Chapter 24
Justin jogged back over to the
party and immediately went to the bar.
He got himself a drink and swallowed it in practically one gulp.
"Whoa now, J, don't over do
it." Lance said walking up to him.
"Hey." Justin mumbled.
"Meredith was looking for you
a few minutes ago."
Justin stared at Lance for a while
and Lance just stared back giving him a weird look. "Justin, you OK?"
"Yeah, where is she
now?" Justin looked over the crowd.
Lance shrugged. "Last time I saw her she was talking
with Dani and Brit."
"Thanks." Justin sat down his now empty glass and
stormed off to the table that the three girls were sitting at.
Lance turned to the
bartender. "No more for him."
"He's been here only
twice."
"Seriously? HE reeks of
alcohol." Lance connected his
eyebrows in confusion. And watched as Justin walked to the girls.
Justin didn't break his stare with
Meredith. She didn't notice him
coming. Britney did.
"Hey Justin, where ya been?" She
smiled. Meredith turned and looked at
him. She smiled at him, but it
disappeared when she saw the confusion in his eyes.
"Baby?" She said. He got right beside her chair and looked down
at her, not even acknowledging Danielle and Britney.
"Will you come with
me?" He stared into her brown eyes,
looking up at him. She nodded once and
gave a weak smile. He practically ripped
her arm off pulling her out of her seat.
"J, slow
down." He kept dragging her, away from the party and
away from the hotel, closer to the water.
"JUSTIN, STOP!" She yelled.
He stopped abruptly and she came crashing down on him. They landed on the sand in a thud and Meredith
pushed herself a little off Justin and looked in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you OK?" She looked at him concerned and he just
stared back into her eyes.
"Kiss me." He begged.
"Umm, OK." She watched him as he stared at her
lips. "Justin what is wrong?"
"Just, please, kiss
me." He looked up in her eyes and
she couldn't say no. She leaned in to
kiss him and as soon as they contacted he let out a sigh of relief. She was about to pull away and ask him what
was wrong again, but he wrapped his muscular arms around her small body and
pressed her to him. He was devouring
her. His tongue tasted every inch of her
mouth. He was trying his hardest to get
the taste of Kim out and her taste in.
She enjoyed it at first, but needed to breathe. He wasn't letting go. Finally she pushed him away and they both
landed on their backs. He stared up at
the stars and she pounced to her feet.
"Justin, how much have you
had to drink?" She asked a little
disappointed.
"One beer
and a screwdriver." He mumbled and sat up Indian style, playing
with the laces of his boots. He looked
like a toddler that was put in the corner.
"You smell and taste like
you've been drinking all night."
She said with her hands on her hips.
He looked up at her and saw the unbelieving look in her eyes.
He couldn't tell her what Kim had
just done to him, now. Maybe tomorrow. No, maybe when they got back after their trip. Yes, that's when he would tell her. It would just make her mad and upset for the
rest of the trip if he told her now. So
he left it unsaid.
"I'm sorry I...I...I didn't
mean to attack you just then, and Kim spilled her wine on me when we were
dancing and I went to go find a shirt, but I never did, and I don't know why,
but I..." Meredith collapsed to her knees and put her hands on both sides
of his face.
"It's OK Justin. Just stop rambling." She placed a lingering kiss on his
forehead. He wrapped his arms around her
body and rested his head on shoulder.
"I love you so much, you know I would never do anything to hurt you,
right?" Justin almost whined into
her shoulder.
"I know. I love you too. You are my angel remember. And I'm yours." She pulled away and stood up smiling. She offered him her hands and pulled him off
the sand. They brushed themselves off
and walked back to the party.
"Sit, and talk with Britney. She's your friend and has wanted to talk to
you all night. I'll go get you a new
shirt, OK?" He kissed her cheek and
watched her leave. He walked the short
distance to where Britney was talking with Carson Daly and Tara Reid.
"Hey guys." He plopped down in a chair.
"Well look who decides to
grace us with his presence."
Britney rolled her eyes and smiled playfully.
"Hey man, what's up? Where's your chick? I've been wanting to
meet her ever since that article came out."
"She went to go get me a new
shirt. This one has wine spilled all
over it."
"Shut up
The 4 struck up a conversation and
by the time Meredith came back it was nearly
Justin was now sitting with JC,
Chris, and Dani.
He saw her and opened his arms to her.
She threw him the clean shirt she had found in the resorts gift shop and
sat down in his lap. He wrapped his arms
around her and she leaned against his body as he kissed her temple.
"AWWWW." Chris and JC both
said.
"Shut up." Justin mumbled into her hair.
"Wow, what a party. Thanks for helping guys." Meredith said to the people sitting there.
"What? They helped
out?" Justin pointed to them,
looking at her.
"Yeah, you didn't think I
could pull this off all on my own now did you?" She smiled.
"I can't believe everyone was
able to keep this a secret from me. Especially Joey.
Where is Joey? I saw him twice all night and that was just
glances." Justin looked around at
the 5 couples that were slow dancing on the sand. About 2 other tables were filled with people
and that was the only people left of the party.
"He said he was calling it a
night." Chris yawned.
Danielle giggled. "Of course he had a pretty red head in
tow."
"Of course, its Joey." JC
defended him.
"Well even though this is my
party. I'm ready to call it a night,
too." Justin tickled Meredith a
little and she squirmed.
"There is a room for us here,
so we don't have to go back to the resort tonight."
"Good because I don't think I
could make it." Justin rested his
cheek on her shoulderblade and sighed.
"All right, I think we all
need to go." JC stood up and
stretched.
The 5 people strolled over to the
hotel and Meredith went to the front desk and got the keys. JC, Chris and Dani
went ahead of them, into the elevator.
Justin looked around the lobby.
Less than an hour ago he was running out of here like a maniac. He didn't know where Kim was now. He didn't care, but it kinda
worried him that she might still be near.
He shuddered at the thought. Someone touched his shoulder and he jumped.
"It's just me." Meredith giggled and pressed the up button on
the elevator. They walked in the vacant
elevator and Meredith eyed him.
"You didn't switch
shirts." She smiled amused. Justin looked down and shrugged.
"I'll need it tomorrow when
we go back to the resort."
"Guess what?"
"What?" Justin asked frantically.
"I have no clothes to change
into, to sleep." Meredith looked at
him as his eyebrows raised playfully.
"Oh really? So maybe now I WILL
find out about that thong tha thong thong thong."
"No, you will give me that
oversize shirt in your hands and I'll sleep in that."
"What will I sleep
in?" Justin asked curiously.
"What do you normally sleep
in?"
The elevator stopped and Justin
smiled. "My underwear."
"Exactly." Meredith walked out
of the elevator. They walked to their
room and entered it silently. She
ripped the shirt from Justin's grasp and headed to the bathroom. She changed quickly and let out a breath of
relief when she saw that the shirt came to right above her knees and fully
covered all of her. She got back into
the bedroom and hopped into the bed.
Justin was already there and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She reached up and turned the lamp off. After a few minutes of silence, Meredith
turned in his arms and touched his peaceful face.
"J?"
"Yeah,
angel?" He groaned.
"Happy
birthday." She whispered in his ear and kissed his
temple tenderly and snuggled closer to him.
He smiled brightly without opening his eyes and fell into a deep
sleep. He was stressed. He didn't realize how much the whole thing
with Kim was bothering him. But he felt
dirty, cheap, and guilty. As much as he
enjoyed this trip, he couldn't wait to get back home, to his house, and to
normality. Or what was normal to Justin
Timberlake of *Nsync, that is.
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3 days later
"I'm coming!" Meredith yelled to the phone. She giggled at herself when she realized she
had just spoken to a telephone. She
picked up the phone and plopped down on the couch.
"Hello?"
"Oh my gosh,
Meredith? I haven't talked to you in ages!!"
"Shut up, Justin." Meredith giggled.
"I just faxed my
statement." Justin said proudly.
"Already?"
"Yeah, Johnny called me as
SOON as I walked in my front door, I'm talking RIGHT after we had gotten back,
and said he wanted one ASAP."
"Goodness, at least let you
catch up on your jet lag."
"I know, right? Anyways, MTV is reading it on TRL today. You want to come over and watch it with
me?" He asked hopefully.
Meredith chuckled. "I thought we were going to spend at
least a 3 day break from each other.
You've already broken it with this phone call. Not to mention last nights
"I'm offended." HE voice was small and quiet.
Meredith's eyes widened. "ME TOO!! I was having a GOOD dream."
"Oh really? And what made this
dream so good? Or should I ask
who?" Justin's voice turned deep
and flirty.
"Simple, TOM CRUISE! HELLO????" Meredith said loudly.
Justin mocked her. "You annoy
me."
"Yeah yeah, shut
up." Meredith narrowed her eyes at
the coffee table, as if it were him, and smiled.
Justin sighed. "Anyways, so
are you going to come over or what? And
I got something I need to tell you, besides the statement."
"What is it?" Meredith
hinted a bit of remorse in his voice.
"It's not bad. Well, it's not good. But its nothing you
should worry about AT ALL. I just want
to talk about it."
Meredith clicked her tongue
against her teeth. "Too late I'm worried."
"Don't be,
angel." Justin's soothing voice made all her worries
fade.
"OK." For some reason she was blushing.
"Umm, TRL starts at
"Sure, see ya in 3 1/2 hours, baby."
“I'll be waiting." He blew kisses into the phone.
"Bye, J."
Justin yelled into the phone.
"HEY WAIT A MINUTE HERE!"
"What?" She asked annoyed and when he gasped for air
over the line she giggled in realization.
"Oh yeah, I love you
Justin." She said in a goofy voice.
"Don't be like that. You never know when the next time you will
see me might be." He sounded
serious, but wasn't.
"You sound like your
mother. And don't talk like that, it
worries me. Bye Justin. I love you.
You are the sexiest man I know. I
want to rip off your clothes and show you a good time." She overly deadpanned.
"Damn you turn me
on." Justin said VERY sarcastically
"adios
mi amor."
"Hasta la vista baby." Meredith giggled
and turned off the phone at his impression of Arnold Swerzenegger. She let out a deep breath and decided to call
someone she hadn't talked to in a while.
She waited as the phone rang.
"Hello?" A male voice answered.
Meredith recognized the voice and
smiled. "
"Yeah, who's this?"
"What are YOU doing at my
sister’s apartment?" Meredith
exclaimed.
He realized whom he was talking to
and shouted. "MEREDITH! Hey
girl. I haven't seen you in like,
FOREVER!"
"I know. How ya
been?" Meredith didn't hear a
response but did hear two people fighting over the phone in the background.
"Give me the phone."
"I was talking to her."
"SHE'S MY SISTER!"
"Yeah, but she likes me
better than you."
"ARGG!....Meredith?"
"Hey
girl."
Meredith's sister let out a short
breath and began talking 100 mph. "Don't give me that crap. What the hell did you think I was supposed to
do when mom and dad called me wondering when you decided to go public with
Justin and when
"I did not buy 50 copies, I
bought 3."
Lauren pulled the phone away from
her mouth and yelled into another room. "Get off the phone Ty!"
"No." He said smugly into the receiver.
"Fine
then." Meredith could see her sister pouting, over
the phone line.
"Trouble in
paradise?" Meredith giggled.
"I didn't know it was printed
in the New York Post. Wow! I'm hitting
big time." Meredith nodded her head
to herself.
"How are you calm about
this? You are the person that freaks out
over everything!" Lauren asked.
Meredith genuinely shrugged.
"I don't know."
"Well, let me tell you
something. I'm just mad that you won't
let the boy meet me, because I'm sure he could get me into some fly
parties."
"Not without me, he cant." Lauren shot back.
"That's it! Meredith, call me back tonight. Maybe jackass here will decide to leave me
alone." Lauren sighed into the
phone.
"OK, talk to ya later then, Lauren.
Bye."
"Bye chica."
"BYE TY!"
Meredith giggled and shut the
phone off. She really wanted to talk to
her sister about everything that was going on in her life but was always
welcome to the playful banter her boyfriend and her brought to the table. They fought constantly but Meredith would
sometimes catch them being undeniably sweet to one another. She was sure he was the one for her
sister. About as sure
as she was that Justin was the one for her.
She stood up and stretched and
walked to her front door. Her sock-clad
feet padded down the steps of the building to the outside door. She slid a key into her mail cubby and pulled
out 5 pieces of mail. She sorted through
them on her way back up the steps.
-Publishers ClearingHouse,
Bill, Bill, letter from....-
She looked at the return address and laughed out loud and opened
the door to her apartment.
-letter from Justin, that boy is
too much. And....Brown
envelope? hmmm-
Meredith eyed the package and was
confused when there was no return address.
She threw the clearinghouse thingy in the garbage and put the rest of
the mail on the kitchen table. She sat
down in a chair and opened up the white envelope sent from Justin's house
first.
She pulled out the card and her
brow connected in confusion when she saw that the card had nothing on the
front. It was a made out of gray
paper. She slowly opened the card and
read what was printed in a boring font.
"The front of this card is
what my life looks like without you."
Meredith thought for a moment and
a slow smile crept on her face. She read
what Justin had written below it.
"Angel,
Yeah I know you are thinking
"What a depressing card." But,
I just saw it and knew it was perfect for how I feel without you. You are the center of my life. Without you I will cease to exist. You are my heart, my soul, my
everything. I will love
you...until the end of time.
-J
PS
This was supposed to be a thank you note for the past two weeks, but I
think you know how much I loved my "present." I'll write it anyway: THANK YOU!!!!"
Meredith closed the card and
brought it up to her heart. She held on
to it as she closed her eyes. Two joyfilled tears slid down her cheeks. It was going to be a long 3 hours until she
saw him again. She even thought about
going over there right that second to see him, to thank HIM.
But something caught her eye.
And her
interest.
She placed the card down on the
table softly and picked up the brown envelope.
It was heavier than a normal piece of mail and sounded as if something
was inside. She unsealed the envelope
and watched as a stack of photos slid out.
A white sheet of paper slid out as well.
She picked up the paper before glancing at the photos.
"Enjoy the pictures. I'm sure the people in it enjoyed themselves
too."
Meredith felt uneasy. This wasn't something good. No return address. Weird message. She let out a shaky breath and picked up the
stack of photos.
She couldn't move. She lost her
breath. She couldn't speak.
She died at that moment.
Suddenly a burst of energy surged
through her.
HATE
She flipped through the pictures
like a lion ripping open an antelope.
She only stopped to look at each picture for a few seconds. She stood up and let out a growl of rage and
threw the pictures as hard as she could against the wall. As they hit it and when flying and fluttering
down to the floor, she collapsed to her knees and gently laid herself down on
the cold, tile, kitchen floor and sobbed....
...for the rest
of the day.
Forgetting about
the statement. Forgetting about going over
to Justin's house. Forgetting about calling her sister. Forgetting about everything, except what she
saw on those pictures.
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3 days later, Monday morning
Meredith opened the glass door to
the WEG building. She stopped by her
front desk to check her box. On her way
to the elevator she flipped through the letters and memos. One piece of paper stuck out against the
rest. It was a plain piece of notebook
paper that read:
"Why are you ignoring me?
-Justin"
She crumbled it up and threw it in
the garbage can in-between the two elevators.
One of them opened up and she was about to walk in, but someone walked
out.
"Hey
G!" Lance's deep voice said. He moved in for a hug, but she stepped into
the elevator.
"Hi."
Lance looked at her inside the
elevator as she pressed a button. "Justin's freaking out. He says you are ignoring him, but he doesn't
know why."
The doors began to close and she
mumbled. "I gotta go, Lance." The doors shut as Lance looked at her in
shock.
Meredith leaned against the wall
of the elevator as it went to the 3rd and top floor of the building.
-Please, just don't let me see
him. Please God don't let him be here
today.-
The elevator opened with a ding
and she stepped out and walked down the hallway. She went to her office that she hadn't seen
in about 2 1/2 weeks. She put the key in
the lock and turned the knob. She
stopped when she realized the door was already unlocked. Her breathing shortened. She pushed the door open and there he was.
Sitting in her
leather chair. Feet propped up on the desk, ankles
crossed. Elbows resting on the arm
rest. Fingers laced and both index
fingers were pinching his bottom lip.
His forehead was wrinkled in confusion.
And his eyes were blood shot and she could tell he had been worrying.
But she didn't give a damn.
He looked up at her and cross his
arms over his chest. He stared at her
and tilted his head to the side, not speaking a word.
She leaned against the doorframe
and mocked his actions. She crossed one
ankle over the other, crossed her arms over her stomach and tilted her head to
the side.
They stared at each other. For at least 2 minutes. To Justin it felt like 2 years. She wasn't doing anything. He was clueless and lost. Meredith could have stayed like that and
stared at him for as long as she wanted.
The look of tiredness, anger, disappointment, and confusion in his face
almost made her want to leap for joy.
She wanted him to hurt, she wanted him to feel
pain. But no matter how much pain and
hurt he would go through. It wouldn't
even compare to the amount of devastation he had caused in her life.
In her mind, he had literally
shattered her world. She didn't care
about his side of the story. She didn't
care what had happened. In fact she
didn't want to know. She had proof that
HE had cheated on her. Even worse at a
party that SHE had thrown for HIM. At
first she thought he was maybe drunk because of the way he had smelled and
slightly tasted afterwards that night, but she knew better than that. He wouldn't have came
to her afterwards if he were drunk. He
felt guilty and THAT'S why he practically attacked her that night. She was glad he felt guilty. He was SUPPOSED to feel guilty.
"So, is this some joke or are
you purposely trying to ignore me?"
Justin finally spoke.
She pushed herself off the
doorframe and headed to her desk. She
set her stack of papers and purse to the side and placed her hands on the
desk. She stretched her arms out and leaned
over the desk. With Justin's slouched
position, she was towering over him. A first for both of them.
Justin couldn't help but feel
intimidated. She had a look on her face
that he had NEVER seen from her before.
HE didn't know what it was, but he did NOT like it, at all.
"Get out." She said not breaking her expression or
look. They were staring at each
other. It was intense. And Justin knew she wasn't joking.
"What's-"
"GET OUT!" She screamed interrupting him.
Justin stood up and was now
looking down at her. "No. You need
to tell me why you are angry with me."
She looked up at him and narrowed
her eyes, evilly. "I don't NEED to do shit to you JUSTIN! Get the fuck out of my office before I call
security and have them remove you, or would you rather ME kick your ass outta here?"
Justin was a little taken back by
what she just said. Actually he was a
lot taken back. "I'm not leaving
until you tell me what is happening."
She walked to the phone and dialed
the 3 numbers for security. She waited
as Justin eyed her. She was actually
kicking him out.
"Yes, I need someone to be
removed from office 3B." She waited
a second then hung up.
Justin's mouth dropped open as she
leaned against one of her walls and stared at him. "You're serious."
"No shit, sherlock." She began biting and looking at her nails
like she was bored.
"What-Wha-....You
are scaring me." Justin was getting
emotional. She was mad at him and he
didn't know why. But it wasn't like she
was mad, she was HATEFUL. And he knew,
he KNEW in his heart, that she was gone.
She looked up from her nails and
he took in a shaky breath and looked at the door. There stood Jacob, a 30-something security
man of the WEG building.
"Justin?" The man questioned as he stepped further into
the room. He looked in-between the two
in confusion.
Justin looked back at
Meredith. She had NO expression on her
face. She looked like an inanimate
object, without feelings or thoughts or emotion. It made him sick, literally, to see her like
this. He brought his hand up to his
mouth and mumbled.
"I think I'm going to be
sick." He quickly walked out of the room, mouth covered.
Jacob looked at Meredith,
she walked across the front of her desk and turned to sit in her chair. She sat down and pulled some paper work in
front of her. A minute passed and she
looked up at Jacob, staring at her in shock.
"Thank you Jacob. You can
leave now." She returned to her
papers and he finally left the office.
On his way back to the elevator he passed the men's restroom. He listened as he heard gagging sounds coming
from inside. He never spent much time
with either of them, but had been around them and others enough to know that
they were together and very much in love.
He realized he was getting caught up in the lives of others and shook
his head and continued on to the elevator.
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Johnny sat on a couch in the
large, luxurious "rec room" of the WEG
building. It was connected to his
office, only a few doors down from Meredith's and could be seen as soon as you
got of the elevator to the third floor. It
paralleled the elevator doors and had glass doors so you could see out into the
hallway.
JC sat beside Johnny, as Lance sat in a
cushy chair. Joey sat on a harder chair,
straddling it. And Chris sat on the
other couch beside a pale faced, red-eyed, tear-stained
cheeks, Justin. Everyone noticed
and when someone asked him what was wrong he just shook his head with a glazed
over expression on his face.
Johnny looked at a notepad and
read off of it, kinda. "..OK, so next Monday we have an
interview with YM magazine scheduled. It
says you are scheduled for recording until then. The Grammy's are a month and a half
away. I'll meet with you guys later on
that. And I think that's it...Anything
else, we need to talk about?"
Johnny looked up from his notepad at the guys. All of them shook their heads, except
Chris. He looked at Justin and back at
Johnny.
"Yeah, ummm,
I have something we need to talk about."
"OK.."
Johnny urged him on. Chris looked back
at Justin. "What the HELL is wrong
with you???"
Justin looked up at Chris and then
turned to look at all the other faces staring at him. He gripped his head in his hands and let out
a huge shaky breath.
"Meredith." Justin felt the tears burning in his eyes,
but sniffed and held them in place. He swallowed the lump from his throat and
looked up at the guys still staring at him.
"Call her down here. Tell her you need to talk to her about
something. You'll see what I mean.
She's-She's..I don't
know. She hates me. I see it in her eyes. Something's happened and I don't know what
and I just...I don't know what to do."
He shook his head at the floor and a tear fell from his eye. Chris watched him wipe it away and turned to
Johnny and gave him a look that said 'did you just see that?'
"She kicked me out of her
office." Justin whispered.
"What happened,
Justin?" JC calmly asked. He looked up at him.
"That's just it. I don't know, JC. I have no clue! She was supposed to come over and watch the
statement be aired on TRL Friday, but she never showed. I called her house and no one answered. I went over there the next day, but her car
wasn't there, so I didn't bother. I
tried her cell phone, EVERYTHING. Yesterday I went over there and her car WAS
there. I went to her apartment and
banged on the door. When there wasn't an
answer I used the key she gave me...and it didn't work. She had..She
had changed her locks."
Johnny picked up the phone on the
table beside the couch and dialed her office number.
"Meredith,
its Johnny. Can you come to the rec
room, I have some paperwork that I need you to verify
for the guys. Thanks"
Johnny hung up the phone and all 6 heads turned to look out the
glass doors.
Seconds later Meredith's office
door opened. She pulled her hair into a
bun as she walked to the door. When she
got to the door she put her hand on the silver handle and looked up. She saw them all staring at her and KNEW what
was about to go down. She took in a deep
breath and opened the door. As she
walked into the room she thought to herself.
-Control your anger. Don't kick his ass just yet. Be strong.
Let him suffer. He DESERVES this. Yeah, go ahead Timberlake, look upset...son
of a bitch.-
Her eyes connected with his for a
moment and she walked up and stood beside Joey, still straddling his
chair. She looked at Johnny.
"Where are those
papers?"
"Meredith
why don't you have a seat, for a moment." He motioned to one
of the couches
She looked down at the floor and
shook her head. She let out a short
laugh and looked back up at Johnny, not acknowledging ANYONE else in the
room. "That's not going to
work. Yes I am mad at Justin. No I am RAGING because of Justin. And if I have to breathe the same air as him
one more second I think I might just kill myself, OR him, either way works for
me. But it is not your job to keep my
soap opera life in check. So I suggest
you stay out of it, thank you. Now do
you actually HAVE any thing you need from me, or can I leave now?"
Justin shot out of his seat.
"What did I DO to you!? GOD! DONT YOU KNOW THAT I- I- LOVE YOU??? Did you get my card? I LOVE YOU! PLEASE don’t do this...please!" Justin was crying openly now, and standing up
begging her He
held on to her shoulders to look in her eyes. She looked at him and took in a
deep breath.
"I would think you would KNOW
what you did." She pushed away from
his grasp.
"Tell me." He whispered.
She licked her dry lips, she hated
to admit it, but seeing him this way, seeing him at all was breaking her. Her strength she promised herself she would
show, was crumbling. She tore her eyes
away from him.
"Why don't you ask Kim?"
She had found out. But she obviously had heard Kim's side. He couldn't believe she believed her over
him. "How did you find out? Don't believe her Meredith, she's gone
crazy."
"NO JUSTIN!! I have gone crazy. YOU have made me CRAZY! Why the HELL did you
DO that to me?! Didn’t you KNOW that you were my EVERYTHING! You were EVERYTHING I wanted and NEEDED and
in that ONE moment you had to take that away didn’t you?! Was it because she would fuck you and I wouldn’t? That’s it isn’t it!?”
<p>"Ang-"
<p>"OH! Don’t EVEN think
about calling me that. I’ll never be
your stupid fucking little ANGEL ever again.
So just SHUT
UP!" She grabbed the necklace
around her neck and he saw that her promise ring was missing from her hand. She
yanked on the necklace, breaking it and threw it at him. He picked up the cross necklace he had given
her and looked up at her defeated.
"There are pictures,
Justin. Pictures of you with your shirt
off and Kim in her underwear on a bed, kissing.
There are ones with you standing up, ones with your hands on her
cheeks. Ones with her
on top of you. Ones with you on top of her. There are ones with her pressing your body on
hers. What do you expect me to say or
do? You've killed me Justin and..and...I never want to see you
again." She turned and walked
towards the door. She opened it and he
ran after her sobbing.
"Please, you've got to
believe me. It was a mistake. She was kissing me. I was trying to stop her. You've got to believe e. You just have to. Please..." He dropped to his knees taking her hands and
kissing them and holding them to his face.
"Please.." He whispered.
She looked down at him and almost broke when his crying blue eyes locked
onto hers. She took in a shaky breath
and jerked her hand away.
"We're through." She whispered and ran out of the door to the
elevator, sinking to the elevator floor in sobs.
At one end of the hallway a lost
man clutched his heart and cried as the love of his life rode an elevator out
of his life, sobbing and hugging her knees as she rocked herself back forth.