One Shots - JDB

Chapter 1. Cheater

I took the last few steps toward our apartment complex. It was raining like crazy and I was completely drenched.

The last few weeks had been hard on me and on my relationship with Justin. I had to go back to my parents in a different state because my dad got really sick and my mom needed help because she worked full time and obviously couldn't be at two places at once. It wasn't the best timing, since Justin had just gotten back from loads of business related trips and we hadn't been together in a while.

I've always been insecure and I've always needed a lot of confirmation. It's really hard seeing everyone be in love with him. He was mesmerizing, when he walked into a room, every woman's head turned. It was hard to fathom that he loved me and it was even harder when he was across the country. We fought a lot about him being with other girls and me being insecure. I had a lot of trust issues that stemmed from previous relationships and it really messed me up for good. Justin was the first person to really get how that made me feel and wouldn't make me feel like I was crazy, but the more time we spent apart the more distant he got. For him it was out of sight, out of mind and that was scary.

He was supposed to pick me up but I guess he forgot. I didn't want to start another fight so I just took the bus home from the airport. I greeted the security guys when I made it into the lobby and walked towards the elevators. I saw myself in the reflection and smiled sheepishly. I didn't look my best right now. I couldn't wait to get into the hot shower, climb into bed next to him and warm myself up.

When I got out of the elevator on our floor, I fiddled with my keys by the front door because I was so cold I could barely feel my fingertips.

As soon as I got in, I took off my soaking wet jacket and left my suitcase and bag at the door. I softly closed it behind me. It was around 11 and I figured maybe he had already fallen asleep.

I got a weird feeling in my stomach when I left the hallway and walked through our living room. The lights were on and I saw shoes I didn't recognize on the floor by the couch.

It felt as if I was on autopilot, my feet kept walking. Our bedroom door was opened slightly and while holding my breath, I pushed it open further and froze in place when I saw them.

It didn't take long for him to notice me, as when I opened the door, light from the living room lit up the bedroom.

The next moments felt like something straight out of a movie. He got up, putting boxers on while stumbling towards me. He was apologizing and saying my name over and over while the girl looked absolutely horrified.

My ears were ringing like I'd just been to a concert, I could barely hear what he was saying. I walked backwards, back into the living room when he began to get closer to me. His hand went toward my face and I shook my head slowly. "Don't fucking touch me," I managed to say, softly.

I couldn't help but think of this as my fault. Like I shouldn't have left. I kept seeing the image of her on top of him in our sheets and it made me nauseous, I literally wanted to puke. I walked back to the front door, he followed me.

"Babe, please stay, I'm so sorry, it was one time, it didn't mean anything, I didn't know you were coming back today, I'm so sorry," He kept rambling on. His eyes were big and apologetic, like he meant it.

My whole body felt numb. The only thing I felt was my heart banging in my chest like it wanted to jump out.

My hand reached for my dry wintercoat and Justin tried to take it from me, wanting me to not leave but I couldn't stay. I let go of the coat, leaving it in his hands. I grabbed my suitcase and walked back to the elevators, pushing the button maybe 5 times.

"Don't leave me, please. Come back inside, we should talk about this. Let me explain, please hear me out. I'm so glad you're back, please don't go," He pleaded and I could hear in his voice that he was close to crying. It made my heart hurt.

Against my better judgement, I turned and looked at him. He was holding my coat and was standing a few feet away from me.

"I can't do this," I whispered and as realization hit me, tears started rolling down my cheeks.