Chapter Thirty Eight
Justin's P.O.V.
Lexie had eventually calmed down, well enough to stop crying. She still wasn't telling me everything, I could tell but at least she wasn't as upset. Her phone kept ringing but she turned it off so it wouldn't bother her. I wanted to know what she was thinking, I wanted to know what her dad said, and I wanted to know what Bradley did.
She had scooted up closer to me entwining our legs while we laid there. Now she kept watching me as she traced my lips with her finger. It looked like she was in deep thought about everything. Maybe the more she was with me the easier it was for her to leave her family.
I honestly didn't want to say anything or interrupt what she was thinking. As long as she was with me, I was fine. I wasn't worrying about her calling me up crying because of her family or praying she was alright alone with them.
My arm was propped under her head to give her support, she was really weak for some reason. Thankfully she stopped shaking after she drank some water and was done crying. I watched her eyes seeing all kinds of emotions running through them. Even if she didn't tell me anything I knew.
Right now she was staring at me like I was the best thing that had ever happened to her. That she was in love, with me. To think she actually fell for me blew my mind, out of all the guys she could be with she chooses me. It's almost like there was no question in her mind there would be anyone else and I was happy with that.
"Love" I whispered bringing her out of trance. "What did Bradley mean he knew what you were thinking?"
"It's not important" she said a little too quickly and I knew she was lying.
That's when it clicked, I knew exactly what that meant. "Yes it is important!" I shouted, it hurt me to know what she attempted to do. "Stop thinking I don't care because I do! Lexie love, let me in completely"
She sighed looking down, "Why? You'll be leaving in a couple of weeks and I'll probably never hear from you again. What is it to you I'm happy? I'm probably just your summer fling, I bet you have a girl back home just waiting for you. All you want is to get me vulnerable enough to make a move. As soon as you go back I'll be forgotten, you honestly don't care so quit pretending you do" there was so much rage in her eyes and bitterness in her voice I could have sworn this was not the same girl I had been dating.
Is this what her dad did to her? He made her believe that? "What did he say to you?"
"That you men are all the same, I'm never going to find one that truly cares. I can't believe I fell for you that I listened to Kara. There's no such thing as true love" she said rolling away from me to get off the bed.
I quickly grabbed her waist rolling her on her back as I trapped her between my hands. "Everything we have done this summer, all the things we've gone through it means nothing?"
She laughed coldly, she was in some sort of trance. "Why should it? You don't actually love me"
I knew this wasn't what she actually thought. Maybe when she tried to commit suicide it put her into a dangerous thought process. "Lexie love you have to come back to me" I pressed my lips against hers over and over again trying to snap her out of this.
Eventually she started responding by kissing me back. She ran her fingers through my hair holding me to her, this is what she wanted. To be loved by someone that truly loved her back. She pulled away staring directly into my eyes as I watched her.
Tears started falling down her cheeks before she sighed, "I'm so sorry"
I rested my forehead against hers willing to do anything to make her stop crying. "I love you and you know that"
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Fire With Fire
Teen FictionJustin moved away from his hometown ten years ago. He had lost all contact from his best friend from third grade, Lexie. Every day he thought about her. How was she doing? Did she still live in California? Has she forgotten about him? Well thanks to...