Author’s note: Once again…there are sexual explicit content in this chapter. Highlighted in black Njoy!!!!!

The next day (Summer’s almost over)

Justin grabbed a few luggages from out of the trunk, and followed Lisa inside the airport. They took a seat on a bench located where she were supposed to departure. “So…” he intertwined his fingers together, and gazed to the side to stare at her. “Are you sure you wanna leave now? I mean…I don’t mind if you stay with me. I…”

“Yeah. I should. I mean…I DID have fun being here in Florida. Especially with you.” She smiled warmly. “But…I think I should go back to Iowa. I plan on doing a few things with my life.”

“I see.” he nodded timidly. “Well…I’ma miss you.” A massive smile formed on her face.

“I’ma miss you too. Come here.” She pulled him in a tight hug. “God…” she closed her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks. “Something’s…telling me to stay and something is telling me to leave. I dunno.” She sniffled, and pulled back to stare in his eyes. “I don’t know what to do.” She licked her lips and held her head down. “Maybe…I could go back home and come back next summer. You know…come live with you.” He scrutinized her carefully.

“Cool. I’d love that. You were good company.” She lifted her head to lock eyes with his.

“Yeah. Well…”

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“Shit…that’s my flight. I guess I should be going.” She stood up, and grabbed both of her luggage. “Um…” she met eye contact with him. He smiled, and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Slowly, she was blinded by her tears. “I…I don’t wanna leave.” She moved in closer to him, and wrapped him in a hug as she cried silently.

“Um…shhh. Don’t cry.” He hushed her, skimming her back soothingly. “You don’t have to leave. You could stay with me. I have plenty of room.” He offered.

“I can’t. I HAVE to go.” She pulled back to stare in his eyes.

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The computerized voice repeated. “I have to go. Call me. I’ll call you when I’ve reached Iowa.” He watched her rush towards the hallway, leading to the plane.

“Okay. Be safe.”

“Bye.” She waved, and entered the hallway.

“Bye.” He wiped underneath his diluted eyes, and headed towards the exit of the building.

On his way home, he decided to stop by Joey’s house. He stepped out of the car, and stepped up on the porch, ringing the doorbell afterwards. A few minutes later, the door flew open, and there stood Katrina. “Hey, curly. Come in.” she stood aside, and allowed him to enter the house.

“Where’s Joey? I came to get my Xbox game.” He gazed around the living room for the specific person. Joey jogged down the stairs wearing a white robe.

“Who’s at the door?” he asked, approaching the door. “Oh…it’s you. What’s up?” he followed him further in the living room.

“I came for the game. I plan on beating it tonight. How far did you get?” he watched him go through a stack of games located under his entertainment center.

“I got to the part when they were…um…when they were escaping the tunnel.”

“Damn. You got far. I haven’t even reached that part yet.” He stood up and handed him the game. “Thanks, man. I’ll see you guys later. I gotta make it home before Lex has a heart attack. “I miss her already.”

“What are your plans for tonight? Maybe a night of hot sex.” Joey frolicked.

“Shut the hell up, man. What we do in the bedroom is kept SECRET. Ahaha. Any way…I’ll see you guys later.” He pulled the door open, and walked out. “You two…behave.” Katrina blushed as she realized what he was talking about.

“We always do. Any way…go. You interrupted us in the middle of something.” His eyes lit up.

“Oh…I’m sorry. My bad, dog. I’m leaving now.” He chuckled, and closed the door, jogging up towards his Benz. He pulled the door open, and hopped in, pulling out of the drive way afterwards. “Oooohhhhh.” He song. “Yeahhh, baby.” he stopped at a stop sign, and gawked to the side to see a little girl walking down the sidewalk with her head down, and a baby doll in her hand. “Hmm.” He squinted his eyes to get a better look. “What the hell is she doing by herself?” he asked himself, slowly stepping out of the car. “Um…hey. Are you lost?” she looked up to gaze in his eyes.

“Can you help me find my mommy?” her angelic voice made him feel sorry for her.

“Uh…sure. I know you were probably taught not to…go with strangers, but…if you hop in the car…I could help you find your mother.” She smiled slyly.

“Okay.” She pulled the door open, and sat in the car, closing the door behind her.

“What are you doing roaming the streets by yourself?” he made a right at the stop sign, and proceeded down the road.

“I was with my mommy. As soon as I turned around…she was gone.” She held a sad look on her face. He scrutinized her carefully, searching for any signs of abusement.

“How could someone lose their child that easy? Parents need to be more responsible nowadays.” He turned left at the green light. “Put your seatbelt on for me.”

“Okay.” She pulled out the seatbelt, and buckled it in.

“So…how old are you?” he tapped his finger to the music on the stick shift.

“Ten.” He reached out and brushed her brown hair behind her ear.

“You’re so cute.” She blushed and held her head down.

“You’re Justin Timberlake from Nsync. I have all of your albums.” He nodded meekly.

“Really? That’s cool.” He paused, turning up the CD player a notch. “Are you hungry? Did you eat anything? There’s a Burger King up this way. Oh wait…I just remembered my fiancé is cooking. Never mind. You could eat at the house.” She kissed her baby doll. “It’s kinda weird. You don’t seem lost. I mean…usually…a girl like you…would probably be crying at this point…asking ANYBODY for help.”

“This isn’t the first time this happened.” He held a peculiar look.

“It’s not? Hmm.” They finally made it home. He turned the car off, and stepped out, heading towards the two-story mansion.

“Wow. This is a BIG house. My mom told me but I didn’t believe it.” He chuckled, and pulled the door open.

“Who’s your mother?”

“Um…” she held her head down, hesitant to speak.

“Hey, sweetie.” Alexia approached him with a massive smile on her face, instantly focusing in on the little girl. “Um…” her smile slowly faded. “Who is her?” she asked curiously.

“Um…” he met eye contact with her. “What’s your name?” Alexia’s eyes lit up.

“You don’t even know her name? Justin…what the hell is going on?” she asked angrily.

“I’ll explain in a minute. Just give me a second. Um…” he locked eyes with the little girl. “What’s your name?” he kneeled down in front of her.

“Sandra.”

“Sandra? Okay, Sandra. You could watch TV in the living room. You watch cartoons?” he led her in the living room.

“I love The Powerpuff Girls.” She took a seat on the sofa.

“Cool. Well…” he changed it to the nickelodeon channel and sat the remote on the coffee table. “Enjoy. Hungry? I’ll be back with some food.” He grasped Alexia’s hand, and led her towards the kitchen. “You have to promise me you won’t get upset when I tell you.” She entered the kitchen, and closed the door.

“I promise. Now what is it?”

“Um…while I was on my way home…I saw her…walking down the street by herself. Do you realize what time it is? It’s going on eleven. Why would a ten year old be roaming the streets around this time?” he paused and held his head down. “She asked me to help her find her mother, so…that’s the least I could do. I couldn’t let her roam the streets at this time. I would feel to guilty.” She looked up to gaze in his eyes.

“Do you realize what could happen? We could be set up. How do you know if she’s really lost? What if there was a crazed fan who decided to pretend that her daughter was missing so YOU out of all people could find her. I mean it is odd that you found her as SOON as you were heading home. EXACTLY when you were on your way home. Everyone knows you love children. They have the proof. Let’s see…”Challenge for the children…um…that music program you and your ex discovered. It’s all right there. Now what you need to do is…take her to the police station at report her. She can’t stay here. “

“But…I just don’t think that’s right. She could stay here until her parents file a missing report, then…we can turn her in. Won’t that be the better…” the doorbell interrupted them. “Um…”

“I’ll get it.” He watched her exit the kitchen, and head towards the front door.

“How’s things going in here?” he asked, taking a seat beside Sandra.

“Okay. I’m watching The Powerpuff Girls.” He looked up to gaze at Alexia.

“Some lady wants you at the door.” He held a confused look.

“Who?” he whispered.

“I dunno.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Some African American girl.” He stood up and headed towards the door, slowly focusing in on the lady. “Mykel? What are you doing here?” he stood by the door.

“Um…I know you probably wouldn’t have a clue but…I came here to see if my sister was here.”

“Who? Sandra?” her eyes lit up.

“Yeah. She’s here?” she brushed pass him and entered the house, heading towards the living room. “Sandra? Hey.” Sandra looked up to focus in on her.

“Mykel?” she hopped up and ran in her arms.

“Where have you been?” she asked with tears in her eyes.

“I went where you told me to go. The plan worked, Popo. It WORKED!” she spoke excitedly.

“Um…what is going on?” Justin asked curiously.

“Um…I guess I have some explaining to do.” She stood up, and brushed down her outfit. “Uh…I purposely told Sandra to stand by Joey’s place…because I KNEW you were going there. I…I don’t know how to explain this.”

“Wait a minute. This was all a set up?”

“Well…”

“How low could you go? I thought you were better than that.” He spoke angrily.

“I…I just wanted to…”

“You wanted to impress me. Is that it?” he interrupted. “Well you did more than that. You lost my friendship.” She stared in disbelief. “Leave…now.” He spoke, pointing to the door.

“Um…okay. Come on, Sandra.” She grasped her hand and headed towards the front door.

“Bye, Justin.” Sandra waved as they exited the house. He punched his fist in the wall.

“DAMNIT!” he yelled.

“You okay?” Alexia asked in concern, hesitantly wrapping her arms around him.

“Get off me. Just leave me the fuck alone.” He shrugged her off him and jogged up the stairs, entering the room afterwards.
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Justin sat on the sofa, and gulped down his can of Pepsi. “So…how’s everything going between you and Alexia?” Lynn asked, taking a seat beside him.

“Um…everything’s going swell. I just had to get out the house for a while. My old high school friend decided to play a prank on me. It wasn’t good at all.” He shook his head.

“What happened?” she crossed her leg over the other.

“Well…I found this little ten year old…a block away from Joey’s house. She happened to be lost, so…I decided to help her find her mother. I took her to my house, and spoke with Alexia about her. Before you know it…Mykel, my old high school friend shows up…confessing that she set the whole thing up. I was so pissed.”

“Oh…that’s terrible. I thought adults would have learned to stop playing games.”

“She’s eighteen. She’s not there yet.” He corrected.

“But still. She IS considered an adult. I think I remember Mykel.”

“Of coarse. She use to always stop by the house to work on some homework with me.” Her eyes lit up.

“Oh…her. Yeah I remember her now. She loved my peach cobblers.” He chuckled.

“Everyone loves your peach cobbler.” They looked up to watch Michelle walk down the stairs wearing a gown. “Michelle’s here? Cool. My favorite singer. Come here, princess.” She smiled, and entered the living room where the two were.

“Hey, Justin.” He stood up and pulled her in a hug.

“Hey. How you been?” she took a seat beside him.

“I’ve been fine.” Lynn stood up and headed up the stairs.

“I’m going to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow, son.”

“Okay. Good night.” He smiled, and focused back in on Michelle who had her attention on the television screen. “So…when was the last time you’ve been in the studio? Oh…I wrote this slammin’ track for a girl to sing. I want you to sing it. I know you will make it a hit. I’ll send it over tomorrow and show you how it goes.” She nodded.

“Okay. Cool with me. How’s Lance?”

“He’s doing great. Him and Kelsey.” He held his head down as thoughts ran through his head. She gawked to the side to focus in on him. He seemed to have a sad look on his face.

“Hey…are you okay?” he looked up to lock eyes with hers.

“Oh…yeah. I guess.” He shrugged his shoulders. “It’s just…I’ve been thinking about a few things.”

“You wanna talk about it?” she placed her hand on his thigh. He gazed at her hand, slowly lifting his head up to lock eyes with hers. “Um…sorry.” She removed her hand.

“No. It’s okay. Um…actually…I got into with my old high school friend. She set me up. It’s a long story, though.”

“I understand. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”  She rubbed up her thigh. His eyes trailed up her thigh as he had thoughts of making love.

“Um…how old are you again?” he asked curiously.

“Eighteen. Why?” he bit the bottom of his lip teasingly, trailing his eyes down her figure.

“I just wanted to make sure if it would be okay.” She held a confused look.

“What would be okay?” she asked curiously.

“This.” He slowly met lips with hers. Her eyes lit up of astonishment. He broke away, and pulled back to stare in her shocked eyes.

“UH…” she stammered lightly.

“Is there a place more secluded where we could go?” he asked softly.

“Um…my…my bedroom.” He stood up, and held her hand, heading up the stairs, and in her room. He instantly closed the door, and ripped her gown off. Her eyes lit up, staring in complete shock at the sudden impact. He slowly removed his jeans, along with his boxers. Her eyes instantaneously focused in on his massive size “Oh god.” She began breathing erratically. He moved in closer to her, trailing his hands down her back.

“Don’t be afraid. It’s okay.” He brushed her cheek delicately. “Touch it.” He spoke huskily, instantly rubbing her intensively. She moaned softly, and bit the bottom of her lip. “Feels good?” he whispered in her ear.

“Oh yes. Mmm.”

“Touch it.” She grabbed a hold to his throbbing member, and stroked him slowly. He groaned, and closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure. “I want you so bad.” He lifted her up, and wrapped her legs around him, backing her up against the wall. Slowly, he gripped his member, and guided it inside her warm entrance. She moaned softly, tightening her grip around him. He gripped her waist, and pulled her down, plunging further into her, realizing she wouldn’t accept his whole size.

“Oh goddddd. Fuck.”  She whimpered loudly.

“Shhh.” He placed his hand over her mouth. “My ma’s in the next room. You have to try and keep quiet, okay?” he gazed in her eyes. She nodded timidly. “Good.” He removed his hand, and began moving fast and rough.

“Oh god, Justin. That thing is…huge.” He pumped furiously, closing his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her squeezing the life out of him.

“Damn. You’re so tight.” He groaned. “Mmm you feel so good.” He nibbled and sucked lightly on her neck.

“Oh god.” She bit the bottom of her lip, and closed her eyes as he picked up his speed. She tried so hard to keep in the loud moans that were begging to escape. He gripped her waist, and plunged all that he had into her. “JUSSSTINNNNN!!!” She couldn’t help it anymore. She had to let it out. It felt too good.

Justin shook his head out of the trance. “What the hell is wrong with me?” he focused in on Michelle who held a confused look.

“What’s wrong?”

“Um…” he stood up, and brushed his hair back in frustration. “I gotta go.” She watched him head towards the front door, and pull it open, slowly exiting the house.

Later that night

Justin entered the room, and closed the door. A crying noise startled him. His eyes instantly focused in on the bathroom that had a light shining from it. “Alexia? You in there?” he peered in the bathroom to see Alexia sitting by the toilet stool crying in her hands. “Lex…baby? What’s wrong?” she wiped underneath her eyes, and forced a smile on her face.

“Um…nothing.” She stood up and washed her face under cool water. He stood behind her as he watched her brush her teeth.

“Why were you crying?” she goggled out her mouth, and spit out the suds.

“It’s nothing, okay?” she spoke frustrated. She wiped her drenched face and headed out of the bathroom.

“You’re not going anywhere until you tell me why were you crying.” He held the door closed.

“Justin…move. Seriously. There’s nothing wrong with me.” She sniffled, and held her head down, slowly beginning to cry once more.

“Damnit, Lex. What is going on with you?” she took a seat on the toilet stool and covered her face with both hands, crying silently. “Um…what’s wrong?” he kneeled in front of her, and placed his hands on her knees.

“I…I don’t…” the tears took over.

“Okay. Just calm down.” He assured. She sniffled, and wiped underneath her eyes. “Now…tell me what happened?” he focused in on a bruise that ran up her thigh. “What is this?”

“Um…it’s nothing.” She tried to cover it with her gown, but he yanked it off.

“WHAT THE HELL…IS THAT?!” he raised his voice.

“I…” she backed up against the wall as he moved in closer to her. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know how this got here? You know what? No one’s leaving this room until you TELL me what happened while I was gone. Did anybody come in the house while I was gone? You can’t keep keeping secrets from me. We’re supposed to be getting married.” He examined her body. “Tell me what happened to you.” He threw the gown aside. She held her head down, not bothering to answer him. “TELL ME, LEX! TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!” he yelled. “I’M NOT…gonna repeat myself again. Next time…I’m just gonna have to beat it out of your ass. What happened?”

“He…he came back.” She cried. He held a confused look.

“Who came back?” she cried as she slowly slid down the wall. “Lex…who came back? WHO THE HELL CAME BACK?!” he yelled, shaking her violently.

“THE GUY WHO RAPED ME!” she cried even louder. “HE CAME BACK! HE TRIED TO RAPE ME AGAIN BUT…BUT I RAN! I KEPT RUNNING UNTIL…I LOST HIM! I’M SORRY! I’M SO SORRY, JUSTIN!” he slowly backed away from her. All he could think about was killing the guy who did this to her. All it was about was REVENGE!

“You know what? I can’t take this shit anymore. I’m finding him and when I do…I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM! I SWEAR TO GOD I’M GONNA PUT HIM IN HIS FUCKING GRAVE! I’M GONNA DO MORE THAN KNOCK HIS TEETH OUT! I’M GONNA KILL HIM! I’M GONNA KILL HIM, LEX! WATCH ME!” he pulled the door open, and exited the room, slamming it behind him. She jumped to the sudden impact.

“Oh god.” She covered her face as she continued crying to herself.