I mumbled. “I don’t sugar coat what I say to people sometimes.” She said as I traced the lines of her palm. I smiled at how small her hands were compared to mine. “I’ve learned that.” I told as I sighed and snuggled closer to her too. Silence took over and just leaving the sound of the engine of the bus.

       “Darielle.” I whispered as she looked up at me. I stared into her beautiful brown eyes. “Yes?” I let out a breath.

       “When sadness was the sea, you taught me how to swim.”

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