Christina took the airplane home. She was hoping Justin didn’t make it home before her.

The lemo pulled up in front of her house. Justin’s car wasn’t there. She was relieved.

She got out of the lemo and walked up to her house. She pushed the code in and watched as the door opened. “Home sweet home.” She mumbled as she walked in and closed the door.

She threw her purse on the couch, and sighed. “God, my neck is killing me.” Suddenly she felt two hands knead through her shoulders.

She quickly jumped up from off of the couch and held her heart. She looked to see Justin. “Justin…what are you doing here?”

“I live here.” She sighed and sat on the other couch. Justin sat on the other couch, opposite from her. They both avoiding to be close to one another.

“Well, I have to start packing.” She stood up and headed for the room.

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist. “Christy…please don’t do this. I love…”

“No you don’t YOU DON’T LOVE ME! Because if you did…you wouldn’t have let last tonight happen. So don’t give me that love shit. You don’t know WHAT LOVE IS!”

“Christy…please let me explain.” His eyes started to feel up with water.

“EXPLAIN WHAT? That I wasn’t giving you enough pussy?” he didn’t respond.

He sat on the couch and slouched down. Christina sighed. “I’m…going to pack. And don’t bother me.” She headed to her room.

“I thought it was you.” She looked confused, without bothering to turn around. “She tricked me. I thought is was you, Christy. I heard some noses in the closet when I was on my way to the vending machine…I opened the closet door and someone pulled me in. I couldn’t see anything. It was too dark in there. She said she was you so I believed her like an idiot I am. I’m sorry, Christy. Nothing didn’t happen, I swear. We just kissed. You have to believe me. I cannot afford to loose you. Don’t leave me, pleasseee” he walked up to her and held her hands from behind. “Please don’t leave me. I promise…it will never happen again.”

She closed her eyes to feel his warm touch. He turned her around to face him. “Do you forgive me?” he asked in a way she could not reject.

She looked in his eyes, and could tell he was telling the truth. “Justin…”

“Shh.” He kissed her softly on the lips and broke away. “I love you, Christy.”

“I love you too.” She smiled, and hugged him. They broke away to hear the doorbell.

“Who is that?” Christina asked.

“I don’t know.” Justin walked up to the door and looked out of the peep hole. “Oh fuck” he mumbled.

“Who is it?” Christina walked up to him and peeped out of the peep hole. “Britney?” she looked at Justin. “Let her in.”

“What?”

“I got an idea.”