I Can Be Your Bad Boy

Fail

McKayshla's POV: 

"Are you guys all good and packed up?" Kenny asked. 

"Yeah," we all nodded. 

"So everything is in the truck, we don't need anything else?" he asked. 

"Yeah Kenny, we all got everything packed in there," Ryan said. 

"Alright well, let's go," he opened the door. 

"Wait, where's Justin?" Lilly asked. 

All of us looked around and he wasn't in sight. 

"Where is he Mic?" Nolan asked. 

"I don't know," I shrugged, "how about you guys go get settled in the car and I'll go look for him." 

"Alright, well hurry up, the Jet is waiting for you guys, all we have to do is get there and go," Kenny reminded. 

"Okay Kenny, we'll see you guys in the car," I said. 

He nodded and they all left. 

I turned around and went upstairs. 

I went into Justin's room. 

"Justin," I called out. 

No answer. 

I got out of his room and checked his room and all of his guest rooms, guest bathrooms, everything. 

Nothing. 

I went downstairs, checked the basement, and kitchen. 

Nothing. 

I went and opened up the patio. 

I looked out ahead and saw Justin sitting on one of those tanning chairs with his head down looking at the concrete. 

"Babe!" I called out. 

He looked over at me and then put his head down. 

I furrowed my eyebrows slightly and walked out closing the patio door. 

I walked over to where he was sitting and sat across from him on a different tanning chair. 

"Justin, come on, we have to go," I said. 

No answer. 

He just sat there. 

Limp. 

"Justin, what's wrong?" I went and grabbed both of his hands in mine. 

He shook his head slowly still keeping his gaze down. 

"J," I tightened my grip on his hands, "talk to me," I rubbed his hands with my thumbs in reassurance letting him know I'm still here. 

He lifted up his head, but he turned his head looking at anything, but me. 

"I don't wanna fail," he spoke up. 

"What?" I breathed out in a whisper. 

"I don't wanna fail," he repeated. 

"Fail at what?" I asked. 

No answer. 

"Justin," I spoke, "fail at what?" 

"Everything," he answered. 

"What do you mean everything?" I asked. 

No answer. 

Alright, now I'm getting aggravated on why he's not speaking up.