Chapter 10

I woke up in the same position as last night, the only thing visible was Justin's chest. I smiled to myself, breathing in his scent. Jake and I never had done anything like this, and it makes me wish we had. Justin and I probably had a stronger relationship than Jake and I ever did, which made me kinda sad. Jake was my boyfriend, he should've been there for me.

Justin shifted and sighed, opening his eyes. I looked at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Morning," he smiled widely.

"Morning," I whispered.

"Today's the day," he shifted onto his side, facing me.

"What's today?"

"The day we go home," he sighed.

I groaned. "I don't want to leave."

"Me neither," he said. "You want coffee?"

I widened my eyes and nodded which made him laugh. He got up from the bed and walked across the room, in nothing but sweatpants. He poured two cups as I sat up in the bed.

"Let's sit on the balcony," he smiled a little. "I know you like that."

I put on my sweater and grabbed the cup from his hands, thanking him. We walked out to the balcony outside our room, which made me miss home. My home, anyway. I wouldn't be going back for so long. Or what if I don't go back? What if the police find me at Justin's and I get arrested? I couldn't imagine me in prison.

"If I'm going to help you with this," he started quietly. "I need to know."

"Know what?" We both sat down.

"Why you did it," he sighed. "I can't wrap my head around it."

I let out a deep breath. "When I-" my phone rang.

I apologized and walked back into the room, shutting the door.

"Hello?"

"Jess, the store is being searched." Morgan said, breathing heavy.

"What? Why?" I sat on the corner of the bed.

"They know you're associated with the shop so they got a search warrant. I'm scared."

"Oh my god," I could hear Morgan talking to someone else.

"Stay on the phone, okay? I just have to talk to a policeman."

I nodded despite the fact she couldn't hear me. There was ruffling on the phone for awhile, which made me think of the worst that could be happening. What if they found something? Oh, who are you kidding Jess. You didn't hide the body there or anything.

"They found those holes in the wall," she breathed out.

I felt like dying. "What holes?"

"The night you went out to dinner with Mrs. Banks, I found those holes in the wall and thought they were screw holes. They said that they're bullet holes."

My heart dropped to my stomach.

"Jess, did you know anything about this?"

"I can't talk about this right now," I said as I threw all of my clothes in my suitcase.

"Where are you anyway? God, what's going on?"

"I'm coming home."

"I didn't know you left?"

"No, I'm coming home and settling this. I'm sick of hiding," I zipped the suitcase.

"Well if I knew what was going on-"

"I'll see you in a bit," I ended the call.

I opened the door to the balcony. "We're going home," I put my suitcase to the side. "Start packing."

"What? Jess," he said as I went into the bathroom and gathered all of my things off the counter. "Jess," he tried again.

I walked right past him to put my things in another suitcase.

"God damn it Jess!" He grabbed my wrist and spun me around, so I collided with his chest. "You know what would be nice? If you would start telling me what the hell has been going on. Okay, you killed Jake, I get it. But you can't tell me why, you keep disappearing every time you get a phone call, and have been avoiding it every time it gets brought up!" He yelled in my face as I narrowed my eyes at him.

I ripped my wrists out of his grip and scowled at him. "I didn't ask you to do anything for me. You just moved here, and as far as I'm concerned, this has nothing to do with you."

"I'm trying to help-"

"And look how far that's gotten." My voice cracked. "Do you think this is easy on me?"

"Of course not."

"Do you think I'm calm about this situation?"

"No, it's just-"

"Because I can tell you right now, it's the exact opposite!" I knocked the lamp off the desk next to me and threw it on the floor. I didn't care anymore. "Everything's messed up!" I sobbed and hit the wall. "Messed up," I sobbed one final time.

Justin didn't do anything to stop me, but he didn't help me either. "No matter how hard life gets, you need to learn who's there for you and who isn't." I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "Because I'm here for you, but that's so hard for you to get through your damn head." I shook my head, another tear falling down my cheek. "I'll meet you in the car."___________________________

The car ride home was anything but comfortable. We had been driving almost half an hour with no words said. I turned on the radio to try and ease the tension, which he turned off immediately. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. He's been so unreasonable lately. Okay, we got in a couple fights. So what? He shouldn't be so immature about it.

We kept driving with nothing but silence. I ran my tongue over my teeth and rolled my eyes. This was awkward. I thought about just telling him why I killed Jake, but he's so pissed off at the moment it made me pissed off, so I decided against it. I reached for the radio a second time but before I could even reach it he slapped my hand away.

Appalled, I unbuckled my seatbelt. "Stop the car." I said.

"What?"

"Stop the damn car!" I said with fury.

He swerved to the side of the road, but no one cared since we were literally in the middle of no where. I unlocked my door and got out, slamming the door.

"What the hell?" Justin yelled, getting out and slamming the door himself.

"Go on without me," I called as I started walking the other direction. "Seems that you'd rather have it that way."

"Knock it off Jess. Get in the car." He walked quickly after me.

"Why should you care?!" I spun around, which made him stop dead in his tracks in front of me.

He opened his mouth to reply, but shut it soon after, which answered my question.

I rolled my eyes and turned on my heels, walking once again. "There's a gas station two miles back," I called over my shoulder. "I'll hitch a ride there."

"I'm not letting you get in the car with some stranger!" He said, walking after me.

I kept walking, faster and faster until he grabbed my upper arm, whipping me around. "Get in the car." He said with force.

"You're not the boss of-" before I could finish he grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground, walking back to the car.

I kicked and screamed, and I was serious this time. This wasn't cute.

"This would be a lot easier if you cooperated Jess," he said in my ear as he flung open the passenger door, throwing me inside.

I felt like a little kid, being picked up and pushed around. I hated it. He jumped in the other side and made a huge fake smile which made me want to puke. "Next time you think I'm dumb enough to let you wander off in a fricken barren wasteland, think again." He started the car with force, and zoomed off.

I couldn't believe him right now. Pushing me around, yelling at me like a little kid, I didn't deserve this. I don't know what I ever saw in him.

We made it an hour without talking. My phone was dead so it's not like I had anything to do. Justin wouldn't let me turn on the radio, I thought I was going to explode.

"I spy something green," I turned my head to look at him which resulted in him looking at me like I was crazy.

"What?"

"I spy something green," I repeated, smiling a little.

He didn't say anything for a moment, then sighed. "The trees."

"Nope."

"The radio buttons?"

I shook my head and he laughed lightly. "The grass."

I smiled. "Your turn."

"Why don't you take a nap Jess," he said. "You're tired."

I frowned on the inside. Why was he so moody?

"Like I said on the way here, I don't sleep in cars. Guess you'll have to put up with me." I leaned back in my chair.

"Why are you so stubborn?" His hands clenched the wheel.

I stared at him with nothing but anger. "Are you seriously saying I'm stubborn because I don't do what ever you tell me to do? God, you're not the boss of me."

He didn't say anything. Neither of us said anything for a long time. I don't know how I'm going to survive living with Justin. This trip was supposed to get us away from it all, but he ruined it. All of it. I didn't want to live with him by any means.

After a long and painful hour and a half, we were about twenty minutes away from Hampstead. I couldn't even take it, how long I'd been sitting here. No words said. Nothing to do. He wasn't making it any better.

It was pitch black outside, which obviously meant it was late. I looked at the digital clock in the car, which read 10:48 pm. I internally groaned from how tired I was, but there was still no way I was going to sleep in this car.

"Do you have all your stuff?" Justin said which made me jump, considering no one had talked in hours.

"Yeah," I said a little too quietly.

He paused for a moment. "We don't need to make a stop at your house then?"

"Nope," I sighed. I eyed the radio, needing something to keep me awake. "Can we please turn on the radio?"

"No," he said.

"Why?" I dragged out the word.

"Because," he said sharply. "Can you ever listen?"

We pulled into his driveway but I wasn't feeling any relief. "Guess not." I said, getting out and slamming the door.

I grabbed four of my bags from the trunk, set them inside, then came back and grabbed the other four. Justin walked in, and eyed all my stuff sitting in the front door.

"God, why do you have so much stuff?" He rolled his eyes.

"What is the problem?" I yelled, making his eyes widen slightly. "Why are you being so bitchy and rude? The reason I have so much 'stuff' is because I'm going to be staying here for quite some time. Unless, what, you don't want me to?" I tapped my foot, completely losing my patience.

"Of course I want you to but-"

"Because I don't know what the hell has been going on. I mean, we said about three words to each other on the way home. That's not like us! Non of this is." I said.

He didn't say anything, just ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.

"What's wrong?" My whispered voice cracked which made me feel embarrassed at the fact I was getting emotional over this.

"Nothing's wrong!" He yelled, which made a tear fall down my cheek. We never talked to each other this way.

I wiped my face and took a breath, not wanting him to know he was affecting me.

"Tell me this Jess," he took a step closer. "When was one time you've ever helped me with anything?"

I didn't say anything, just stared at him with tears in my eyes.

"Look around you Jess!" He gestured with his arms. "You're living in my house! I took you on a fricken vacation, I'm lying to the police just to keep you safe!"

He was right. Everything he said was true. "If you care about me 'so' much, then why are you treating me like shit?" I questioned quietly. "I mean, I'm living in your house, you took me on a vacation, you're lying to the police, all for what? Because you hate me?" I laughed humorously. "We both know that's not the case." I crossed my arms over my chest.

He paused for awhile. "Second door on the left," he said. "That's your room. Night." He walked past me, hitting my shoulder with his and walked to his room.

I felt anger rise up inside of me that I couldn't help. "I'm going home!" I screamed.

Justin spun around and started walking back over to me. I grabbed two suitcases in each hand and Justin took them back. "Stop Jess," he said quietly.

"You don't even care about me." I felt tears run down my cheeks as I opened the door, but he shut it from behind me. Spinning around, he pinned me against the door, grabbed my face, and crashed his lips against mine. I couldn't breathe, he wasn't giving me the chance. He pushed me up against the door with his body as his lips attacked mine. One of his hands cupped my neck while the other pushed on the back of my head, pushing my face into his. I was out of breath completely when I felt both of his hands slip over my hips, his kisses making their way to my neck. I felt like I was on cloud nine, my head laid back against the door. He sucked on my neck gently, his hands wrapped around me at the waist. I was almost nervous, it felt like he was being a little rough. Not that I was complaining, I just was nervous as to what he would do next. He brought his lips back to mine, which caught me off guard. His hands now made their way to the backs of my thighs, where he pulled me off the ground, my legs wrapping around his waist. While his lips were still sealed with mine, he walked over to the couch laying me down gently. He was an amazing kisser, it made me lose myself. I couldn't explain what I was feeling. He hovered over me, still kissing me tenderly. He started to kiss my jawbone, then back to my neck. I tried not to moan, he was making it so hard. He worked his way back up to my lips, and after a few more minutes of kissing me, he pulled away.

"Don't ever say I don't care about you."___________________________

OMFG. i don't even think you know how excited i was to write this chapter. holy mannn. thanks for reading, i'm really excited to see where this book will go!

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