IMAGINE for all of u “Justin, stop!!!!!!” You scream at Justin, laughing your head off while Justin tickled your sides. “Nooo, your laugh is too cute,” You tried to move his hands, but he was too strong for you so it was no use. You continue laughing. “Justin please!!! Please stoopppp!!” you ask, trying not to laugh. He shook his head with a smile as he tickled you more, moving down. You laughed and kicked and screamed and begged him to stop, when he finally did. You knew it wasn’t because he actually gave in, but because of something else. His hand rested at your hip where your shirt was slightly pulled up. You knew exactly what he was looking at... “W-What’s that?” he asked, a pained look on his face. He pulled your shirt all the way up to the top of your hip, seeing a huge bruise spread across of it. You moved your hand down to your shirt, quickly pulling it back down. “I f-fell...” you stuttered. You swallowed back the lump in your throat, and closed your eyes so he wouldn’t see your wet eyes. “Angela, it’s in the shape of a hand...” He slowly pulled your shirt back up, and started outlining the bruise. “Babe, what happened...” As soon as you opened your mouth to lie again, you broke out in sobs. The memory from yesterday started flooding freshly back into your mind, blocking out everything else. Justin immediately grabbed you and cradled you in his arms. He slowly rocked you back and forth. “Sh, babe, it’s ok. I’m here, don’t cry. Don’t, cry Amb, sh...” After a few minutes of deep sobbing, you fell silent and you were ready to tell Justin, pretty sure you had control over yourself now. You decided to go with the truth rather than a lie. “It was Bob...He tried...He tried to...” you were wrong, you couldn’t finish. Tears ran down your cheeks again as you wrapped your arms around Justin, crying into his shoulder. “It’s ok, I know. You don’t have to say it, I already know...” you could hear pain in his voice. You squeezed him tight against you and told him it’s fine, that you were ok. “That bastard,” Justin whispered furiously. “What kind of step-dad does that shit?! I swear Amber, he’ll never try to touch you again. Ever, you’re with me now, I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise,” he leaned away and looked you in the eye. He slowly leaned in and crashed his warm lips against yours. He then leaned away after a few seconds and said, “You can move in here with me. I’ll some with you to get your things.” You smiled into his eyes as he offered whatever he could to keep you safe. You happily agreed, and pressed your lips against his again. owner/jas♥
Posted on: Thu, 20 Jun 2013 07:30:30 +0000
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