If I Die... (Final Ending to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 5

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Chapter song: Common Denominator by Justin Bieber
(Christie's pov)
I woke up before Justin, which means I'm gonna make breakfast. I put on some clothes then went to get Drew.
"Hey baby"
I cooed in his ear and carried him to the bathroom to bathe him. I hope whatever comes in the future doesn't effect Drew. That's the last thing I want. After I bathed him, I gave him his baby bottle to suck on while I made both his and Justin's breakfast. For Justin, I made omelets, and for Drew, I mixed baby food. I heard a knock at the door and walked up to it. I peeked through the peephole to see Za's brother.
"Shit"
I stepped away and hurried back into the kitchen. Just ignore him. The knocking stopped, then my phone buzzed. Don't answer it. I didn't, but a text message popped up saying "I see u". Once I read that, I gasped in fear and held Drew close. I looked around to see nothing. Za's brother wasn't at the door anymore. My phone buzzed again saying "don't be scared baby". I dropped my phone on the table and rushed upstairs to see Justin zipping his pants up.
"Justin"
I stood close to him.
"What's up, babe?"
He had concern in his eyes.
"He's watching me"
I held Drew close to my chest.
"Who?"
He seemed tense.
"Za's brother"
I whispered.
"Him? What the fuck?"
Justin walked downstairs.
"He was texting me"
I added, but I realized my phone wasn't on the table anymore. I froze. Surely I'm not seeing things. I swear my phone was there.
"What, babe? Are you sure?"
Justin walked outside then came back in.
"Justin, I swear my phone was right there. I know it was"
I was screaming inside.
"Calm down, baby. Maybe you're just tired"
He stroked my hair and kissed my cheek.
"you made omelets? Oh shit, yes"
He took the plate and started eating.
"...Yea"
I stared at the empty space where my phone used to be. I'm not crazy. I know what I saw. I swear. My phone is gone. Someone must be or must've been in this house. How else would my phone be gone? Man, this is-
The doorbell rung.
"I'll get it"
I looked through the peephole to see a very familiar girl. Stephanie. My heart dropped. I refused to open it...but I did it anyways.
"Oh, it's you again. Wow, you look terrible. Is Justin here?"
Stephanie's words made me feel insulted. Her stomach was visible and her shorts were wayyy too short. I was about to shut the door when Justin interrupted.
Who is it, ba-oh"
The way Justin looked at her made me get pissed.
"Justin, it's so nice to see you again"
Stephanie hugged Justin tight. Justin took one look at my annoyed expression then pulled away from her.
"Stephanie, what are you doing here?"
He took a step back towards me.
"I thought I'd come by for a visit"
She smiled.
"Why?"
Justin's eyes were on her cleavage. Are you kidding me?
"I don't know. Oh, is this your maid?"
She looked at me devilishly. She knew damn well that I wasn't a maid. I sighed irritably and stormed upstairs. Who the hell is she to Justin? Why is she even here? How does Justin know her? I was unsure on how to feel about this, but I know I'm definitely not happy.
"Christie, don't get mad"
Justin walked in the room.
"Tell me"
I ordered sharply.
"She's my ex. I don't know why she's here, or how she found me. I'm gonna make her leave. Don't get upset, baby"
He held my hand. He has no idea what she's put my through.
"...Fine, but I'm not talking to her"
I barged outside, ignored Stephanie, and grabbed Drew.
"Aw, you have a baby?"
She gave Justin a worried yet excited look.
"Stephanie, I think you should leave"
Justin led her outside. I switched my attention to Drew and decided to let him take a nap.
"Sleep tight, baby"
I kissed his head and set him in his crib. When I walked into our room, I sighed. How did Justin's ex end up here? Why does it have to be Stephanie? She's the one who made my life a living hell for 6 years. For all I know, Justin could've called her up. He could be cheating on me. What if I'm not good enough. Have I been doing a bad job? Probably so. I mean, look at me. I'm hideous. I can't stand myself. I hate to say this, but Stephanie would probably do a better job than me. I mean, Justin was checking her out. This hurts. Doesn't Justin love me? Am I not good enough? I just wanna kn-...wait. I saw something. My phone. I searched through it, and it was exactly the same. Am I insane? I swear someone was here. My phone can't go from the dining room table to our bed out of nowhere.
"Ok, Christie, she's gone"
Justin entered the room.
"I don't care"
I muttered.
"Christie, don't be like that. You know I love you"
He put his arms around me.
"Don't make me doubt it"
I turned away and walked out.
"Christie"
He followed me.
"How did she end up here?"
I asked again.
"I don't know. Christie, don't you believe me?"
We argued in the middle of the hallway.
"I don't know"
I shook my head.
"Take my phone. Look through it. I'm not hiding anything from you"
He put his phone in my hand and walked downstairs. I now felt guilty and shameful. How stupid am I? Justin cheating on me? Yea, right. Why would I think that? I'm such a terrible wife. No, I'm a terrible person. Inside and out. I sat where I was standing, on the floor, and started to cry. I cried, because I hate myself. I'm a pretty fucked up person to think Justin would cheat on me. I laid on the floor and sobbed. I heard a door shut and looked to see nothing. There were footsteps, but I don't know who they belonged to. I sniffled quietly and looked underneath the door and saw a pair of shoes. My heart dropped. Someone's here.
"Justin"
I whispered, because my voice was still sore from crying. I broke into a run and went downstairs to see Justin on the couch.
"Justin"
I ran next to him. Shit, what about Drew? Crap.
"Christie, are you ok?"
His eyes noticed I was crying.
"No, Justin, someone's here"
I tugged his arm, and he followed me.
"What do you mean? Who's here?"
He followed me upstairs.
"Shh"
I pointed to the room and looked underneath the door. It opened by Justin.
"Nothing. Christie. are you ok?"
He kneeled on the floor. I shook my head. I'm not ok at all. I feel like I'm seeing things, but I know I'm not.
"I'm sorry, Justin"
I sniffled.
"Hey, it's fine. Don't cry, baby"
He hugged me close.
"I'm scared"
I hugged him close.
"Why, baby?"
He held me comfortingly.
"Is someone after us?"
I mumbled.
"...I won't let anyone hurt you guys"
He kissed my head.
"I need to get Drew"
I rushed into Drew's room and happily found him sleeping. I sighed in relief and sat near his crib.
"You're so beautiful"
Justin sat beside me.
"Thanks"
I didn't, I couldn't believe his words. I just couldn't.
"I will protect you and Drew. I promise. Don't worry about anything, baby"
He pressed me against his warm chest.
"..Ok"
I whispered. But I had to worry about everything. Especially Drew.