Unsettling Situations

"Sometimes, the situations we're handed in life come unexpectedly, and in the end, it's how we deal with these situations that will determine whether they make or break us apart..."

-Flashback-

There's a long pause as silence takes over and I'm wondering if Malcolm hung up. But then he sighs tiredly into the phone and I know something is up. "She's not having those nightmares again is she?" He finally inquires with worry laced in his voice and I freeze, swerving slightly in the street when shock takes over. Say what now?

"Wha...what? What nightmares?" I ask in perplexity.

Then Malcolm groans in irritation and I think it's safe to say that we both know he should not have divulged that small piece of information...

"Hello? Malcolm, what nightmares?" I inquire again when the line goes dead silent.

"Look Justin, if you don't know, then it's not my place to tell you or get involved." He snaps. "I'm hanging up."

"What!? Wait, hold on. Listen man, I need your help. Your sister is going through some serious shit man. She's not even acting like herself anymore." I voice hoping that I won't have to confess my love for berry or something to get him to cooperate. He'd probably try to murder me if I did when we get back to Florida.

"Damn it Justin. This is very unprofessional. Do I have reason to think that there is something intimate going on between you two? Because..."

"No!" I cut him off as my heart continues to beat fiercely behind my ribcage. "No, I'm just worried about her. I...uh...I don't want this to affect her work." I state and well, that's sort of true. I think I more want to know about that asshole Christian though.

"Uh huh. I'm not stupid Timberlake, but I will be ignorant because I'm not digging the fact of being put behind bars with the same criminals I helped lock up." Malcolm admits and I swallow hard. Shit...

"So are you going to tell me what you meant? What nightmares Malcolm, this is serious."

"If she's not having them then..."

"She is. I think..." This lying streak I'm building comes easily now. In fact, it kind of reminds me of the huge jerk I used to be before berry came into the picture and changed everything.

"Ok Timberlake. I'm going to tell you so you can give me a fucking break." Malcolm begins and I hold my breath in anticipation of his next statement. "It's Christian. Ever since they broke up or well, they never officially broke up, but, after what he did to her at that party, she never saw him again after that. Now, Zary is a strong person, but I really think that asshole almost succeeded in destroying her. I have no idea what brought this up, but a few weeks later after everything was said and done, she began having these dreams. She used to wake up in cold sweat, screaming, shouting out all these things. Usually, she would cry out ‘no' or ‘stop' like something terrible was happening to her. But, every time I asked, she'd never tell me. So, I really didn't know how to help her. I...I don't want to give you the wrong idea but I always thought Christian was the main contributing factor behind those nightmares. I think he...he did something to her, or tried to but, I can't be sure because Zary never admitted to anything. Now I'm not telling you this to grill her Timberlake. Just so you know. She's been through a lot. But she hasn't had those nightmares in years as far as I know, so it's nothing to go digging into you understand? You can't expect her to be your regular normal person Justin...that's not possible with the past she had to endure..." Malcolm voices sternly and really, what the fuck is this?

I can't even believe what he just said. This is not happening right now. And what's this about they never ‘officially' broke up? And what does he mean by that dick did something to berry? Something like what? You know, he might be right about those dreams though because when Zara was asleep on my Jet and I tried to wake her she was moaning ‘stop' in her sleep. But shit, what does all of this mean?

"Hey, you still there Timberlake?"

When Malcolm calls out to me, I divert my attention back to my cell pressed against my ear. "Uh...yeah....yeah look thanks for giving me the heads up. And uh, don't worry about Zara, there's nothing going on there. I was uh, just concerned. Listen, I have to go I'm driving right now." I rattle out.

"Ok, but..."

"Yeah later man and thanks." I quickly cut him off, ending the call and tossing my phone back unto the passenger seat before he could get another word in. Zara is going to hate me for contacting her brother like this, but, I think I'm more interested in knowing that the fuck it is that she's not telling me now...

-End of Flashback-

Finally making it back to my family's house, I notice that all the lights are off except the porch light which means everyone has turned in for the night.

Well, it isn't exactly early. It's minutes to three in the morning and after speaking to Malcolm on the phone, I just drove around for hours with no destination in mind until I pulled up in front of the famous Lake in Shelby Forest where Trace and I use to go fishing when we were just kids. I sat there for a while in silence, just staring at the dark water and taking in the fresh air, clearing my mind.

That didn't last long because I realized that I needed to be home with berry.

So, here I am now, tiptoeing through my mama's house like some teenager who's coming in past his curfew and not looking to get caught.

It doesn't really bother me though.

Making it up to my childhood room that holds endless memories of me growing up here in Shelby Forest, I ease the door open cautiously to not wake berry if she's asleep. Walking into the partially dark room that's only illuminated by the moon seeping through the curtains from the window next to the head of the bed, I freeze solid in place.

My eyes flit over the rumpled red comforter and then to the figure standing in front of the window looking out. Frowning, I shut the door carefully as to not disturb her. God, she looks so far gone, just standing there, her arms folded across her chest as she gazes up at the night's sky. What is she even doing up at this time? I can hold off all my questioning based on what Malcolm told me for a later date. Right now I just miss my strawberry and I really hate that we can't find a common ground to focus on making this relationship work. How is she even going to be when we go public with this? Shit, I can't think about any of that now...

Silently walking up to her from behind, I take in her dark silhouette under the bright moonlight. She still manages to catch me with how beautiful she is. She really never deserved all the shit I spat at her in the past because of my insecurity and jealousy. But, we're past that right? So...

Lifting my hands up, I slowly snake them around her waist from behind, feeling her body go rigid against my touch before she relaxes in my embrace, my arms locking around her stomach as I pull her to rest her back flush against my chest. Sighing heavily, she drops her hands, allowing her fingers to graze softly up and down my arms. Bending my head, I press my nose against her neck, inhaling her familiar fruity scent before I place a soft kiss on her warm skin. Resting my chin on her shoulder, I gaze at the many trees outside then up at the starry sky. "Hey..." I whisper in her ear before kissing her earlobe lightly.

"Hey." She sighs, taking in a deep breath then expelling the air loudly. "Where were you? I was worried."

"I'm sorry I left like I did." I apologize in a hushed tone. "I needed to...clear my mind." I admit.

Turning around in my arms, she gazes up at me and I watch as her hazels sparkle under the clear lighting. Adjusting my hold around her, my palms lay on the flat of her back just above the curve of her butt.

"I'm sorry for everything Ju, I never meant to make you doubt what we have I just...god please don't be angry with me or..." But I silence her with a soft "Shhh..."

"Berry it's going to take a lot more for me to give up on us. Let's not...let's not stress on anything ok? Let's just try to enjoy the rest of this little vacation. I love you baby, so much." I coo and she finally breaks out into a smile.

"And I love you...always." She replies and I grin for her, shaking my head in response. "Oh and thanks for the little snack you laid out for me. It was delish." She adds in, causing me to chuckle.

"I'm glad you liked it." I smile. "You know, you're the only one right here..." I break our embrace to point to my heart for emphasis. "And as long as you keep me there, we'll get through whatever obstacles we might face." I place my hand on her chest, feeling the light thump of her heart, taking in her caramel brown face as her eyes gloss over.

"It's been a crazy ride." She giggles.

"It's not over...I don't ever want it to be over." I voice softly before leaning down to close the gap between us. Stopping just mere inches away from her face, I press our foreheads together, our noses touching lightly as I relish in the rapture taking over just by how close we are as I absorb her body heat. "God you smell delicious." I groan, as I shut my eyes and grip her hips tightly, loving the outlining of her curves.

"As do you..." She snickers and I smirk, pulling her against me before she takes the initiative to press her soft lips against mine...

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I really do love him. He's everything I could ever ask for and I've realized that I need to fight a little bit more for us. I can't have him bearing all the burdens. I need to step up and show him that he's worth my time, my love and my...everything.

Snaking my hands up to wrap around his neck, I pull off his cap, tossing it to the side before my fingers get lost in his thick curls. Maybe it's time he cut them, they're wild and crazy and I know it literally takes him hours sometimes to tame them.

Smiling at the thought, a soft moan escapes me when Justin deepens the kiss we're sharing, his tongue skillfully exploring my insides as his grip around my waist tightens, our bodies fused together. Feeling my breasts rub over every hard ridge and grove on his chest, I can't help but sigh because he just feels so damn amazing. I still think sometimes I might be dreaming, and it's only a matter of time before I wake up at my cubicle from the longest daydream I've ever had to date as Tennman's same lowly receptionist, with Justin not knowing my name or who I am. That would really suck if this was all a dream but it's not, and I need to remember that so I don't royally fuck things up.

"Berry..." Justin whispers against my lips, breaking our kiss to glare at me with darkened orbs as he grips a chuck of my nightgown in his palms.

"Huh?" I reply haphazardly.

"I want you so fucking bad right now..." He chuckles before grabbing one of my hands out of his curls and placing it to rest on the bulge that's rapidly growing in his jeans.

Gasping, I look up at him before my eyes dart back down to his growing arousal. "You want to put me to bed eh?" I giggle hearing him stifle a groan.

"Not yet, but, I do want to show you that no one else can love you like I can."

I think my heart just stopped due to the sultry, deep tone of his voice. Inhaling deeply, I keep my vision south as I tilt my head to the side, biting the corners of my mouth before I begin massaging him gently through his jeans.

"Shit baby..." When Justin proceeds to move my hand, I stop him by smacking his hand away. "Zara, what are you doing?" He chortles.

"Shhh...just, be quiet Ju." I instruct. Pulling him over to the bed, I push him to take a seat then help him to take off his t-shirt, jeans and shoes.

When he's left in only his blue boxers, I part his legs slightly to kneel before him, loving the shocked yet excited expression on his face.

"You don't have to." He whispers huskily, his toned, freckled chest rising and falling harshly with each prolonged breath he takes. His eyes are fixated on where my hands are now situated slowly rubbing him through his boxers as he fully hardens under my touch.

"I want to...I want to make things up to you." I reply and he frowns.

"Zara, you don't have to do it that way..."

"I want to..." I cut him off before I carefully pull him out his is confinements, causing him to drop back on his elbows instantly as his mouth hangs open slightly.

Looking up at him from where I'm kneeling between his legs, I lick my lips slightly before focusing on his erection that's rock solid, thick, heavy and pinkish at the tip. Gripping it firmly with my warm palms, I begin stroking it slowly, hearing Justin hiss loudly from my actions. Smiling, I pick up speed when his hips twitch lightly from my ministrations. Lowering my head towards him, I smirk when he tenses under my advancements but easily relaxes when I take the tip of his head into my mouth.

"Shit..." Justin chokes out, his eyes fluttering.

Humming softly, I wrap my lips around him, pausing a moment to taste his precum, swirling my tongue around as I place the slightest amount of pressure on my lips.

My hands are still wrapped around him, skillfully moving up and down as my mouth continues to work him, sliding over the tip and down his length, a soft groan escaping his lips. Pulling away slightly, I finally plunge my head down all the way, his breathing now ragged and choppy. Muttering obscenities, Justin's hands dive to my head, guiding me up and down his length as his fingers wrap around the strands of my curly hair, pulling slightly.

"Shit berry..." He heaves, his breath now coming out in pants as I continue to work him, my head bobbing up and on his shaft as I pay attention to the intensity and speed of my sucking.

When I feel him begin to twitch and pulse inside the warmth and moistness of my mouth, I pick up speed, sucking harder and harder, faster and faster, my tongue licking and swirling. His hips instantly match my rhythm when he can't take it anymore and he thrusts upwards lightly as he lets out a loud growl.

"Baby...oh my god..." Justin moans while looking down at me, our eyes connecting as he becomes mesmerized with my movements up and down his length. Damn he tastes amazing. "Shit, I'm so close." He forces out and I wink for him, feeling the vibrations of his light chuckles. "Fuck..." He snaps, his hips bucking slightly and I instantly slow my speed, not wanting him to cum just yet since I want to savor the moment and feel him, all of him. "Baby, baby stop." Justin demands, gripping my shoulders to move me off him as he desperately tries to hold off his orgasm.

Slowing down my speed significantly, I pull away from him, hearing him sigh from my absence.

"Something wrong Ju?" I ask. "I, I want you to cum I want to taste you." I whine.

"I...I'm not..." Swallowing hard, Justin motions for me to stand and I obey, still eying him. "I'm not ready just yet...not like this. Maybe another time?" He explains I nod, just glaring at him. "Come here girl." He smiles, before sitting up to face me. Standing, he easily pulls off his boxers so he's completely naked and looking like some type of Greek god in front of me.

Licking my lips seductively, I can feel my center burning up just by the sight of him. I'm damn near flowing as I cross my ankles together, still trying to keep my balance.

"What are you doing?" Justin laughs, before gripping my hand and pulling me away from the bed.

"Nothing...Why did you..." Looking back at the bed, I turn to face him when I see that we're standing by the large window again, the bright moonlight seeping in and painting our bodies with a white glow.

"Beds are so...old school." Justin snickers and I frown.

"They're comfortable." I correct before giggling. "What are you up to Ju?"

Pulling over a chair, Justin takes a cushion and places it on the seat before he looks up at me.

"Justin..."

"Shhhh." He silences me then straightens his posture glaring at the black night gown I'm wearing before he pushes off the straps causing it to fall in a heap around my feet.

Stepping out of it, I glare at him with arched brows when he takes in my now almost naked form, my black panty the only other piece of clothing left. "Well that was easy." He jokes and I roll my eyes, deciding to take things into my own hands for once. Grinning slyly, I push at his chest until he's sitting down on the chair. He's just looking up at me with curious eyes as he darts his tongue out to wet his lips. Stretching his hands out, he grips my waist and pulls me to stand between his legs before he slicks his fingers into the waistband of my underwear. Leaning forward, he places light kisses up and down my stomach, leaving trails as his tongue swims around and dips into my navel. Shuddering under his touch, he finally pulls down my underwear, helping me to take it off before he parts my legs, and pulls me down to sit on top of his lap, his erection sandwiched between the two of us.

"Hey." Justin whispers, tilting his head to the side.

"Hey..." I whisper back, wrapping my arms around his neck and tickling the base of the back of his head. "You're crazy." I point out.

"From you that's a compliment." He retorts before leaning forward to place teasing kisses on my lips as his large hands travel up my naked frame to my breasts. He squeezes my nipples, flicking them with his fingertips and I gasp, swallowing my moan when his lips connect to mine again. Cupping my breasts in his palms, Justin continues to massage and play with my mounds as he continues kissing me. God I just want him inside of me now... "Babe, you're dripping." Justin breathes out against my lips as he continues to savor our kiss.

Wriggling my hips when I feel my moistness trailing over his thighs, I let out a stifled moan when one of his hands dips down between us to fit his erection at my opening while his other hand moves around my waist to lift me up and fix me on top of him. Planting my feet flat on the floor, I freeze when he tries to pull me down again.

"Berryyyyyy...." Justin whines impatiently, thrusting his hips up slightly with a smile as I place my palms on his shoulders to steady myself.

"Justinnnnnnnnnnn...." I mock back, causing him to growl.

"Aww damn, I haven't heard your annoying scratchy whine in a while." He sighs, protruding his bottom lip in a pout.

"You're too cute." I giggle, before leaning forward to capture his lips with mine.

Humming a groan in approval, he grips my waist tightly and yanks me down on top of him unexpectedly, the head of his member piercing my hot center causing me to let out a guttural moan. "Uh shit." I mutter against his lips as Justin growls in response, his hold on me tightening immensely. Tensing under his grasp, I break our lip lock and hold my breath as he continues to pull me down, his thickness filling me and stretching me apart. Sighing, I feel a wave of pleasure rush through me when he pushes his way in until I'm sitting on his lap again, my walls constricting around him.

"I love you babe." Justin whispers tenderly, before pecking my lips. Lifting me almost all the way off, he pulls me back down unto him again and I moan, loving how he feels buried deep inside of me, hard and pulsing.

"Oh my god Ju." I pant as he sets a steady pace of thrusting in and out of me, directing my movements on top of him. Gripping his shoulders for support, I allow him to guide me as we're connected as one, our hips swiveling together as he pounds into me, hitting my sensitive stop over and over again.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I gaze into his deep blues, noting mixture of emotions emitted in the stare he's giving me. Biting the corner of his mouth, his smooth face contorts in pleasure as he continues to move in and out of me at moderate intervals, our hips gyrating as light coats of sweat form over our bodies, creating a glossy sheen under the moonlight.

I wish we could stay like this forever, connected as one. Whenever we're like this, so in sync with each other where nothing else matters but just the two of us living in that moment, it's the closest we get to perfection. But I know this isn't going to last forever. Still, it just feels so right being here with him like this...

"Shit Ju..." I gasp, as his speed picks up suddenly, his thrusts forceful and deep with me now bouncing on top of him, my breasts bobbing and rubbing against his chest.

"Promise me berry." Justin forces out in a strangled whisper, his blues piercing my hazels.

"Promise you what baby?" I coo, my head falling back as I feel my orgasm rapidly building since he's hitting that spot deep inside of me continuously, driving me crazy.

"Promise me that...that no matter what happens, you won't leave me..." He grunts, his fingers now digging into my side as he begins twitching inside of me. He's close...I can tell.

My hazels widen slightly by his statement, but I'm completely zoned and can't seem to lift my head to stare at him. Is he getting clingy or needy or is it just me? Maybe he's afraid that I'll be taken away from him. Well whatever it is, he doesn't have to worry about it. I'll always be here...I'm not going anywhere. "I...I promise Ju." I reply and I hear him let out a sigh of relief that melts into a deep throaty moan. Shit that was sexy.

"Fuck, berry you're choking me...let it out baby." Justin hisses when my walls begin clamping around him as I'm just at my peak of spilling over. I'm not ready yet, god, I just want this to last for as long as possible. It's crazy how he can drive me over the edge so easily. "Come on baby..." Justin coaxes, leaning forward to capture the flesh of my neck in a hot kiss before he sucks lightly. And that's all it takes for me to let go, not able to hold back any longer as I cry out his name when my orgasm laves my body.

Jerking, I writhe on top of him as my walls constrict around his dick, the intensity of the pleasure surging through my body blurring my vision. Gazing up at the starry sky for a split second, I feel a sense of euphoria engulf me, a lazy smile crossing my features when Justin grips me tightly, biting down on my neck to stifle his moans as his own orgasm takes over, causing him to thrust into me a few more times before he releases his seed deep inside of me. Gasping, he jerks beneath me a few times before he calms down, releasing a pleasurable sigh.

Still holding unto him for dear life, I take in a few deep breaths feeling my heartbeat slow down.

We remain like this, glued to each other for a few minutes in silence, me holding on to him as his arms are wrapped around my waist while he grows limp inside of me. I can feel the vibration of his thumping heart against my chest as he breathes deeply just glaring at me with adorning eyes.

Finally deciding to break the silence, I break out into a comical grin. "So are we stuck like this for the rest of the night, or are we getting into bed?" I inquire, giggling when Justin arches his brows at me in question. When I move to get up, his hold on me tightens, trapping me in place. "Justinnnnnnnn..."

"I'm thinking." He chuckles and I smack his chest playfully before he lets me go and I stand on shaky legs, moving away from him to gather my discarded nightgown.

Still sitting on the chair, Justin stretches his limbs out, a tired yet satisfied expression playing across his face. "We need to makeup like this more often." Justin smiles, finally standing and coming over to me, ripping my nightgown out of my grasp and tossing it onto the floor.

"Hey!" I belt with a scowl.

"Just get under the covers." He wriggles his eyebrows at me but I just roll my eyes.

"What if your mom..."

"I locked the door." He cuts me off with a mischievous grin before he moves to grab his boxers and slip them on.

Giving in, I shrug and turn around to head over to the bed, receiving a smack on my ass in the process. Jumping slightly, I just stick my tongue out at him, hearing him laugh out before I jump onto the soft mattress, crawling under the covers, waiting for him to join me.

"You know berry, I've been meaning to talk to you about uh...some things." Justin explains.

"Oh?"

"Yeah." He sighs.

Taking a seat the edge of the bed to face me, I make a gesture with my hand signaling for him to join me, but, the moment he begins crawling in next to me, a shrilling sound goes off echoing through the deafly quiet room.

"What's that?" I ask.

"It's my cell." Justin sighs in annoyance before he bends down, grabbing his discarded jeans to dig in the pocket for his cell. When he finds it, he glares at the caller ID before flipping the phone open, yawing slightly into the line. "This better be good man." He says through irritation.

"You are one hard motherfucker to get a hold of?" I hear the person's loud crackle over the line and immediately identify the caller to be Trace.

"Hey, is that Tracey-poo?" I ask excitedly, sitting up from the pillows to lean over Justin's legs.

"Uh yeah, hang on." Pulling the phone away from his ear, he hits the speaker button so I can hear Trace as well. "Hey T, you're on speaker phone. Someone wants to say hi." Justin voices, while looking over at me.

"Hey Tracey-poo!" I beam.

"Zar-bear? What's up girl? How's the vacation going? Met Justin's crazy family eh?" He snickers and Justin frowns.

"My family's is not crazy Trace." Justin defends while puffing out his chest slightly.

"Ignore him Trace." I giggle. "We're doing...good." I hesitate, knowing that we're ok...now. He doesn't need to know about before.

"Ok, that's cool. Well you know me, doing my shit back in the O. Can't wait for you all to get back here." Trace replies and I shake my head even if he can't see me.

"Ok, ok, this has gone on long enough, I'm about to turn in with my girl. Is there some reason why you called at practically four in the morning?" Justin growls.

"Shit, take it easy, I know it's late. But this couldn't wait any longer. I've been meaning to call you earlier but I've been you know...occupied."

"I bet you have, so what's the emergency? Who's dying?" Justin asks with mock seriousness.

"No one." Trace simply states.

"Then what the fuck is it T? I don't have time for this."

"Uh, maybe I should wait till you uh, get back to talk to you." Trace explains.

"What? No, no what is it?" Justin perks up instantly by the stern yet urgent nature of Trace's voice. I'm holding my breath in anticipation too.

"Ok, now don't panic or anything because everything is fine but uh, you remember that new receptionist you hired to take over Zar-bear's old job? That uh Morgan girl?" Trace inquires and Justin's body goes rigid instantly.

"Uh, Felicity yeah. What did she do? Did she screw something up?" Justin asks frantically. "I knew I shouldn't have left her with so much responsibility since she's new."

"Easy man. She didn't mess up. Well, yeah she did, she fucked with Yol's schedule but it was a simple mistake. That's not the main issue here."

"Then what? Spit it out T!"

"Right, so anyway, like I said she fucked up Yol's studio schedule and when Yolanda went over to Tennman yesterday to call her out on it, they had this really nasty argument in the lobby. Now, I would have waited for till when you came back to discuss this with you, because I'm sure Yolanda is going to want you to fire her. But, uh, what really made things a lot worse, was when Yol was leaving..." Then the line goes silent and I can tell by the look of impatience on Justin's face he's damn near ready to scream.

"Justin, someone tried to run Yol over with their car when she was leaving Tennman grounds in the parking lot yesterday afternoon. It was a silver Honda if my memory is correct. Shit man, we would have called it an accident but I was there man, I saw. They were aiming right at her. The person bent the corner and came at us out of nowhere. It's like they were waiting for her or something. They nearly knocked us both over, but I ran in front and pulled us to the side before that could happen. They sped off soon afterwards and as much as I didn't want to believe that happened, it did, because Yolanda was in so much shock she literally started crying. Man, I know how crazy this sounds and I wish I was wrong about this. I don't know what any of it means, but I do know that it was no accident." Trace states softly and I watch in horror as Justin drops the phone unceremoniously onto the bed before he looks over at me, his stunned expression matching mine.

Someone tried to knock down Yolanda in broad daylight!? And at Justin's business no less. Oh no, could things get any worse?! Why do these terrible things keep happening? Poor Yol, she must be terrified out of her mind.

"Justin? Zar-bear? I know this is kind of shocking and weird but we're ok. Just thought I'd let you guys know." Trace voices. "He...hello? Are you guys still there?"

Bowing his head, Justin brings his hands up to his curls, tugging on them lightly in thought. I'm still just sitting there speechless as my mind races with all these possibilities of why someone would do this.

"Fuck T...shit, that's...that's...oh my god. This is insane." Justin gasps softly, not able to process what Trace just said. And, I have to say that those are my sentiments exactly...

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