Making You Love Me Back

Chapter Two

Second chapter up. Justin kissed Alex. Let's see where it goes.

I'm sick today, so excuse any grammar/spelling errors and if I mess up on anything. Oh, and I'll be switching between this and IMDb.

Disclaimer: I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place or any of its characters.

I looked down and fiddled with my hands. I could feel Justin's eyes burning a hole in me. All I wanted to do was kiss him again. But, I had to make a decision.

"Alex, please say something." He pleaded.

I finally looked up at him and smiled sympatheticly. "I–uh–I–we can't, Justin. I—"

He wrapped his hands around my waist. My stomach was now burning and my heart was beating faster than it ever had in my life. I put both hands on his chest and tried to push him away, but he pulled me by my hips and kissed me again. I pressed a little harder on his chest, but he wouldn't budge. I inhaled through my nose and finally stopped fighting him, letting my hands fall to my side.

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I didn't remember much about that day besides being with Justin. After school, we went to the mall and played around, avoiding home for as long as possible. We walked home together, hand in hand. That was how our dad saw us. Before he started yelling.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING!" He shouted, grabbing my and Justin's arms and snapping them away from each other. He'd obviously heard from mom what was going on. And now, he was having an anger attack. I was scared. He hadn't done that since I was twelve. I'd left the back door open and Justin's dog ran out. He screamed at me and called me an idiot. Then threw a book at my head. I was out for a whole day, and when I woke up he gave me chocolates and a teddy bear to apologize.

Now he was screaming. Yelling that what we were doing was wrong. Threatening to beat us with if we didn't stop. He pulled me by my arm and wrapped his arm around my neck. He told Justin he'd kill me right then if he didn't swear to never touch me like that again.

I was beginning to run out of air.

Justin screamed for my dad to let me go while mom was crying in the corner, clutching to my little brother, who was screaming too. Before I knew it, Justin lunged forward.

That was the last thing I saw before I passed out.

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I was now in my bed, my head covered by my blanket. I couldn't sleep. I was too busy hating myself. I'd gotten myself into the worst situation possible. And every time I saw him I made it worse.

"Alex."

My head shot up from under the covers when I heard my name being whispered. I opened my eyes into the darkness, but couldn't see a thing. But, I could tell by the voice it was Justin.

"You can't be in here." I whispered back, keeping my voice as low as possible. "If dad finds you in here, we're both gonna be in trouble."

He ignored me, just like he always does, and moved closer until our faces were just inches apart. "Are you okay?"

"You have to leave."

"Don't worry." He said, stroking my hair. "They're both asleep. Dad said he was sorry for choking you."

I nodded and sniffed a little. I didn't want him to see that I was crying. My neck still hurt and every time I pictured my dad screaming at me, another tear fell. He nodded too, then placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled my face toward his until our lips were pressed together. As soon as he felt my tears hit his face, he pulled away.

"Please don't cry."

I gave a tiny sniff and nodded. But, when he tried to lean back in, and stopped him. "We should go to sleep now. I'll see you in the morning."

He agreed, then leaned in again and kissed my forehead. He said goodbye, then stood and left my room.

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The next morning was a lot easier. My dad brought me a breakfast of toast, eggs, bacon and sausage. He told me I could stay home from school. I was guessing it was because of the large blue bruise on my neck.

Before leaving for school, Justin snuck into my room and gave me a kiss. He told me he'd call me first thing after school to see how I was doing. I told him it wasn't necessary, but he wouldn't let up. When he left, I rested my breakfast in bed on my nightstand and closed my eyes.

Well, I'm finished. I hope you guys liked it and I hope you're not mad at me for making their bad kinda abusive. But, I figured it'd be a drama adder.

Reviews will help me heal faster!

Naomi