UNEXPECTED

19- "I can't always save him."

JUSTIN'S POV-

I was driving alone through the deserted road. I couldn't go home after what happened between me and Selena. 

The boys were waiting for me outside my house and they were giving me this weird look that I couldn't read, especially Ian. Selena didn't even give them a second glance when she jumped out my car. She went straight to her house without a word, not even to me.

I didn't know how I should interpret that. 

I saw the signs, I wasn't blind. There was something I was missing. The look in her face when she had seen the boys when I was about to park the car, had been caseous, almost wary and clear of fear. 

I pick up a cigarette and place it between my lips, lightening it and taking a harsh long exhale. 

What was I missing?

I had been waiting inside the car for Selena to get inside her house and close the door behind her. Ian and Za had come beside the car and they asked me if everything was alright through the open window. 

No, it fucking wasn't. I ignored them as I drove off, tired of having meaningless conversations. 

I was probably driving around for an hour, not knowing where I was heading. I had questions and I knew who could answer the most important one of them.

I park the car and I get out. I toss the cigarette away as I knock on his door.

The guard that was supposed to be watching Selena tonight. The guard who fucked up and miserably failed his fucking mission for the night which was to keep her safe.

The big guy opened the door and when he met my eyes I saw nervousness take over.

"Justin?" 

"What happened tonight? Explain!"

I notice the swallow down his lump. 

"What do you want me to explain?"

"Why did she run away from you?"

"I don't know, but she looked stressed like something was bothering her. She had some crushed note in her hand as she came to me."

I suddenly remember Selena's words from earlier. 

"There was a note saying that the plan has changed."

"Did she tell you anything?" I ask him.

"She asked for road directioners." 

I waited for more. "then she run away."

No, it doesn't sound right. 

I stride forward and I yank his hair back so hard that he has no choice but look up at me. "Stop fucking lying and tell me the truth,"

"Fuck let me go, that was the truth."

I pushed him so hard he falls down. "Give me your phone."

He shakes his head no.

"Give me your fucking phone." I screamed. 

I noticed how his body slightly trembled. I only stared at him, waiting for him to comply my order.

He clumsily took his phone from his pocket as he handed it to me. 

I dialed the last number that had contacted him.

The other line answered immediately and the voice that spoke made my heart shatter, my whole fucking body freezes.