JUSTIN'S POV:
I walked around the back garden of the house, waiting for Mark to answer…
"Justin…" he greeted me as he finally answered as I was about to hang up
"Mark, hi," I mirrored "sorry for the no show this last week…"
"I was wondering when you were going to get in touch," he admitted "what's the deal?"
"It's a long story," I sighed "a very long story."
"You'd better start talking then, hadn't you?" he questioned
TIFFANY'S POV:
"Okay, thank you." I sighed as I spoke to my boss "Yeah, I'll speak to you soon. Bye."
I hung up the phone and moved to stand by the kitchen window, watching as Justin spoke to his boss on the phone…
JUSTIN'S POV:
"Shit, mate…" Mark sighed as I finished filling him in "Um, yeah, I don't know what to say."
"There's nothing you can say." I replied
"Just take as much time as you need," he informed me "and keep in touch, yeah?"
"Are you sure?" I asked "I hate to do this to you…"
"It can't be helped. You're where you need to be by the sounds of it, so stay there." he replied "We'll speak soon, okay?"
"Okay." I mirrored "Thanks, Mark."
"No problem, bud." he proclaimed "Take care of yourself and that lady of yours. Speak soon."
Hanging up the phone, I looked to the kitchen window and saw Tiffany watching me. Smiling at her warmly, I made my way back inside and shut the door behind me…
"What did your boss say?" she questioned as I walked into the kitchen
"He told me to take as much time as is needed." I informed her "And he's going to continue to pay me."
"What?" she asked "How does that work?"
"I'm owed some holidays," I explained "and I'm on leave so…"
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather be going back to London?" she inquired
"Yeah, I would, but I'm not leaving you here so…" I informed her "What do you want to do?"
"Call the police, tell them about what Andrew did to me…" she admitted
"Are you sure?" I questioned "You've had a stressful day as it is."
"If I don't do it now I never will." she informed me "So yeah, I need to."
"Okay." I replied
TIFFANY'S POV:
Floyd made his way into the living room as Justin showed the police out and sat down next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder…
"Why didn't you tell me you were calling the police?" he questioned
"I thought you could do with some time on your own to get your head around the news…" I admitted
"You're my baby sis though, Tiff. If you needed me, I would've been here." he informed me
"I know." I replied "I know."
"They said they'll be in touch in a few days…" Justin admitted as he walked back into the room
"Can you not see we're in the middle of something?" Floyd inquired
"Floyd…" I sighed "Don't start!"
"I'm not. He thinks he can just interrupt whenever he wants and I'm not having it!" he proclaimed
"I'm not trying to start anything here, Floyd, and you know that." Justin informed him
"You just being here is starting something. You need to go, leave, piss off back to London!" he admitted
"I can't do that…" he replied "Not when Tiff needs me."
"She's got me. I'm all she needs." Floyd informed him
"No you're not, Floyd." I admitted, swallowing a lump in my throat "Justin's what I need too."
"Why is he?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow at me as I stood up and moved over to Justin
"Because he's not involved in this situation," I informed him "and he knows how to act around me. He knows that I can't deal with all the aggravation and stress, so he's doing his best to take that away."
"He shouldn't be here though, Tiff, not after what he did to Mum…" he sighed
"Mum's forgiven him, so why can't you?" I inquired
"What? No she hasn't. You're lying…" he replied
"We talked," Justin informed him "and she asked me to look after Tiff, and I'm going to fulfil that promise to her."
"Mum saw that he's changed, Floyd. And because you're so stubborn, you don't want to see it, but you know he has." I replied "So please, can we not have any more arguments and disagreements? I need Justin here, and you need to accept that."
JUSTIN'S POV:
"Floyd's gone out…" Tiffany informed me as she walked into the living room
I nodded my head in understanding… "It'll do him some good."
"Do you think?" she questioned
"Hopefully." I replied "Come on, come and sit down."
"There's all that washing up to do from dinner. I can't just leave it…" she sighed
"It'll still be there in the morning, so we'll do it then." I informed her, taking hold of her hand, pulling her onto the sofa with me "Come on, look what's on TV."
"Twilight, but you hate it…" she replied
"But you love it so I'll endure it." I admitted "And look what I've found…"
Moving the cushions, I set three bags of popcorn onto my lap… "Film night, just you and me."
"I'm gonna go and put my pyjamas on," she informed me "can I steal one of your jumpers?"
I nodded my head… "You don't have to ask."
"Thank you." she replied, softly pressing her lips against mine before leaving the room
Floyd's still holding a lot of anger and resentment towards Justin, will that ever change? And Tiffany has finally accepted she needs Justin to be with her so she can get through. What next?