Part 11

Selena's POV

I poured a little alcohol onto a piece of cotton ball and dabbed it on Justin's lip. He squeezed my thigh gently in pain but instantly let go.

I looked down and I closed my eyes and I thought back to Jeremy and Jacob touching me.

Their hands placed on every inch of their skin until their lungs dropped dead.

I killed 2 men.

I shook my head biting my lip as my anxiety started to kick in but I felt Justin's hand on my shorts causing me to snap up.

"Sorry" he whispered and I shook my head gripping on the bottom of Justin's shirt.

"It's fine, you can hold me if you're in pain," I said laughing a little and he nodded looking down. I felt a little uncomfortable and adjusted myself on Justin's lap.

"You-u ok" I heard Justin whispered to me and I nodded continuing to patch his lip up. Once I finished that, I worked on his eye, which was swollen.

Shit, he needed ice.

"Justin come downstairs, so I can ice your eye," I said getting up slowly and he nodded trying to stand but fell back down. I mentally smacked myself at my stupidity.

He's freaking hurt Selena and you're making him stand by himself.

"One sec," I said and placed Justin's arm around my shoulders slowly walking him downstairs. I went to the kitchen and Justin sat on one of the stools.

I grabbed an ice pack and wrapped a towel around it since it was really cold and handed it to Justin. He grabbed it whispering a quick thank you and placed the ice pack slowly on his eye.

I felt myself getting hungry and went to the stove I thought of making pasta but would Justin like it?

Wait do I care?

Nope.

I quickly chopped the vegetables and grated the cheese and did whatever you do to make pasta.

Can't be bothered to go into details.

"W-what are you cooking?" I heard a voice behind me, I turned around and saw a curious Justin.

"A dead corpse," I said playfully and I saw his eyes widened as he became pale.

Did he really think I'm cooking a dead corpse?

Like okay, I killed 2 people, well actually when the police find out, they'll think they killed themselves by the alcohol after fucking themselves.

They both had a liver problem due to obsessive drinking.

I glanced towards him."Dude I'm cooking pasta not a corpse" I laughed for a couple of seconds as I shook my head.

"Well it's not my fault, I mean I barely know you who knows what you do" I heard him mumble and I couldn't help but glare at him.

"Really so are you scared of me?" I asked with a smirk but and he looks at me with eyes widened. He tilted my head looking at him innocently even though I was mentally murdering him.

"W-what, erm I-I d-don't" Justin stuttered and I saw him looking around scared.

"Forget it" I snapped at him.

Ugh, why does he always stutter? I mean I wasn't gonna fucking hit him or something.

I ignored him and wait for the pasta to be done. It took like half an hour even though it felt a year. I took it out without the oven gloves which a bad Idea cause I burnt my hand.

"Fuck" I shouted holding my burnt hand and I heard the stool tip over.

"Oh my gosh, Selena are you ok," Justin asked as he held my hand pulling me to the sink, but I pushed him away from me.

"I'm fine, I can take care of myself" I growled at him and he hesitantly nodded and I go back to the sink. I finally put the oven gloves on and take the pasta out placing it on the counter ignoring the pain going through my hand.

"S-Selena are u gonna p-put something o-on your burnt hand," Justin asked nervously and I sighed before nodding taking the oven gloves off.

I went to the sink and placed my now red hand under the cold water as I bite my lip trying to hold the pain. After it started to get better I wiped my hand and got two plates for me and Justin.

"Selena I-I can d-do i-it," Justin said getting the spatula to take the pasta out. I glanced at him with a sorry expression and nodded feeling a little tired and he placed a plate of pasta in front of me with a fork and does the same for himself.

We both quietly ate in silence, which I hated cause it just made me nervous.

"S-Selena h-how d-do you k-know my dad," Justin asked breaking the silence and I bit my lip in shock as I thought back to his dead dad.

Justin's pov

S-Selena h-how d-do you k-know my dad" I asked breaking the silence, she looked at me with her eyes widened.

Was that a question I shouldn't have asked?

"You don't know," she asked confused as she lightly moved around in his seat.

I mean why would I know?

"Oh, well" she whispered without commenting any further and I bit my lip waiting for her to tell me.

Wait was she gonna tell or not?

She looked at me. "I'll tell you when you're ready," she said looking at me and I nodded even though I wanted to know now.

I mean I have a right but the question what have I got to do with Selena?

She placed her plate in the sink and I did the same. I heard her yawn which made me a little tired as well.

"Come on let's go to sleep," Selena said walking upstairs.

Wait did she mean we were going to sleep together?

I haven't slept with a girl or in fact anyone even though we did before.

I saw her open a door and we went inside, it had white walls and a king-sized bed with a wardrobe.

Wow, she must be really rich but wasn't she in a gang or something so she must have had a lot of money to afford this.

"You're sleeping here, ok I'll be next door if you need anything" Selena smiled before walking to...I'm guessing her room.

Whew ok, we're not sleeping together.

I walked inside and laid across the bed. I had so many questions in my head about Selena and what her connection is with my dad.

But I was kind of glad cause whether Selena knows this or not, she did kind of save me from that ass.

Mind my language

I got back up and placed the photo of my mum on top of draw near my bed before I realised that I didn't have any clothes to change into and my clothes are ripped.

Should I ask Selena or not?

I mean would she lend me some?

Wait does she even have guy clothes.

Ugh, fuck it.

I walked towards Selena's room and Knock on the door.

"Come in" I heard her say and I opened the door to see her on the bed on her phone.

Of course, what does she do other than that?

Well drugs and being scary.

"Erm, I don't have any clothes to change into," I asked scratching the back of my neck sheepishly and she nodded.

"Oh, I have the clothes I bought you before, it's in your wardrobe," She said before glancing at me for a sec and waved bye.

Oh yeah, I forgot about that.

"Thanks," I said quickly and ran back to my room which hurt a lot. I smiled at the fact she put all of the clothes in my wardrobe organised.

I laughed as I said 'my wardrobe' it didn't feel real.

I picked out a black Calvin Klein boxer before shutting the doors

I tried to take my t-shirt off but it hurt my arms so I tried to take my trousers off but I fell down.

Ugh, I give up.

"Hey, you ok.... erm what are you on the floor" I heard Selena asked confused and I looked at her from the floor.

She looked kinda funny upside down.

But still perfect.

"Erm I w-was trying t-to put my clothes o-on but I-I couldn't" I sheepishly smiled and she laughed a little before walking towards me. She pulled her hand out and I took it before slowly pulling me up.

Wait what was she gonna do?

"Put your arms up," Selena said and I looked at her confused.

Wait was she gonna change me?

Why she's already seen you half-naked

"Hurry up" she demanded raising her voice and I nodded quickly before placing my arms over my head lightly. I felt her fingers brushed against my waist and sliding upwards then she pulled my t-shirt off.

She let out a breath. "Erm are you gonna sleep with your boxers on only," she asked pointing at the boxers on the bed. I looked at her and nodded.

She nodded slowly and I thoughts I saw her cheeks redden.

Wait did I make the bad girl blush?

We both stayed quiet for a second

"Ok, do you want me to take off your trouser as well," she asked scratching her arms as well and I mentally laughed cause she looked like a tomato.

"Erm o-ok," I said but I kind of wanted to see where this would go.

"Ok" she blushed and stepped closer to me and I didn't move as her hand reached my belt loops. She pulled them down to my ankles and I sat on the bed as she folded them up.

Wait how I suppose to take off the boxers I was wearing?

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How does Selena know his dad?