Confusion (Sequel to I Wish...)

Chapter 35

(Justin's pov)
-4am-
I feel like shit for breaking my promise to Becca. It's all my fault. I just wanna punch her bastard ex boyfriend. He should go to hell for doing that to her. My poor babygirl. She did nothing to deserve all this crap.
"I'm so scared, Justin."
Becca started to cry again. She hasn't slept all night. We were in the tour bus sleeping on the couch.
"You're safe now, baby. I can promise you that for sure."
I stroked her hair and felt my neck get damp with tears again.
"That's what you said last time."
She sniffled and mumbled in my neck.
"I know, Becca. I was stupid. I should've done more to protect you, but I swear that you're safe now."
I caressed her back and kissed her head.
"My head hurts."
She touched her head with her fingers.
"I'll get you some medicine, baby."
I got up and opened a bottle of Advil for Becca.
"Take two, bae."
I handed her the pills and a glass of water. She sat up painfully and took the pills.
"Thank you."
She winced from moving her arm.
"Are you tired?"
I put the water up.
"Not really."
She sighed and narrowed her eyes.
"Wanna share a poptart?"
I offered her, even though I was pretty tired myself.
"Ok."
She took half of the cinnamon pop tart and took a bite.
"I know you're hurt, bae, but I promise you'll get better. I'm gonna be here for you. Are you gonna let this ruin our fun?"
I stroked her hair and tried to help you feel better.
"No."
She mumbled with the pop tart between her lips.
"Then I suggest you get back up and flip that son of a bitch off."
I encouraged her to not let one dumbass guy bring her down.
"Flip him off?"
She cracked open a smile.
"Yea, give him what he deserves, make him a knuckle sandwich and spit on it with a nice glass of go-to-hell."
I grinned and chuckled a bit.
"That sounds yummy."
Becca giggled sarcastically.
"You see where I'm going with this?"
I held her hand and sat beside her.
"Yea."
She nodded and snuggled in my chest.
"I have a photo shoot tomorrow, so I was thinking after I finish, we can do something fun?"
I suggested in the dimness of the bus. We were here alone, but there were a few people watching the bus.
"Yea, that sounds cool."
She smiled against my chest.
"I love you."
I kissed her head softly.
"I love you too, Justy."
She whispered. We ended up falling asleep after all, inside each other's warmth.
-9am-
I had to go to a photo shoot, but Becca didn't want to go. She wanted to stay at the hotel, because she was scared. We even switched to another hotel, the Westin.
"Are you sure you want to stay, baby?"
I put on a simple gray tshirt. I'm sure I'll have to change into something else at the shoot.
"Yea, are Ryan and Chaz nearby?"
Becca was still paranoid about everything, and I wouldn't blame her.
"Yea, they're in the room next to this one."
I kissed her cheek.
"Ok, have fun, Justin."
She sounded like she didn't want me to leave.
"I'll be back as soon as I can for some real fun."
I kissed her lovingly before walking out.
. . .
When I arrived at the shoot, my photographer greeted me.
"I'm Jon, I'll be your photographer. I've heard you're a nice guy."
He shook my hand.
"I guess I am."
I grinned nicely at him.
"Well, we can get started by getting you into something nice."
He gave me a white dress shirt, slacks, and dress shoes. After I changed into the clothes, I was greeted by a girl. She had dirty blonde hair and pouty lips. Her waist was small, but her ass was huge. I don't mean I like her, but it's kinda hard to not notice.
"Hi, I'm Chantel Jeffries. I'm modeling with you."
She had a nice smile and shook my hand. She was wearing a tight pink mini dress.
"Nice to meet you, Chantel. I'm Justin."
I smiled friendly at her.
"I like your hair, Justin."
She complimented me, and I grinned appreciatively.
"Alright, are you two ready?"
The photographer asked us.
"Yea."
I answered him then felt a few hair stylists and designers fix me up.
(Becca's pov)
Justin said we're gonna have so much fun when he comes back. He told me he was gonna give me relaxation and a special dinner, all in this room. I don't feel safe going outside. I don't even feel safe alone. In the meantime, I curled my hair for a change; then I painted my nails a deep red. I admired them once I finished. As my nails dried, I got on my phone and searched Bieber-News. I want to know what Beliebers are up to. Plus, I'm a pretty big Belieber myself. I saw a newly released photo of Justin's photo shoot. It showed Justin holding a girl's waist, and the girl with her hands on his chest. I furrowed my eyebrows and studied the picture. Justin didn't tell me he was modeling with a girl. I don't know why, but I wanted to punch something. I think it's jealously, but I just want to scream. If it wouldn't have been for my nails, I would've started a fight with my pillow. Instead I sighed and collapsed on the bed.
-12pm-
"Becca, I'm back, beautiful."
Justin's voice exclaimed with the sound of the door closing.
"Aw, are you tired, bae?"
Justin stood in front of the bed and took his shirt off.
"I guess."
I mumbled, remembering the picture that was taken earlier.
"Ready for a day of relaxation?"
He grinned jokingly. I couldn't help but smile at his words.
"Stay there and take your clothes off."
He was about to walk off when I stopped him.
"Take my clothes off?"
I gave him a flustered look.
"Except for your underwear."
He smirked then went into the bathroom. I rolled my eyes then took my shirt and shorts off.
"You have three choices, babe. Strawberry vanilla, banana coconut, or orange mint."
Justin returned with 3 lotion bottles.
"Uhm...strawberry vanilla."
I laid face down on the bed as he opened the light pink bottle. I felt his creamy hands rub against my back. His thumbs and knuckles dug into the most stressful spots of my back and on my neck. I winced and moaned as he loosened the stress from my back.
"How are feeling today, babygirl?"
Justin asked as he rubbed my lower back.
"I'm better."
I'm not really sure if I was being honest though.
"That's good. I can tell you're stressed. I know you're going through some pretty deep shit. I hope I'm helping you."
His voice was by my ear with his breath hitting the back of my neck.
"You are."
I mumbled with my face pressed into the bed.
"I try."
He kissed my bare shoulder.
"How was the photoshoot?"
I changed the subject.
"It was good. We got a lot done, but I've gotta go back about 3 more days."
I flinched at the word "we" being said.
"Did I hurt you, babe?"
Justin removed his hands from my back.
"No."
I flipped over and sat up.
"What's wrong, bae?"
He must've noticed my disappointed expression.
"Who's the girl you were touching?"
I couldn't look in his eyes, and I don't know why.
"Oh, Chantel? Baby, she's just modeli-"
"That's her name?"
I hated the fact that he remembered the girl's name, but I'm the jealous type.
"Becca, are you seriously making a big deal about this?"
Justin's eyebrows raised a little.
"Maybe I am."
I muttered, feeling a little stupid.
"Listen, baby, I love you. You know I won't cheat on you. I mean it when I said I don't want to lose you again."
He leaned closer and traced my jawline. I nodded and hugged him, feeling like this whole conversation was pointless.
"Let's go watch a movie, babygirl."
Justin kissed my cheek before we headed to the tv.

(A/N: I'm baack! Next post is on Wednesday💜)

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