I Was Made For You

7.

"if you think i'm having sex with you back there you're wrong"

Emma's POV

I am the definition of broken. I have nothing more left in me. Justin being back, back in my life, it's just so over whelming at the moment. I should be happy he's back right? Wrong. I don't think he's back because he misses me or anything. I think he's back because he found out about what I was doing, how I was depressed and my mental disorder and he feels bad for me. If that's the only reason he's here then I don't want him here.

It felt good though, get say everything I did to Justin, get everything I've been wanting to tell him out. All my anger and feelings were let out. Hell I even punched and hit him and he didn't stop me. He said he want's me even though I'm broken, but until he can put back the pieces like he says he want to, I won't believe it.

I woke up and I looked at the clock and saw that it was 11. Damn, seven hours of sleep. That's the most sleep I've had in weeks. I stayed in bed for a few minutes before getting up. I opened my door and went into the kitchen. Justin was sitting on the couch in just his pajama pants watching TV drinking coffee I think. He turned his head towards me and a very small smiled appeared on his face for a slight second. He pointed towards the counter before turning his attention back towards the TV. I looked at the counter and there was a glass of water with my daily pills sitting next to it. I haven't been taking my pills as much as I should have. I'm supposed to take them everyday, but lately I've been taking them every other day. I just don't care anymore.

I swallowed my pills and drank all the water. I grabbed a bagel and poured myself a cup of coffee before walking into the family room area and sitting on the chair, pulling my knees up and sitting on my feet.

"The History Channel? Really?" I asked without looking away from the TV.

"Yes the history channel."Justin giggled. I've missed his laugh. A lot. I slightly smiled back at him.

"I've missed your smile" he said. I looked at him and then back at the TV, taking a bite of my bagel.

"So what do you have planned for today?" he asked me taking a sip of his coffee. I hate small talk, it's just awkward.

"Uhmm, nothing. Same as everyday." I said looking down at my coffee cup.

"Well, that's going to change. Starting today." he said getting up and walking into the kitchen.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I shot at him.

"It means, your going somewhere today, getting out of this apartment. With me." he said. I rolled my eyes.

"Now, finish your bagel, and go take a shower and get ready." he said pulling me up from my chair and pushing me towards the bathroom before I could argue.

I turned on the water and made sure it was warm. I stepped in, letting the hot water hit my skin. I washed my hair and shaved my legs. I stepped out of the shower and realized I had no towel,

"Fuck" I whispered. As much as I didn't want to do this, I had no other choice,

"Justin!" I yelled.

"What" he yelled back.

"I forgot a towel! Can you bring me one please" I yelled back. I heard him walking down the hall and the door opened. I stuck my head out of the shower curtain along with my hand and grabbed the towel from him,

"Thank you" I said plainly with a little smile. He smiled back before leaving and closing the door. I wrapped the towel around my body and walked across the hall into my room. I put on my bra and panties and decided to wear some skinny jeans, a flowered tank top, and a white cardigan. I quickly straightened my hair. I walked out of my room and into the family room to see Justin already dressed and ready. He was wearing skinny jeans and a navy blue pullover jacket sweater thing or whatever with some matching navy blue vans. His hear wasn't messed up like usual and his glasses were on as always. He looked at me up and down and looked like he was, sad?