Chapter 14note- When you get to the part when the language Spanish is involved - if you are a fluent speaker of Spanish and recognize that I am off in the language- I am sorry. I am not all that familiar with the language I just take it in school.
"Are you sure your okay?" Justin asked for the tenth time.
She smiled surely. "Yes, I'm fine. I feel really good. VERY GOOD!" Both of them were walking to the car hand in hand.
Justin opened the door for Kim and she accepted his generosity and sat down. "Thank you for coming with me to the doctor. I know you were suppose to go into the studio today. Thank you, baby." She told him when he sat down himself.
He put his seat belt on and stuck the key in the ignition. "No problem baby girl. It's more important for me to be with you then to sing all day in some box. Besides the guys aren't mad at me anymore and they said it is okay if I take some time off. We are not rushing the album in anyway. When it gets done, it gets done. Our fans will understand. They always do. Thats why I love them so much."
Kim looked out of the window. "You do have the best fans."
Justin reached over and put the radio on. "Are you hungry, honey? Would you like to stop at a restaurant and get something to eat? I'm hungry."
Kim closed her eyes. "No, thanks. I'm not hungry. You can get something, but I don't want anything. I'm just tired and want to go to sleep. The weather makes me sleepy. Florida's weather is so weird. It's gotten so hot, so quick, And the humidity just gets to me and it makes me sleepy."
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"Kim...K...I...M!" She opened her eyes. Justin was kneeling down with the car door open. "We're home, baby girl."
She shifted with a smile, and tried to keep her eyes open. "Oh, I feel asleep?" She placed her feet on the pavement.
"Yeah. Want me to carry you upstairs, so you can sleep some more?"
She was seeing blurry because she was not completely awake. "Umm, that would be nice."
He picked her up in his arms, and shockingly she was light. He couldn't believe she weight only one hundred and seventeen pounds. She was short, five foot three, but she was tiny in size for her height.
When he entered the bedroom he gently placed her head against a pillow and lower her body to the solidness of the bed. "Okay, sweet thing. Sleep." He kissed her on the cheek and placed his hand over her eyes so she would close them. When he let his hand up, her eyes were indeed closed and she was silently breathing.
Justin went back to the car to get the food he picked up for himself on the way back. After getting his Chick-Fil-A. He figured since he was outside he might as well get the mail. He walked down his long driveway.
When he reached in his brick surrounded mail box and pulled the mail out of it, his heart stopped. Vogue magazine was in his box? That wasn't what stopped his heart...Kim was on the cover, and she didn't even look human in the photograph, she was so beautiful. It was very up close photo and it was back when she had her hair curly. The picture was nothing but teeth. Her smile shown perfectly and he eyes were close. She looked so beautiful. What was she doing on the cover of the magazine though? The reason didn't really matter. Justin was more worried about getting over the picture than anything else.
He picked up his jaw and went back to the house. He wanted to know where the picture came from. He scanned through the magazine trying to see if there were anymore pictures. He could not believe his eyes. There were more pictures. The first he saw was a black and white photo, it was a whole body picture of her from the back. Her face couldn't be seen but he knew it was her. She was wearing a very modern looking bikini. At the very bottom of the page on the magazine was the text:
'Kim is wearing a Crocodile-embossed bikini, Channel;$3500.'
Justin dropped his food on the floor and took a seat on the couch. "DAAAAAMMMMMMMNNNN. Can she get any hotter? What is this all about?" He flipped to the next page only to find another picture of her. There was a black background behind her. Her hair was straitened and blowing to one side. She had no emotion whatsoever on her face. She was wearing a dark blue extra short skirt and a black shirt that was completely unbuttoned and it just barely covered her up. It wasn't a sleazy look though, it was just the highest level of beauty he ever saw. The shoes she had on tied all the way up her legs.
He closed the magazine. "Damn, Kim. Damn, girl." He got up and picked his food up from the floor. "Why does she have to be so hot? I don't get it." He was breathing heavier and tried to catch his breath. "Damn she is so hot."
Justin left the rest of the mail on the coffee table and with the food, and the Vogue magazine, he went upstairs. He was going to ask Kim why was she in the magazine, but he changed his mind when he saw her on the bed moaning and crying. He set the food and the magazine on the dresser. " Kim, you okay? What's wrong?" He joined her side and looked into her teary eyes. She was making noises like a little girl.
"No...I cannot sleep. Everything hurts when I lay on my side." She whimpered.
"Awww, It does?" He remembered what Doctor Clark said try putting a pillow between her legs. He took a pillow from his side of the bed and bent it in half. He pulled the covers back and put it between them for her. He then pulled the covers back up over her. "Does that feel better? Are you more comfortable? He wiped her eyes.
"Yeah." She said softly. "It's kinda hot in here though." He went and cut the air up more.
"I'm kinda cold, but that doesn't matter." He kissed over her closed eyelid.
"I love you, Justin."
He kissed her once more. "I don't love you." She opened her eyes at the sound of what he said. "I REALLY love you."
She sighed with relief and closed her eyes again. "I REALLY love you too."
Justin watched her until she was sleeping deeply. To help her sleep even better he cut music on the lowest level in volume. With his food and the Vogue magazine he laid down on his side of the bed.
He hummed softly to the Lenny Kravitz CD that was playing, as he bit his chicken sandwich and stared at the amazing pictures of Kim, trying to wonder when, or why she got them taken.
In the corner of his eye he could see Kim stirring. He stopped eating and paused so she would not wake up. If she did wake up, she would probably want his food even if she said she wasn't hungry earlier.
Kim turned so that she was facing Justin. She could tell he was there because she could hear him humming. The pillow between her legs made her feel so much more comfortable and it helped her lie on her side. She smiled at him.
"Hey you." He said looking at her sweet expression, then his sandwich again. He knew he was about to lose it.
"Hey. What's that your eating?"
"Chicken sandwich from Chick-fil-A. Want some?" She opened her mouth and he let her take a bite of it. "Good?"
She sat up quickly. "My goodness. I almost choked trying to eat on my side."
Justin laughed. "Well don't choke. I don't know how to do the Heimlich Maneuver on a pregnant woman."
She pushed her short bangs out of her face. "Yeah haha. Can I have another bite? Please?"
"Yeah. You can um...have the rest." He took one last bite and gave it to her.
"Thank you, babe. You are so sweet." She saw he was reading, or looking at something in a magazine. "What's in that magazine that is so interesting?"
He held up the magazine to show her. "You! Tell me, Kim. What are you doing in this magazine? Don't you know it's against the law to look so damn hot? I'm not playing either. You should be arrested for looking so good."
She smiled at him nervously. "Well, I'm kinda a model for Chanel now. You know, the clothes designer and make up creator?"
He fell off of the bed. "Your a what? A model for Chanel?" He climbed back on the bed.
Kim couldn't help but laugh at him. "Yeah. Those pictures were taken about two months ago." She put the rest of sandwich in her mouth and finished it off.
"I...I don't know what to say. Your a model now. You get paid right?" He cut the stereo off with a remote.
"Of course. I get paid VERY well. I had to put modeling on hold for a while because I knew I was going to get bigger. I'm all fat and ugly now. You don't even want to touch me anymore."
Justin laid back and pulled her on top of him. "That's not true. Stop saying that." He put both of his hands on her thighs. "I always touch you. And your gorgeous. That bump on your stomach makes you even hotter." He rubbed her legs up and down as he did many times.
"Another reason why I love you so much. Your a great liar." She laughed and put her hands on each side of his waist. "I know I'm crushing you."
He licked his lips and groaned. "No you aren't, but please stop rubbing against me like that."
She ignored what he said. "That is so awesome how we have the room set up for the baby and everything. It makes me more excited."
"Uh...yeah...more excited." He took his hand and stopped hers from wandering. "Kim, what do you think you are doing?"
She looked at his hand on hers. "I was fixing your belt for you. It was too tight."
He nodded hesitantly. "Ummhumm. Yeah right. And what do you have to say about what you are doing now?"
She blinked innocently. "Um, I'm just loosening up your jeans. They are too tight too."
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"Kim what are you doing? You don't need to be doing so much work. Your pregnant, baby girl."
She rolled her eyes at him jokingly. "I'm just stacking the dishwasher, Justin. I don't think it is going to kill me." He was wearing only his boxers and when he laughed she couldn't take her eyes off of his lower stomach muscles. "Dang. Touring has done you well. Your body is so eye captivating."
He raised her head and kissed her on the lips. "Naughty, naughty, Kim. Thou shall not stare at one's lover so profusely."
She looked back down at his lower body. "Hehe. I love looking at your fine as...butt, so profusely. I almost didn't understand what you said for a second." She placed her head on his chest and he rubbed her back.
"Yo lo amo tanto, y yo no puedo esperar por usted ser mi esposa. Usted es la mujer más perfecta en esta Tierra. Nosotros vamos a tener el niño mejor juntos. Yo lo amo el bebé." [In English he said: I love you so much, and I cannot wait for you to be my wife. You are the most perfect woman on this Earth. We are going to have the best child together. I love you baby.]
Kim pulled her head back and her eyes widened. "I didn't know you knew such advance Spanish, Justin. Yo lo amo también. Y yo no puedo esperar por usted ser mi marido. Gracias por decir que yo soy bonito. Usted también es bonito. Yo sé que nosotros vamos a tener el niño mejor. Es porque yo estoy con el padrino de boda en el Mundo. Yo lo amo, Justin." [In English she said: I love you too. And I can't wait for you to be my husband. Thank you for saying I am beautiful. You are beautiful too. I know we are going to have the best child. It is because I am with the best man in the world. I love you, Justin.]
Justin's eyes fluttered. "Dang, well you know Spanish better than I do. What is Mundo? That is the only word I didn't know of."
"World." She told him wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Oh. Got it. I really love you, baby girl. Now we have a baby on the way. We have to be responsible. You know that."
"Yeah. We have a SON on the way according to you. Haha Justin you don't know if it is a boy or not. The you have the nerve to get all the baby stuff in blue? BABY-BLUE at that. What if it just so happens to be a girl?" She kissed his bare chest.
Justin pulled away from her hold and put her hair behind her ear. "I just know. A father knows his child." He winked at her. "And now Daddy must take a shower. Are you going to be okay downstairs by yourself?"
She picked up his hand and kissed it. Then placed it on her stomach. "Aww, how cute. You just talked to the baby. He heard you too. Can't you feel him kicking now? And yeah I am going to be okay down here by myself."
"That is so cool. He's responding to me." He kissed Kim on the cheek, then the nose. "I'll be back, sweetheart. I just got to take a shower. Okay?"
"Okay!" She told him turning back to the dishwasher and putting dishes in it.
After Justin left, there was a deafening silence throughout the house. Kim was finished staking the dishwasher and she cut it on. Even it was very quiet. She looked at the white wall on the side of her.
Kim sat her gym bag down on the floor and with her tennis shoes tied at the laces, in her hand she walked into the kitchen to get a drink. The house was silent and she didn't know if her parents were home or not.
She sat down at the large oak kitchen table and sipped a glass a Gatorade. She didn't realize her mother had entered the kitchen also, until she yelled at her. "YOU ARE ALWAYS SUPPOSE TO NOTIFY EITHER ME OR YOUR FATHER WHEN YOU ENTER THIS HOME."
Her head shot over to her mother. "Mom. I'm sorry mother. Yes, I am home safely. Cheerleading practice was so hard and rough today but I think I have all my steps together. I almost broke my leg tumbling. I went to do a..."
"ENOUGH! I don't want to hear anymore." Kim became quiet immediately.
Margret walked from behind the counter and eyed Kim. "LORD HAVE MERCY! PLEASE DON'T TELL ME THOSE ARE NOT THE NEW SNEAKERS I BROUGHT YOU! PLEASE TELL ME THOSE ARE NOT YOUR NEW SNEAKERS!"
Kim shook. She was scared because they WERE the new sneakers she brought. "Uh yes, Mother they are the new sneakers."
She slammed her fist on the counter. "WHAT? Kim..." She stomped out of the kitchen and a few second later she re-entered the kitchen with a bat in her hand. A metal one. Where the bat came from she had no idea. Kim stood up immediately. She had a feeling she was going to have to get away fast. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT BEING RESPONSIBLE? YOU JUST DON'T LISTEN, NOW DO YOU?"
She backed away. "Mom please. You said they were for cheerleading, so I wore them to cheerleading."
Her mother slammed the bat against the table and left a humongous mark on it. " NO EXCUSE. YOU COULD HAVE TAKEN BETTER CARE OF THEM. THEY ARE FILTHY! FILTHY!!! I HATE TO DO IT BUT I HAVE TO TEACH YOU A LESSON.
Kim ran out of the kitchen and Margret chased her. "But I've done nothing wrong. You better NOT hit me with that bat. I'm sixteen now MOM. WAKE UP!" She said crying. She ran behind the couch in the living room.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING TO, YOUNG LADY?" She was standing right in from of the couch. "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN HOW OLD YOU ARE. YOU WILL BE PUNISHED FOR YOUR WRONG DOING."
Kim's father came into view and he didn't look please. "Exactly why are you RUNNING from your mother?"
Kim put her long hair behind her shoulders with her tumbling hand. "She's trying to hit me with that bat, when I didn't do a DAMN thing wrong. YOU BOTH HAVE TO STOP TREATING ME LIKE THIS. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I'M GOING TO TELL EVERYONE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME, MY ENTIRE LIFE."
John laughed harder than her
ever laughed. "OH YOU HAVE DEFINITELY CROSSED THE LINE WITH THAT MOUTH OF
YOURS!" He walked up closer to her, and her mother too. "YOU WON'T BE
TELLING ANYONE ANYTHING. YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY? BECAUSE I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU DO.
IF YOU WANT ANOTHER REASON..."
He caught Kim off guard and jumped over the couch and grabbed her. "Ahhhhh. Get off of me. LET ME GO." He held and squeezed her tighter. "LET ME GO DAD. I'M INNOCENT. I DON'T DESERVE THIS!" She kicked and screamed but it didn't help anything for her.
"Just shut that mouth! Your right you don't deserve it. YOU DESERVE WORSE! IT HURTS US TO HIT YOU MORE THAN IT HURTS YOU! HIT HER MARGET. GIVE HER A NICE HIT ON THE HEAD."
She was helpless and the fear that was lingering in her body at the moment made her urinate on herself. She could see the force coming her way, from the bat, and there was nothing she could do. She felt no impact because when she was hit with the bat ,she was out like a light...
Kim took her eyes from the white wall and shook her head. Her body was trembling all over and she had this pounding in her head and she could see a black cloud trying to overtake her. She could feel her knees failing her. There was a pain in her head that was indescribable. Even her stomach had a strange feeling. She held the bottom of her stomach and tried to pick herself up as best as she could. "What's happening to me?" What was happening was she was overwhelmed by her past. The thought of it just hit her too hard, and she didn't know how to handle it. "Justin?" She was walking up the stairs but felt like she didn't know where she was going. She paused on the stairs and held her head with her hands. "OW. OH GOD MY, HEAD!" She needed Justin, and quick. Because maybe he could help her. "Justin?" She walked up more of the stairs with her shaking legs.
She looked around the bedroom and he wasn't there. "JUSTIN? JUSTIN WHERE ARE YOU? Oooh My head." The cloud of blackness was winning with her. She entered the bathroom and could see a blurred vision of him in the shower. "JUSTIN!"
Justin could hear her voice and could see her though the glass. He opened up the shower door. "Baby, you need something?"
She was no longer overwhelmed by her past, she was overwhelmed by HIM. She never saw him. ALL of him, and for the first time EVER, she did. "LIKE WHOA...need...emergency...treatment!" She put her hand on her head and was fainting.
Justin quickly grabbed a towel wrapped it around him and caught her just in the nick of time. Dripping wet, he laid her on the bed. He smacked her cheek. "Kim, you alright? Kim?" She was not responding at all, but she had a smirk on her face and seemed to be 'happy' whatever world she was in, so he just left her to sleep.
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Kim looked around the room. Justin was on his laptop and watching TV at the same time.
"Hey." He said touching her soft face.
"Hey." The first time she said it, sound didn't come out of her mouth. She cleared her throat and tried again. "Hey."
Justin put the computer to the side of him and moved over closer to her. "You feel better baby girl? What was wrong with you?"
She could feel a pillow tucked between her legs. "Well, I had this pounding in my head, and I started to feel sick, so I came up here looking for you. But then I saw it."
He chuckled and shrugged with his hands out. "You saw what?"
Her eyebrows raised. "I saw "IT". I saw "IT" Justin! And oh my...I never thought...DAMN IT'S HUGE."
Justin slapped a hand over his mouth.
"It's TRUE. It's HUGE!" He slapped a hand over her mouth too. She could tell he was blushing behind his hand. She pulled his hand off of her mouth. "My...my...GEEZ! IT'S HUGE! I don't mean to embarrass you, but..." His hand re-covered her mouth.
"Please stop talking about it." He muffled from behind the hand. "Thanks for the compliment though." He shook his head at her. "HOW EMBARRASSING. I didn't even think anything of it when I opened the door up." He changed the subject. "Are you okay? You've been sleep for forever."
She accepted the changed subject. "I have? I feel fine now. My head is not hurting." She smiled to herself. "I knew it was big...but damn, it's HUGE!"
Justin hid his head in a pillow. "Kim, stop it. I'm as red as a Coke can."
"I'm hungry. You know that chocolate Sunday thing you made me? That was delicious." She said in a yawn.
Justin jumped to his feet. "Okay I'll make you another one." He slid the laptop over to her. "I was just looking at baby names, you should take a look at some too."
"Baby names? Cool." She sat up and placed the computer on her knees.
"Okay. Anything in particular on the Sunday?"
She took her eyes from the computer screen from a brief moment. "Just put everything on it. EXTRA nuts and EXTRA chocolate chips."
He gave her an okay gesture with his fingers and left the room.
When he made it downstairs he took out the vanilla and chocolate ice-cream. He took a deep dish from a cabinet and started to put scoops of ice-cream in it. As he was doing this, the door bell rang. "Hum...wasn't expecting any company." He licked the ice-cream that had gotten on his fingers away, and walked to the front door. He unlocked the door then opened it. "SON OF A BITCH!" His anger could not be controlled when he saw who it was. He grabbed the person by their shirt and slammed them up against the pale colored brick on the outside of his house. "How dare you come here? HOW DARE YOU COME TO MY HOUSE?" He slammed the person up against the wall again. He was staring at the face of the man he saw at the restaurant him and Kim was at several months ago. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE OLD MAN? PERHAPS YOU LIKE TO STEAL KIM AND SHOOT HER AGAIN? YOU SON OF A BITCH. YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT, OR I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS!"