Chapter 4:

Justin tried to walk to the door before she left but he stopped himself.

Isabel stepped into the hall and ran into JC, who looked alarmed.

"Woah." He said. She looked at him with concern.

"Jace, what are you doing?"

"Looking out for you."

"Me and Justin just... got in a fight."

"Uh, yeah, I heard. You were screaming."

"Sorry." She said.

"No, it's ok. So what happened?"

"Justin had another girl here. He told me."

The look on JC's face was a dead giveaway that he knew something.

"You didn't know about this, did you Jace?"

JC thought about what he would say. Should he lie or tell the truth?

*~

Justin threw himself onto the bed and closed his eyes.

*Your so stupid, Justin. You should never have done that to Isabel. She's right, what are you gonna tell Roland? * He talked to himself, rolling onto his back. He heard a knock on the door and jumped up to answer it. But the door opened and Elise walked in, quick to close the door behind her. Elise was probably the last person she wanted to see right about then. He rolled his eyes.

"Elise, not now."

"Is Isabel here?" She whispered.

"No. She was. Oh gee, ya' just missed her. She went running out when she found your lip gloss in the bathroom."

"Shit..." She muttered. "Justin, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, well so am I. Isabel's gonna divorce my ass..."

"No she wont." Elise remarked.

"Yes. She will." He growled.

"Justin, she's inlove with you. She's not gonna divorce you. You guys have a son together for Christ's sake."

"Yeah, and what am I supposed to tell Roland, huh? Oh hey, sorry I couldn't keep my dick in my pants. That's why your mom and I are divorced."

"Shut up, Justin. Isabel’s got you all worked up."

"Look Isabel-" He stopped, realizing he addressed Elise as Isabel. "Christ…" He muttered. "Atleast that didn’t happen the other way around. ELISE, I think you should go. I need to talk to Isabel." Justin said, not even able to look at her.

Isabel stormed in behind Elise. Elise spun around and came face to face with Isabel Timberlake. Isabel shot Justin a cold look with tears streaming down her face.

"So, is this that whore of yours, Justin? Two months, ey? Must be a good fuck, nice try with the one night shit, J." Isabel said. "And you." She said, staring with disgust at Elise. Elise looked Isabel up and down, this being the first time she ever saw her. "You little bitch, who do you think you are?"

"I’m Justin’s new favorite." Elise smarted back.

"Oh really."

Isabel found herself at a loss of words. Justin cleared his throat.

"Elise, we have to end this. I’m a husband, and I can’t ignore that."

"Oh you were ignoring it?" Isabel jumped in. Justin put a hand up.

"I love you, Elise. But Isabel needs me."

"I don’t NEED you!" Isabel yelled, outraged at Justin’s words.

"Isabel! Shut up!"

"Yeah, shut up ya’ dumb broad." Elise muttered with her back to Isabel.

"Justin!" Isabel pleaded. "Tell her to shut her trap!"

"Justin, tell her I’m a jealous, fat bitch." Elise muttered.

Justin threw himself into a chair nearby.

"Both of you…. Quiet the fuck down." He yelled, putting his head between his knees. He didn’t know what to do.

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