*** “It could be from multiple things. One you or your spouse didn’t want the baby, they can feel that, that’s less likely though, have you has major stress put on you recently?” The doctor asked Tiffany whom was whiping the tears off her cheeks. “Yeah Joshua was in a car accident.” Tiffany said looking at the floor. “That is probably it, plus you have the stress of putting on a concert ect.” The doctor said, “My advice to you is take it easy for a little while, does anyone know?” “No just the group and my bestfriend.” Tiffany said. “I would advise you to keep it that way.” The doctor said with one eyebrow up. “I have no intention of telling anyone.” Tiffany said standing up. “Okay, I’ll tell Josh that you are done.” The doctor went on, “Also I wouldn’t tell him about the whole stress thing, he might think it’s his fault.” “Okay.” Tiffany said quietly. *** (A couple hours later) Tiffany was lying in her bed listening to the moans and slamming fists to the wall. She smirked then she heard a huge thud. She shot up and stopped breathing straining to hear just one sound from the other room. She heard a colossal explosion of giggles from Justin. Diane screamed any curse word she could at him as Justin continued to chuckle. Tiffany then heard something thrown at the wall, maybe a shoe. Then she heard Justin yell, “crazy bitch”. The door slammed to his room which made Tiffany’s door waver. She waited a couple of seconds in silence glad the two were done when she heard two thuds at her door. “COME IN!!” She shouted not wanting to get up. Justin threw open the door, “I could’ve been a stalker or something.” “I knew it was you, I could hear y’all in the next room.” She told him straining to see him, “Justin turn on the light.” Justin turned on the light flooding the room with brightness, Tiffany squinted at first because the brightness was surprising. She then looked over at Justin’s tight body. He was wearing some gray sweats that hung off of his waist and no shirt. Tiffany watching him walk over to the other side of the bed. She tried her hardest not to check him out but she never noticed how hot he was, “So are you okay?” “Yeah I’m fine.” She said finally realizing he was talking to her. “That’s good.” Justin said looking at the bed, “So.....where is JC?” “Oh he won’t be back till tomorrow morning.” Tiffany said. “He just left you like this?!” Justin said looking disgusted. “No, I told him it would be better for him and me if he left for the night.” Tiffany said. “I wouldn’t have left you.” Justin said. “I would’ve been pissed if he stayed.” Tiffany answered. “I don’t care I still wouldn’t have left you.” Justin said getting up and walking to the radio. “Where are your clothes?” Tiffany asked the still half naked Justin. “Oh Diane and I were getting BUSSSAAAYYYY” Justin said pushing is pelvis back and forth as Tiffany laughed, “And she fell off of me, it was so funny Tiff, you should’ve been there.” “No thanks.” She interrupted putting her hand up. “No but I was laughing SO fucking hard and she got pissed at chucked my shoe at me so I left.” Justin said putting in Tiffany’s Limp Bizkit CD. “So where are you going to sleep tonight?” Tiffany asked him. “Well I was hoping.....” Justin said eyeing the space on the large bed Tiffany had all to herself. “Oh you were huh?” Tiffany laughed spreading her body over the bed. “That’s messed up!” Justin said getting a “OH NO YOU DIDN’T SHA NE NE” face. “Yeah well I try.” Tiffany winked at him. Justin ran from the radio and flung himself onto the bed a started to tickle Tiffany. She screamed loudly and grabbed a hold of Justin’s hair. She held onto it tighter the more he tickled. “JUSTIN I HAVE TO TAKE IT EASY!!!” She screamed and laughed at the same time. “Oh yeah.” Justin smiled. “Oh yeah, turn off the light we’re going to sleep!” Tiffany demanded. “But mom!” Justin protested getting up to turn of the lights. “But son!” Tiffany laughed. “Tiff....” Justin said changing the subject. “Just....” Tiffany said mocking him. “Did I ever tell you I sleep in the NUDE!” Justin shouted. “DUDE! Shut up if Diane hears you she’ll beat our asses!” Tiffany laughed. “I do though.” Justin said pulling his sweats down to his ankles exposing some tight gray boxer briefs. He turned around and bent down to pick up his sweats. Tiffany couldn’t help herself. She tilted her head to get a better view. Then popped it up when he turned around, but not quite quick enough, “Were you looking at my ass?” “NO!” Tiffany protested. “YOU WERE TOO!!!!” Justin shouted then finally turning off the lights. “JUSTIN NO I DIDN’T!!!!” Tiffany shouted even louder. “liar liar liar liar liar!” Justin taunted like a little kid. “Justin....” Tiffany was stopped by a kiss, she felt her eyes flutter shut and the music stopped. She could feel her heart racing as he moved his tongue around slowly caressing her body. She kept her arms around his strong body as he lied her down. She felt his warm hands creep up her shirt and under her bra. This time she didn’t want to stop. She wanted to sleep with Justin. She wanted to be with Justin, but she loves JC. Thoughts flew through head as she felt Justin’s hands on her back at a leisurely pace slithering up her back to find her bra snap, “Justin.” “What?” He asked looking at her. “It’s in the front.” Tiffany told him. He smiled at her and then let his lips meet her’s again. She liked Justin’s lips. They were so soft. She didn’t want to open her eyes she wanted to pretend she didn’t see it was Justin. She wanted to pretend she thought it was JC. Her hands met the top of his loose fitted sweats and she languidly pulled them down. “JUSTIN!” Tiffany heard someone shout. Tiffany’s eyes shot open and she turned her head. There in the doorway stood Liberty she quietly whispered, “You didn’t lock the door?” “No.” Justin said back. “Liberty!” Tiffany said putting her shirt back over her bare chest. “Tiff, what the hell are you doing?” She asked. “Uh, meet me in the bathroom.” Tiffany said. “Whateva gurl!” Liberty said walking to the bathroom. Tiffany turned to Justin, “I’ll be right back.” “Okay.” He said. Tiffany climbed up from underneath Justin. She slowly walked to the bathroom then swung open the door. There stood a large smiled Liberty. “Oh gurl, what if I was JC?” Liberty asked. “Thank God it wasn’t.” Tiffany said looking at her still puffy red eyes. “Gurl, what are you doing?” Liberty asked her. “I don’t Lib, but thank you for coming in, thank you for stopping me!” Tiffany said hugging her friend tightly. “Uh, you’re welcome.” Liberty said hugging Tiffany back.
