Author's note: This chapter revolves around Alexia and Justin.

The next day

Alexia jogged down the stairs wearing a very short white see through skirt, and a red halter top that came with it. She focused in on Lisa who sat on the sofa watching television. "Good morning, Lise." she pecked her on the cheek.

"Hey, Lex. I was just watching this comedy show with Chris Tucker. It's good as heck. Somebody bought it." she held a confused look. "I dunno who. I saw it this morning...sitting on top of the entertainment center." she explained.

"What is that delicious smell? It smells like someone is cooking." she instantly focused in on the kitchen where a light shined from. "Is someone in the kitchen?" the first person who came to mind was Justin. Her eyes lit up. "Justin? Justin here? Oh my god." she quickly rushed towards the kitchen, peering in afterwards, but no one was in sight. "Oh..." her smile slowly faded. "Damn." she sighed and entered the kitchen, slowly heading towards the stove that had pots sitting on it. "Who is cooking this food?" she lifted a top and scrutinized a pot of grits. "Mmm...delicious. Lisa...did you cook this in here? Everything looks delicious." she lifted the top to the pan and gazed at sausages that sizzled slowly. "Yummy. I gotta hook myself up. I'm hungry as hell. Lisa...I hope you don't mind if I help myself in here." she pulled the cabinet door open and grabbed a plate.

"Excuse me?" she quickly looked over her shoulder to focus in on someone she wasn't expecting. "I was still cooking." her eyes lit up.

"Justin? Oh my GOD." she instantly  jumped on him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Oh god...I missed you so much. Mmm." she kissed him everywhere.

"Okay, okay." he rubbed her back soothingly. "I missed you too, baby." he kissed her on the cheek, and helped her to her feet. "Look at you." he eyed her body. "You gained a few pounds. DAMN! You look TIGHT! Ahahaha." she blushed and held her head down.

"Thank you." she looked up to lock eyes with his. "You don't look too bad yourself." she bit the bottom of her lip teasingly. "You look so damn fine. I missed you so much." he moved in closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I missed you too. Here..." he pulled a seat out for her. "...have a seat." she took his offer, and sat down at the table. "As you can see...I cooked breakfast for you. Grits...eggs...bacon...sausages...pancakes...and your favorite...hash browns." her eyes lit up.

"Wow." he pulled a plate of food from out of the oven, and sat it in front of her.

"There you go. Grub out." she licked her lips. "Look at you. You act like you never seen food before."

"No. It's just...why? All this for me?" he sat a glass of juice aside for her, and took a seat beside her.

"Yeah. I mean...I've been gone for TWO MONTHS. I swear I had seconds thoughts of just quitting the group. That's how bad it got. I can't survive without you, and you KNOW that. You're my air." he gazed deeply in her eyes. "I missed you SO much, baby girl." he met lips with hers. "It was a nightmare without you. I had...back up dancers...crawling at my feet. I thought I was gonna die. Especially that Tiffiani girl and...Jenna. They act like that don't know when to stop. Just give up." he watched her eat.

"I wish I was there with you. I would've kicked both of their asses. I swear." he chuckled, and bit the bottom of his lip.

"Well...as long as it's over." he reached out and brushed a few strains of hair behind her ear. "You look so beautiful. I almost forgotten how good you looked. Ahahaha. Your perfectly shaped lips..." he rubbed against her bottom lip with his thumb, slowly locking eyes with hers. "Any way...what have you been up to while I was gone?" he wanted so badly to come out and let her know about the secret Lisa had told him, but he KNEW it wasn't the right time.

"Um...nothing. Modeling...shopping. Just having fun with my friends. Oh yeah and partying...of coarse here." he chuckled.

"Did you happen to meet new people?" she chuckled pathetically, and sipped her juice.

"Well...not that I remember." she spoke without eye contact.

"Hmm." he nodded timidly and looked away. "Um...I got something for you." he dug in his wallet and pulled out a long, black suede jewelry case. "I hope...you like it. It...cost me a fortune." her eyes lit up.

"Is this the...necklace you..." she slowly accepted it out of his hand, and lifted the lid. She came face to face with a diamond necklace, described as told. "Oh...god. It's...beautiful." her eyes slowly filled up with solution.

"It's a promise gift...from me. I just...wanna let you know that...no matter what happens between us...I will always be there for you. That's a promise." he gazed deeply in her blue eyes.

"I...I'm sort of...absentminded. I don't...know what to say." she sniffled, and wiped underneath her diluted eyes. "I love you. I love you SO much." she cried silently. "Don't ever leave me. Promise me that." she gazed in his eyes.

"I promise I will never leave you." he spoke in a sternly tone. A smile slowly formed on her face.

"Oh god, baby." she attached her arms around his neck, and met lips with his. "I love you. And...I promise I will never leave you." he pulled back to stare in her eyes.

"You're the most precious thing in my life." he wiped underneath her eyes with his thumb. "You hear me? Don't ever forget that." she nodded meekly.

"Okay." she released a loud sigh, and pulled back, continuing with her food. "Seriously...that thing...is...wow. Ahaha." he chuckled, and held his head down. Just then, the secret had popped up in his head once again. He couldn't keep it in any longer, He had to let it out. For Christ sake, this is his wife to be who got raped. He couldn't tolerate that. He HAD to let it out. Not later, but now.

"Um...did you go to the mall while I was gone?" she gazed to the side to meet eye contact with him.

"Huh?"

"Did you go to the mall...you know...while I was on tour?" she looked away, fiddling with her eggs.

"Well...yeah. Twice actually. The first time...I went shopping for baby things and...maternity clothes. The second time...um...the second time...I dunno." she shrugged her shoulders. "I just..." she tried to hop on another subject. "Damn. I'm thirsty. I need something to drink." he glanced at her glass that was nearly touched.

"What are you talking about? You nearly touched it." she chuckled nervously.

"Well...I don't wanna drink orange juice anymore. IT would be better if I drunk water...you know...it will be good for the baby."

"And so will orange juice." she sighed, and held her head down. "You wanna tell me what happened the second time you went to the mall?" he kept his eyes on her. "Lex...look at me. You know I hate when you get into your quiet mode. It pisses me off." she could feel her eyes slowly filling up with solution.

"It's...it's nothing. Seriously." she sniffled, and stuffed some eggs in her mouth.

"Damnit, Lex." he snatched the fork out of her hand, and pulled the plate out of her reach. "Now...you're gonna answer my question." he spoke seriously. "Look at me." he demanded. She hesitantly looked up to gaze in his heated eyes. If he just knew how good he looked when he was upset. She gulped down hard, forcing herself to keep eye contact. "WHAT...happened the second time you went to the mall?"

"Um..." she inhaled sharply, about to look away.

"DON'T..." he warned. She quickly locked eyes with his. "You're gonna tell me what happened that day. Don't let me have to do this the hard way. I really don't want to. Now...again...what the hell happened?" she licked her lips, and closed her eyes, hesitant to speak.

"I...I met this...guy. He...he was about your age. Dark brown hair...light brown eyes. About your height. Um...we talked...for a few. I swear I didn't give him my number. We were just talking about things like...modeling and other things." he gazed deeply in her eyes.

"Keep going. What happened a few days later...after you met him?" she began to cry.

"Oh god...why are you doing this to me?" she stood up and headed out of the kitchen.

"Hey...don't you dare." he grasped her arm, and pulled her further in the kitchen, backing her up against the wall. "Oh no, baby. It's not gonna work like that this time." he kicked the door closed, and locked it. "Lex...I'm tired of you keeping secrets from me. We're supposed to be getting married. Do you think married couples keep secrets from each other? You love me right?" she continued crying.

"Y...yes." she struggled to speak, due to the tears taking over.

"Alright then. So...you'll tell me what happened." he stood closely in front of her. She sniffled tremendously. "Shhh. Don't cry. I don't mean to make you cry. I just...wanna know what happened. I care for you. I love you, baby. And...I don't want you to get hurt." he spoke softly. "Please tell me...what happened to you." he spoke rickety, due to the tears taking over. "You don't know how much this hurts me. This hurts me more than it hurts you. Tell me...please."

"I don't know. I was just...sleeping and...all of a sudden...I felt something...rubbing against my thigh. Before I was able to speak...I was tied to the bed, and...and..." she began to cry harder. "He...he RAPED me." she cried. "He raped me, Justin. I...I couldn't do anything, because...he tied me to the bed. I...I was so...scared." she cried hysterically. A tear slowly rolled down his cheek. "I was SCARED, baby."

"Shit." he sighed, and held his head down. "Lisa...told me what happened, but...I thought she was joking around. She does that a lot. DAMN! If I knew she was telling the truth...FUCK!" he yelled. He picked up a chair, and tossed it across the room. Alexia jumped to the sudden impact. "FUCKING BASTARD!" he began destroying everything in sight. "I'M GONNA KILL HIM! I SWEAR TO GOD I AM GONNA RIP HIS FUCKING HEAD OFF! WHO WAS IT?! DID HE TELL YOU HIS NAME?!" he yelled, slowly approaching her, eyes red as fire balls. She stood there, crying, scared of what he was capable of doing. "DID HE TELL  YOU HIS NAME?!" he yelled. "ANSWER ME! WHO THE FUCK IS HE?!" she backed up against the wall as he moved in closer to her.

"Stop it." she covered her ears as he continued demolishing things. "Stop. You're scaring me." she cried. "Oh god." she covered her face with both hands, slowly sliding down the wall, embracing herself in a hug. "Oh...god." she cried even harder. "Please help me." she held her head down. He slowly turned to face her, realizing she was crying.

"Damn. Lex..." he kneeled down in front of her, and brushed her hair back. "Lex, baby? Look at me. I'm sorry. I didn't...I didn't mean to...scare you." tears slowly filled up in his eyes. "I just...care about you, and...I don't...I don't wanna lose you." he held his head down as he began to cry. She slowly looked up to focus in on him. This sight scared her. She had never saw him cry before. Ever since they been together...this was the first time he ever shed a tear in her presence. "Oh god, baby. I don't wanna lose you. You mean so much to me." he cried.

"Baby?" she sat up, and hesitantly wrapped her arms around him. "Don't cry. Oh god. You're...scaring me. Stop. Stop crying." she hushed him, placing a soft kiss on his forehead. "Baby...look at me." he sniffled, and slowly looked up to lock eyes with hers. She gazed in his red, swollen, diluted looking eyes and instantly felt her heart crush. It was the worse feeling she had ever experienced. It felt like someone had shot her, and left her there to suffer. "Oh my god, Justin. You're not supposed to cry." she once again began to cry. "Don't cry for me." she slurred her words. "You're NOT...supposed to CRY FOR ME!" she cried even louder. "Oh god." she embraced him in a tight hug, never wanting to let him go. "Stop crying. I'm nothing to cry for." a knock startled the two.

"Hey...is everything okay in there?" Lisa spoke behind the door. "I heard yelling."
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(A vision of Alexia and Justin)

9:23 p.m. (Later on that day)

Alexia laid on her bed, sleeping silently. Justin entered the room, wearing a white towel around his waist. He rubbed through his damp hair as water trickled down his chest and legs. He took a seat beside her laying body, and scrutinized her carefully. She looked so beautiful when she slept. Her perfectly shaped lips, and her face smooth, bump free. It was hard to resist her, that's for sure. He smiled to himself, suddenly being startled by the phone. He reached out, and picked it up from the receiver, turning it on afterwards. "Hello?"

"Hello? Alexia in?" an unfamiliar voice answered.

"Um...yeah. She's sleeping. Who's this?" he asked curiously.

"Ron. I met her at the mall a few weeks ago." his eyes lit up.

"Oh...you did. Um...would you like to leave a message?" there was a slight pause.

"Sure. Could you tell her I called and...that I'll be over tomorrow." he grinned evilly.

"Sure. I'll be sure to tell her as soon as she gets in." he bit the bottom of his lip, preventing from laughing.

"Alright. Thanks. Oh and...can I ask who are you?" he paused...thinking of something to say.

"I'm just a good friend. I'll relay the message as soon as she gets in. I gotta go." he turned the phone off, and sat it on the receiver. "Yeah...I got something for him." he grinned evilly.

The next day (12:15 p.m.)

"I got it." Alexia ran up towards the door, and pulled it open, instantly focusing in on someone she definitely wasn't expecting. Her eyes lit up of astonishment. "Uh...oh my god."

"Hi." he smiled sincerely. She closed the door, and locked it.

"Oh my god."

"Hey...who was at the door?" Justin asked, slowly approaching her.

"Um..." she gulped down, blocking the door. "No one. Just...some kids...knick knocking." she chuckled nervously.

"Really? Well...I got a meeting to attend. I gotta leave now." she didn't attempt to move. "Could you move so I could leave?"

"Oh..." she giggled nervously. "Of coarse. You can't...leave unless...I move." she hesitantly moved to the side, watching him unlock the door, and slightly pull it open. "WAIT! I got a better idea." she closed the door. "Why don't you...go out the back way? And plus...it's the quicker way." he rolled his eyes playfully.

"I don't know what you're up to but...it's definitely not gonna work on me. Now would you please move. I'ma be late. If I get in trouble...I'm gonna kick your ass." he joked. She rolled her eyes playfully.

"No you won't." she spoke surely.

"Oh and why won't I?"

"Because..." she moved in closer to him. "...I'm your wife to be and...I'm having your child." he chuckled, and brushed her chin delicately, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.

"You think you're very smart. Good answer though. But..." he slowly reached out for the knob, instantly twisting it. "...not too smart to trick me." he yanked the door open, and came face to face with a tall, brunette guy. "Uh...who are you?" he asked, smile slowly fading.

"Um...I'm Ron. I came...to see Alexia. Is she there?" Alexia held her head down, avoid looking up to gaze at Justin who she KNEW was pissed at the moment.

"Lex...go upstairs in the room. I'll take care of this."

"But..."

"GO!" he yelled, pointing to the staircase railing. She held her head down, leisurely heading towards the staircase railing. She stood behind the wall, watching everything the two did. "Now...who did you say you came here for?"

"Um...Alexia. Who are you?" he spoke with attitude.

"Me? Who is me? You have the nerve to ask me that STUPID ass question? I'm JUSTIN...HER FIANCÉ, AND WHO ARE YOU?!" he raised his voice. His eyes lit up.

"Um...I'm...I'm just a friend." he stammered lightly. "Hey...weren't you the guy I spoke to on the phone last night? Wait a minute...you told me you were a good friend." he cracked his knuckles.

"I lied." he swung his fist, striking him in the face. Alexia covered her face, staring in shock. "That's right, pussy ass bitch. You RAPED MY FIANCÉ, AND...JUST FOR THAT...YOU DESERVE A SERIOUS ASS WHOOPIN'" he swung his fist, punching him once again.

"Oh god. Justin...stop." Alexia ran up towards him, and grabbed a hold to him. "Stop. Please." she begged.

"NO! GET THE HELL OFF ME! I'M GONNA KICK HIS FUCKING ASS!" he yelled, instantly breaking from her release.

"Shit." she watched the two fight in front of her. "Oh my god." she ran in the house, immediately using the nearest phone.