~Loosing Myself.~

~Chapter 19~

He makes me feel safe.

I peck his neck lightly, taking in his scent.

I hear the TV turn on and I shut my eges, trying not to wince at my wrist.

'Your quiet.' He comments, fixing his arm around my waist.

I just shrug, snuggling into him more.

'What's wrong?' He asks, taking my chin to make me look at him.

'Nothing' I lie, faking a smile.

He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.

I raise an eyebrow back at him <I> what is he up too? </I>

His hands go to my sides, tickling me.

'Stop it!' I say in between laughs.

He chuckles, pushing me off of his lap so I'm landed on the sofa with him hovering over me.

'Whats wrong princess?' He asks again, still tickling me.

'N-nothing.' I laugh, squirming underneath him.

He chuckles, his hands move away from my waist, finally he's stopped.

He looks me in the eyes, taking my wrists and pinning them above my head

<I> ignore the pain. </I>

He leans down, kissing me lightly. I smile at him, kissing him more hungrily.

I feel him smile this time, squeezing my wrists lightly.

I wince, letting out a light noise.

'Jesus.' I cry, pulling away from the kiss.

'Baby what's wrong?' Justin asks, searching my eyes.

'N-nothing.' I lie.

'Ashlee don't lie to me, you know how much I fucking hate that.'

His grip becomes tighter on my wrist and I cry out in pain, instantly remembering Brian's hand on mine.

'Please don't hurt me.' I Stirr beneath me.

His grip loosens instantly.

'Baby, I would never ever do that.' He states, letting go of my wrist. 'I need you to tell me what's wrong.'

I wince, looking down at my wrist, shaking my head.

'Ashlee what the hell is that?!' Justin snaps, staring at my wrist.

<I> Crap. </I>

'Nothing.' I lie, pulling my jumper down to cover it.

He scowls at me, pulling my sleeve up.

'Who the fuck did this to you?' He scowls, examining it.

'Nobody, I ugh fell.' I lie, trying to get my hand out of his grasp.

'Thats nail marks Ashlee!'

'Justin, I fell .' I snap back.

God does he know how to piss me off.

'Yo u know what? I'll find out myself.' '

I got up at that point, standing.

'Why the hell do you never just listen to me(?!' I snap.

I run up the stairs, slamming my door shut.

I don't care how pathetic I'm being. He never just drops it, then always comes out with a threat.

I thought I might be able to get that adorable boy back that everyone swooned over, but I can't. He really has lost himself.

'Ashlee I-'

'Stop.' I mumble

I need him to leave me alone.

'Ashlee open this damn door right now.' Justin hisses.

'No.'

A second later the doors sprung open, and an angry Justin approaches me.

He pushes me against the wall, placing each of his hands at the side of my head.

Before I could process what's happening, his lips are connected with mine, moving in sync.

Our hands explore each other as our tounges dance.

'Ashlee who did this?' He asks, pulling away for a second.

'Brian.' I mumble out.

Then I broke, I lost it. I started to cry, falling into Justin's chest as he held me.

'Shh baby.' He coos, rocking me back and forth. 'He can't hurt you, I'll make sure of it.'

But I'm not sure, just how far he'll go.

<I> writers note

So I don't know if this is crappy or not, i hope it isn't. But I just needed it

Posted before I go on vacation. I'm going tomorrow for 2 weeks with no Internet so I'm unable to post. But I love you guys and I hope this chapter got you excited for the next part :) </I>