The Part Of Me I Never Had 7

I had packed up the bare necessities-half my wardrobe; make up, hair stuff, my pillow, and such.
I lugged the suitcase down the stairs. �Ok. I�m ready,� I whispered.
He looked up from where he sitting on the couch.
He took my suitcase.
I grabbed a backpack and stuffed my jacket in it.
�Ok. Let�s go.�
I closed the door and locked it.
He took my hand and led me to the waiting limo.
I sat silently during our drive to the hotel, thinking. Once we got there, I didn�t even bother to check where we were staying.
He led me to his room and slid the card key in. He opened the door and set my suitcase down as I went in.
To my surprise, only Justin was in there.
To his surprise too, considering he was only in his boxers.
Embarrassed, I hid behind JC.
�Man, ya coulda called and told me you were gonna bring a chick in here!� he yelled.
�Sorry J. I thought you�d be out.�
�You could�ve at least checked before you bring a girl into our room with me standing here half naked!�
�I said I was sorry.�
�Yeah well�� he mumbled. �At least let me get a shirt on.�
JC whispered, �I�ll tell you when it�s safe.�
�Ok,� I whispered.
Seconds later, he whispered, �Coast�s clear.�
�I heard that,� I heard as I stepped out.
He was now wearing a white wife beater.
�I�m sorry,� I apologized.
�It�s not your fault. You aren�t the one who apparently forgot to check if there was a half naked man in your room,� he said, making sure I knew who that someone was.
Despite my sadness, I giggled.
�Look, you made her smile.�
I smiled.
�Now you did it,� Justin countered.
I rolled my eyes and fell back onto the bed.
I sighed and asked, �Where do I sleep?�
�You can take my bed,� JC offered.
�No. I�ll just take the couch.� Then I added, �It can�t be worse than what I�ve gone through today.�
�Ok,� they both agreed.
I went to the bathroom and changed into my light blue flannel pajamas. I brushed my teeth too. Looking at my swollen, red eyes and tear-streaked face, I splashed water on my face.
I went to the couch and situated myself on it.
��Night Justy. �Night C.�
�G�night Jessie,� came two voices.
�Sweet dreams,� JC added.
�You too,� I replied before I drifted off to sleep.
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~~~A man with a hidden face raised the knife over her unmoving body. I ran as fast as I could, but they grew farther and farther away from me. I couldn�t come close enough to stop the knife coming closer to her body. I ran faster, but still they evaded my grasp.
Just as the knife was about to plunge into her, I shot up, screaming.~~~
I was covered in cold sweat and tears. I was breathing heavily. I didn�t even notice JC was beside me until I felt his arms around me.
�What�s wrong?� he asked worriedly.
�It was a nightmare,� I cried.
He held me tighter.
�What happened?�
�I was running and running, but I could never reach her. There was a man, I couldn�t see his face, but he had a knife and he was gonna�� I trailed off and started to cry.
JC started to stroke my hair, trying to calm me. �Sh, sh, sh. It�s gonna be alright. Don�t worry.�
After a couple minutes, I got myself to stop crying.
�That�s it. Now you should get some sleep,� he said softly, not forgetting about Justin.
�I can�t. What if the dream comes back?�
�How about this. I�ll stay with you while you sleep ok?�
�Thanks JC,� I whispered gratefully.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep, feeling the comforting sense of security in his arms.
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The next morning I opened my eyes. I felt an arm around me. JC�s. I realized I was once again sleeping on his lap.
I sat up and let out a yawn.
Then I heard someone say, �So I guess you�re awake.�
I jumped in surprise and realized that it was only JC. He was chuckling.
�A little jumpy now wouldn�t you say?�
I smiled and threw my pillow at him.
�Hey, hey! I come in peace!�
�Good.� I turned and immediately found myself being thrown onto the bed.
�Hey!� Then he started tickle me like crazy.
I started laughing hysterically and squirming like mad. I could barely say anything because I had to use the precious time to draw a breath. He kept doing that for quite a while. Or at least until someone knocked on the door.
�Hey JC!� I recognized Joey�s voice. �Are you up for breakfast?�
I walked to the door, ignoring my aching side. �I�m in,� I said.
Joey, Chris, and Lance were at the door. They had surprised looks on their faces.
Then they turned to JC.
Chris, looking skeptical, asked, �JC�Do you have something you�d like to tell us?�
JC suddenly flushed a deep crimson.
Then realized what they were thinking. �No! It�s not what you think!� I said hurriedly.
�Really?� asked a not convinced Joey.
Lance looked as if he was thinking hard.
�I let her stay here cuz of� you know,� JC explained.
A pang of sadness spread through me. It must�ve showed too, because JC asked me what was wrong.
�Oh. Sorry. I just kinda spaced out.�
They looked at me sympathetically, and then returned to their original conversation.
�So, you up for breakfast?� Joey repeated.
�Do you think of nothing but your stomach?� Chris asked, slapping Joey in the back of the head.
�Is it my fault that I�m hungry?�
�Guys, knock it off,� Lance interrupted. �There�s a lady watching.�
A look of shame and embarrassment spread over their faces.
�Don�t worry guys,� I said as I patted their backs. �I won�t tell a soul.�
�Thank goodness. My rep would be destroyed,� Joey said.
�What rep?� asked an innocent looking Chris.
We all laughed while Joey glared daggers into Chris.
Then we heard a mumble, �Can�t anyone get any decent sleep around here?� Justin had awakened.
�Oh you�re awake,� JC said as he walked over to him.
�Barely,� he grunted, rubbing his eyes.
I turned back to the other 3. �If we�re goin� out for breakfast, I�d better go get dressed. I�ll see you guys in a few.� I walked to the bathroom.
I combed my hair, changed into a new pair of flares, put my hair up into a high ponytail, and put on a spaghetti strap tank top.
20 minutes later, I walked out and the guys were talking amongst themselves.
Justin went to use the bathroom.
�So what�s the plan?� I asked.
JC answered, �Well, since you�re the guest, we decided to let you pick.�
�How thoughtful of you guys. Well, I haven�t been to this nearby Asian place in a long time. The food�s great. You guys wanna come?�
�I�m in,� JC agreed.
�What about you guys?� I asked the remainder of them.
Chris looked at the other guys.
I looked at my watch. It read 7:00. They�d be opening soon.
�Well, not to offend you or anything, but I�m not really into Chinese this morning. I think we�ll just go to McDonald�s or something.�
�No. I don�t mind at all.� I was glad they weren�t coming. I wanted to spend some time with JC.
Justin waltzed out wearing a blue Fubu jersey and khakis.
�So what�s the deal?� he asked as JC went to use the bathroom.
�Well, Chris, Joey, and Lance are going to McDonald�s, and JC and I are goin� to an Asian place,� I informed him.
�You get to choose,� Lance added.
�Please go to McDonald�s� I pleaded silently.
He thought about it. �Sorry to burst your bubble Jess, but I�m gonna go to McDonald�s this lovely morning.�
�Yes� I thought, but said, �That�s fine Justy.�
JC emerged from the bathroom wearing a dark green t-shirt with black cargos.
�So what�s up?� he asked.
�Looks like we�re the only ones goin� Chinese,� I told him.
�Ok. Let�s go.� He grabbed his keys, my hand and walked to the door.