Between Us ➳ [J.B]

Chapter 4: She's Mine

Arielle's POV

I quickly run towards Justin to grab onto his muscular arm.

God he's so fucking ripped.
Stop, this is not the time.

He was about to shrug me off aggressively until he saw the pleading look in my eyes. I waited for a few seconds in silence starring into his eyes , hearing him breathe heavily.

Mark's groan snapped me out of the well known trance Justin seems to put me in every time our eyes meet. I slowly removed my hand and turned around to check on Mark.

"Mark?!?" He blinked slowly, the amount of time between each blink scarring me.

I heard Justin laugh loudly behind me and I glared at him mentally telling him to shut the hell up.

"What the fuck are you laughing at?" I spat frustrated.

"Oh I don't know it's just hilarious how you act like you care about this ass wipe." He smirked at me.

"Well you wouldn't know shit when it comes to caring about people. I think you need to leave before things get uglier ." I crossed my arms over my chest trying to at least seem somewhat dominant during this little discussion.

Of course I failed as I saw still that stupid stupid smirk .

"Can you guys both shut the fuck up!" Mark suddenly yelled causing me to jump in surprise.

He slowly got up holding onto his head, blood all over his face.

"Up for round two so soon buddy ? Don't talk to my girl like that!" Justin got up in his face and pushed him away as he grabbed onto my waist.

I looked down at his arm and decided to dig my nails into his arm because at this point, I didn't know what to say.

Mark laughed sarcastically, "Your girl? Listen Beaver boy, I don't give a fuck about what you guys had in the past. Look at her left hand , you see that ring? That means she's MINE." I looked up at Justin and saw his eyes get a little water and I felt horrible . He looked down, biting the side of his cheek.

Without another word, Justin looked at us once more then walked through the back yard , I couldn't help but follow him with my eyes .

He looked back quickly flicking Mark off then kicking over Mark's tools .

I couldn't help but giggle.

I'm in love with an ass

........

Marks been ignoring me the whole day claiming I "don't deserve his attention" because I'm apparently a bad wife for stoping Justin.

Psh okay

As I'm making dinner for myself I hear Mark come down stairs.

He walks towards the freezer and grabs and ice pack, placing it onto his swollen cheek.

Is it bad that this isn't the first time Justin beat him up?

"I'm not sure if you've learned yet ,but violence is never the answer when it comes to Justin. " I said smartly smirking since he couldn't see me.

I could sense his eye roll

"You know what's cute Elle?" I hate when he calls me that. "The fact that you think this is all some fucking joke. Your stupid little ex just came to OUR HOUSE to cause a scene and you're over here blaming me?! I'm sorry I was trying to be a good husband and asking him to nicely go away. I knew you were upset and I just wanted to spend time with you!" Marks jaw "clenched" or whatever the hell it was doing .

Justin's jaw clench is better.

"You were not asking him to leave nicely that's complete utter bullshit. Justin might hate your guts he's not the type of person to get violent unless provoked. I'm tired of playing games and I'm fucking tired of pretending like I'm happy in this dumb marriage!" Once I was done shouting I let out a relieved sigh.

"Fine you know what, I'm tired of you being an ungrateful, selfish bitch. I do too much for you , so when you're done acting like this let me know . This isnt the women I married . I'm done." He shrugs as if what he had just said didn't matter.

Before he could walk out of the room I blocked the doorway and slapped him .

"Don't fucking talk to me like that." I looked him head to toe in disgust then walked away as I heard him angrily slam the door shut .

Sorry I took so long to update! Since this chapter does seem a little short , I'll update again soon !

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