fixing you||jb

chapter 2

Chapter 2

Mia

I was sitting at the kitchen island with a plate of Oreos and a glass of milk to keep me company. Eliza had gone home and after doing some work in his office, Justin left. I assumed he went to one of his clubs, but not for business purposes.

As I finished my cookies, I heard footsteps approaching the kitchen. Not thinking anything of it, I assumed it was one of the guards, but it turned out to be the devil himself.

"You're up late."

"You're home early." I replied shocked.

"I had work to finish, that's why I came home." His suit was pristine and he looked sober this time.

"You don't need to explain anything to me." I retorted, taking my dishes to the sink.

"Mia, you're being awkward again." He sighed, leaning against the island. I slouched my shoulders and looked at the shining marble floor. "You're still upset about the other night."

"Oh, you mean the night where you screamed at me?"

"I just wanted to talk to you about what happened that night. I was high and drunk and—."

"It's fine, I have a pretty good idea of what happened." I have never cringed so hard in my life. I don't know who he slept with, but I'm a hundred percent sure it wasn't me.

"You're okay with the fact that I cheated on you?" He seemed surprised. I knew that men in our society aren't faithful, even my father.

"Am I okay with it? No. Absolutely not but I kind of expected it. I can't tell you what to do, you're a grown man who can make his own decisions but clearly you thought with your dick not your brain this time." I rubbed my arm.

He squinted his eyes at me. "You think so little of me, don't you?" He inquired.

"I told you, I'm far from naïve. Any man in our life wouldn't miss out on free pussy thrown at them. I just didn't expect you to, or let me rephrase that, I didn't expect you to do it so early on into our marriage. Oh, and I hope you used protection because if we plan on having a child, I don't plan on getting an STD." I walked up to him, his eyes glaring with fury.

"Are you threatening me?" He replied in an ice-cold tone.

"Only when my life is threatened. Keep your whores in order and away from me." And with that I left him standing there as I walked up to our bedroom.

I quickly picked out an outfit and retreated to the bathroom, preparing my hair for a shower. When I finally stepped out of the bathroom, Justin was sat there making me jolt because I clearly did not expect to see him there.

"Next time you plan to threaten me, you better be willing to back up what you say." He muttered emotionlessly as he stood up coming closer to; me backing away until my back pressed the wall. "Don't threaten me. Ever. You threaten me, I punish you." I gulped, feeling the heat from his body.

He just kept smirking, his breath fanning against my cold, wet skin as he trapped me against the wall. His lips pressed against my collarbone, as I tried to push against his chest, but he was way stronger than me. He kept inching up until his lips reached mine and they were softer than anything.

His kiss was rough; feeling myself slip I gripped onto his neck, my nails digging into the back of his neck and his hands travelling down to my ass, squeezing it tightly. I moaned loudly which surprised me and probably him too. He dropped me, our lips disconnecting as an arrogant smirk was plastered onto his face as he walked backwards, still making eye contact with me, until he was out of sight.

I touched my skin, wincing as I felt the tender, bruised skin.

The bastard fucking marked me.

* * * * * * *

As days went by, it became like a routine to lie.

Pretending that Justin and I were a couple, that too a happy one seemed flawless. Only Tatiana and Evie knew I was unhappy, because he wasn't even trying to be acquaintances with me, it was more like we were like roommates. I just always felt so lonely, why did I never deserve love? Why was it always me who had to live in a lie? I had to pretend I was happy when I lived with my parents and now too.

Halfway down the stairs, I notice Justin is stood there with only sweatpants on. He didn't even notice me staring as he was distracted with his phone and the music blasting through his beats didn't really help either.

Making my way down the last step and avoiding touching Justin, I step into the kitchen looking for a snack before I begin to get ready for dinner with Justin's family tonight.

I'm going to be meeting his sister Jazmyn, who's a year younger than me, his two older brothers Jason and Jonah, their wives and his younger brothers Jaxon and Jacob.

"You're not even dressed?" I hear a voice from the bedroom ask me. While looking around my closet I peak out and glance at Justin who was fixing the sleeves on his baby pink button-down shirt and his grey trousers. Does he not own any normal clothes?

"Justin, I'm nervous enough as it is. Please don't bother me." I sighed harshly as I traced my finger against every dress in my closet.

"Mia don't stress about it. It's only my family, its not like we're going to a formal. A top and jeans will be just fine." He reassured, making his way to the closet.

"Justin, you're not helping." I whine, my gaze meeting the floor.

"Mia, look at me. Mia." He said, before he dipped his head lower making my heartbeat to increase. Without thinking about it, she let her eyes flutter close and not even two seconds later I felt them. His soft and gentle lips against mine, almost as if he would hurt me.

I stood there, my hands limp at my sides before I finally kissed him back, a grunt leaving Justin's body. I carefully reached my hands around his neck, bringing him closer to me as our lips moved against each other's. My hands fumbling with the soft hair at the nape of his neck as his own hands cupped my cheeks gently.

It was slow. It was soft. Meaningful.

Perfection.

It wasn't harsh or uncomfortable, but he still made me nervous.

He tugged softly at my bottom lip, a sharp breath leaving me.

After minutes that felt like measly seconds, he made the brave decision to release his lips from mine.

My chest rose and fell quickly, trying to regain my breath and process what had happened.

"You're already out of breath baby. What are you going to do when I show you what I can really do to you?" He said with a smirk as he walked towards my side of the closet, looking through before he found an elegant but not over the top baby blue pink dress. "Get ready Mia." And with that he slapped my ass and walked out.

Ass.