only hope*
chapter 06
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That Same Day
Friday Nov. 28th
11:37 am
�Cry me-cry me�oh, cry me a river, oh!� I woke up to Justin singing in the shower.
�You, no, egh! You don�t have to say what you did, I already know, I found out from him��
�Oh my God! Shut up!� I shouted in a groagy voice and rolled over, pulling the blankets over my head.
�How many licks does it take til� you get to the center of the oh-oh!� He obviously didn�t hear me and continued to sing anything that came to mind. All I wanted was some more sleep and he wasn�t helping. After 5 more minuets of his re-mae shower version of �How Many Licks� I got out of bed and walked into the steamy bathroom.
�J, uh, can you, well, shut up?!� I questioned starring at the tinted shower door.
Letting out a grunt he exclaimed, �Holy shit, you scared me! Sorry, did my singin� wake you up?�
�No, I�m just standing in here telling� you to shut up for no freakin hell of it! God dang!� I stomped.
�Testy, testy.� He popped open the door just enough to peak his head through. He looked so adorable with all the shampoo lathered up in his curly hair and I just smiled as I gazed at it.
�Wanna join me lil� miss grumpy or do you just wanna stand there?� He asked.
�All I wanna do is SLEEP!� Yawning I added, �But��
�Mmmm, I feel bad now. If you join me I�ll wasj your back.�
�Only if you give me a massesge too.� I smiled.
�Alright, alright.� He giggled and cloed the shower door. When I got in ther with him he was rinsing the shampoo out of his hair.
�Damn� I mouthed silently as I gazed at his body.
�Sar, you aight?� He questioned taking a notice of how still I was.
�Huh?� Removing my eyes from his stomach I added, �Sorry, I-I was distracted. What did you say?�
�Distracted by what?�
�Honestly, I was distracted by you.� I replied, clearing my throat.
A hint of blush spread across his cheeks as he took my words in.
�Really? Hmmm�. Well, umm, thanks.�
�Haha! You�re welcome.� I took a step closer to him and then pulled him out from underneath the water so that I could wash myself too.
There really wasn�t anything seductive that we were doing while we washed ourselves, it was just like we were all by ourself, doing our normal thing, but there was still a mutual attracktion between the 2 of us. We didn�t have to put on a show, it was just naturally there from the get-go.
�Don�t you just love the way this soap smells?� I grabbed the pink bottle of body wash and held it up to his nose.
�Oh yeah, what is that?�
�Sweet pea.� I replied as I lather it up onto a lofa. Justin was the only person that I felt completely comfortable around, if it had been any other guy ther shower would only contain one person, eighter that or I�d be wear a bathing suit. But here I was doing my regualr shower rutine standing there with Justin Timberlake watching my every single move as if I was in a porno. How wrong was that?
�Sarah.� My name pased his lips as if it was an answer to a question that he had been searching for, for years.
�Huh?� I gazed up at him, my consince kicking in and telling me how nasty and dirty I was.
�Nothin� just thinking.� He replied.
�Ummm, ok.� I giggled and handed him the bubbly lofa.
�I�m supposing that you want me to wash your back with this.� He turned me around.
�yeah,� Hestiantly I forced out, �Or anything else you want.� Shit? What the hell was I saying?! This was horrible, how slutty was I? Too late now�
�Was that an order or a hint?� He set the lofa on my shoulder for a second.
�More of a hint.� I smiled, hidding my disappointed frown.
�Alright.� He began to wask my back, then spun me back around to face him.
�Ok, I can�t take much more of this.� Justin seemed to complain.
�What?� Before I could say anything else he had me pinned against the shower wall and was making out with me.
�Damn Ju, don�t eat me.�
Instantly a mischievous smile spread across his face and he said, �Maybe I just will.�
Tiltin gmy head to the side I let out a small laugh. Once again he was pressed back up against me and kissing me so hard that my breath would be lost.
�Oh my God.� I panted as we pulled away again.
�Sweetie, you�re like, ow, digging your nails into my nec and, uh, ouch!� Justin winced.
�Sorry, I didn�t even notice. You ok?� Feeling bad I moved my hands to my side. �No it�s ok, I�m fine. Justin smiled down at me.
�It�s just, well, you�ve never kissed me like that before.� I returned his smile, still feeling bad.
�What do you mean?�
�You kissed me really- just, with a lot of fiery, I liked it.�
�Oh, okay, as long as you enjoyed it then I�m happy.� He laughed, a little confused, then leaned back in to kiss me again.
This time it was pretty much the same only a bit less forceful and more passionate.
By now the water was getting cooler so taking that into consideration we got out, halfway dried off and hardly made it to the bed before we were on top of each other again.
What was up with us? We were acting like 2 horney teenagers� wait, what was I implying, after all I was still only 16.
�Sixteen.� I mumbled as Justin began to nibble on my earlobe.
�Sixteen, huh?� He questioned, his voice vibrated and tickled my ear.
�sixteen, nothing.� I replied thinking to myself and repeating the number over and over again until my mind started to slur it.
�Justin, I�. We-� Suddenly I was cut off by a loud ring.
�Just ignore it.� He told me, continuing to kiss my neck.
The phone rang for about 40 seconds until the recorder answered.
�Hey, you know who I am or you wouldn�t be calling so just do your thang.� Justin�s recording blared from the phone on his night stand.
�Sarah, come on, pick up, I know you�re there. Justin? Come on! Egh! It�s important-�
Theresa Perry was calling. My friend. I still had a friend! Excitedly I rolled out from underneath Justin and picked up the cordless, baby blue phone.
�Hello?�
�Oh my God! I knew you were there, can�t talk long though, I�m on a pay phone so they can�t trace this. But how are you?� She questioned, sounding relieved that I had answered.
�A pay phone? Hmmm, good thinking Tree. I�m Alright, a lil� lonely sometimes but hey, not right now, Justin�s here and we�re having some �fun�. How are you?� Pushing Justin away from me I added, �he�s so selfish, he won�t leave me alone long enough to talk to you.�
�Oh well, Alright, crap I�m gonna run outta minuets on my phone card, just, ok, here I go- I called you to tell ya some bad news. Someone told Sarah, I dunno who but you�ve gotta get outta that house, hide. They�ll be searching your house by tomorrow I guarantee it.� She whispered.
�Come on Tree, they actually believed it?�
�I swear, your mom is goin� crazy and is takin drastic measures to find you. They told me and the whole crowd that they�d do anything to find you.�
�What crowd?�
�The cops, shit, I gotta go, this things beepin at me. I�ll talk to you soon I hope. Good luck. I�m serious Sarah, be careful. Love ya girl.�
�K, thanks. Love ya too. Later.� Then I hung up.
Burring my face into my hands I murmured, �Shit.�
This was horrible who could have told? Who was the first to crack?
What if they find me?
�Oh my God�� I sighed and leaned forward to where my elbows were resting on my knees.
Taking the sheets into his hands, Justin pulled them over me.
�I don�t care if you see me like this.� I muttered into my palms. My breath seemed to warm my hands as I talked, which was good because my nerves were causing me to feel cold.
�I just figured it�d make you feel a little more comfortable, that�s all.� He said in a very calm voice. He knew something was wrong and probably could take a very easy guess at the reason why.
�So, uh, should I ask what she said, or should I just pretend like I know.� He lovingly pushed a fallen hair out from in front of my eye and back behind my ear.
�They know where I am� they know, someone told, the cops are gonna search your house. Oh my God, they fucking know.� I cried.
Feeling sorry got me he got up, walked to the other side of his king-sized bed , slipped under the covers and held be from behind.
�Please, baby girl, don�t cry.� He whispered very soothingly.
Turning to face him, still wrapped up in the sheets, I melted into his arms.
�It�ll be ok- they won�t know- they won�t find out, I promise. We�ve just gotta get ma� girl outta here for a few days, that�s all, it�s as simple as that. We�ll just�.. Just-� Suddenly his voice came to a halt and replacing it was the doorbell.
�Egh! I�ll be right back, if I cough when I�m coming back up here, hide.� He got up. Quickly threw on some pants and ran down stairs.
Nervously, I bowed my head in prayer and asked God to be with me.
It wasn�t 6 minuets and Justin was back in the room.
�Sarah, you gotta leave� tonight.� He sighed, looking at me as if I was a puppy in a pet store window, appearing to be cute, pretty, but way too high-maintenance, as if I was something he wanted but couldn�t have, couldn�t take care of.
It broke my heart to see how crushed his _expression was.
�For good?� I swallowed back a painful lump of tears.
��No�� His eyes closed for a brief moment, longer than 2 blinks combined and a single tear rolled down his cheek.
�But where?� I questioned, desperately wanting to hold him.
�My moms.� He said, pulling himself back together and sitting down next to me again.
�What happened, who was at the-�
�The cops, but they were so damn stupid, they wanted to search the house so I was like, �Where�s your search warrant? I�m not gonna have people comin� in my house for obvious reasons.� Then they got all pissy and tried to tell me some shit about how some little girls life depended on it. So I asked them what they were implying and they told me that I was some kind of a key suspect. Finally I was like, �Look, I�m sorry but I have no idea what ya�ll are talkin� bout but if you still wanna search you can, I just wanna see a warrant.� SO they agreed and said that they�d be back tomorrow early in the morning cuz I explained that I had a 6 a.m. flight to New York.� Taking my hands into his he assured me that we�d be alright.
�J, I�m scared. I don�t wanna leave you.� I sniffed.
�Don�t be. You�ll be fine just like I said but I gotta call my mom though.� Reaching over me he picked up his phone and dialed.
�Hey mom, not so good, the cops stopped by today, no, no, we�re fine but one Sarah�s friends told. Oh they�re coming back tomorrow to search the house and I know it�s completely last minuet but can Sarah stay out by you for a few weeks or just until they stop suspecting me? Uh-huh, yeah, no, she doesn�t have that much stuff, okay�� Covering the mouth piece he asked, �Is it ok if you fly or would you be too nervous.�
�I don�t care.� I sighed still upset about everything.
A few minuets later he hung up and shot a smile at me.
�She said that she�ll come pick you up around 11.�
�She will?!� I drew in a deep breath.
�No, someone will, not her.� He corrected himself.
Lying down I stared up the ceiling.
�This isn�t gonna work.� I said.
Lying next to me he replied, �Stop, just stop saying that. You know it will. All we�ve gotta do is get all of your stuff outta here , send ya� to my moms and wait. No sweat. It�s not like they�re gonna search for finger prints or anything.� he tucked his forehead in between my arm and a pillow.
�What if they-�
�Shhh!� He cut me off.
�Hey, I�m just sayin�-�
�Well you�re makin the both of us worry more than we need to.�
�How do you think I feel?� I looked down at him.
�Ok, ok, so we�re both in the same boat. Just stop thinking of the negative things.�
�Whatever.� I mumbled.
He too mumbled something into my shoulder but I couldn�t make out what it was not was I going to ask.
We laid there for a long time. It was only noon so we had plenty of time until I had to get ready.
All I wanted was to be with him for as long as I could until it was time to go.
�Justin?� I began, �Do you think that we�ll ever have a normal life?�
�I�m the wrong guy to ask� I�ve never been normal.�