JUSTIN'S POV:
I made my way into mine and Tiffany's bedroom later that evening, noticing Allie had changed the bedding. Exhaling a breath as I saw Tiffany turned away from me, I shut the door quietly behind me, kicked off my shoes and moved onto the bed, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind…
TIFFANY'S POV:
I sighed heavily as I jumped at Justin's touch, tears filling my eyes… "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." he replied, pressing his lips to my hair "It's okay."
"No it's not. You're the one person I never thought I'd not want to touch me, but at the minute I can't bear it." I admitted "I'm sorry."
"What do you want me to do?" he questioned
"Can you just give me some time on my own?" I asked as I turned in his embrace to face him
He nodded his head and pressed his lips against my forehead… "Okay."
"Thank you." I replied, smiling at him weakly as he climbed from the bed and left the room
JUSTIN'S POV:
I sat in the living room later that evening watching TV when Dad walked through. Switching the TV off, he sat down in the chair…
"She can't bear me touching her," I admitted "I shouldn't have let it happen."
"She'll be okay." he replied "I know she will."
"How do you know that?" I questioned "You're not psychic."
"I know because she's standing in the doorway right now." he informed me
Turning to the doorway, I saw Tiffany stood there, her eyes on me. Watching Dad as he left the room, he squeezed Tiffany's arm and she stepped into the room, moving to sit next to me…
"You okay?" I inquired
"I think so." she replied "I heard what you said to your Dad. This was my idea. I was determined to go through with it, whether you liked it or not. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine."
"I should've stopped it sooner. I should've pulled you away from him and told you how much I loved you." I informed her
"It wouldn't have stopped me. I wanted him where he is now, in a cell." she admitted "You know me when I want something, I won't stop till I get it."
I smirked at her and pressed my lips against her forehead… "Oh, I know."
"Are you coming to bed?" she questioned
"Are you sure you want me there?" I asked
"Of course I want you there, Justin." she informed me "I've realised something, if I can't have you touching me, Jake wins. But I've realised I can, so he doesn't win. He won't win. He won't break me, and he won't break us."
"Do you mean that?" I inquired
TIFFANY'S POV:
"Do you mean that?"
I moved closer to Justin and brushed my lips against his, sighing contentedly as he cupped my cheek in his hand and pulled me even closer to him, his lips capturing mine…
Tiffany's determined Jake won't break hers and Justin's relationship – is she right?