Chapter 53 note- Hey that graphic is sad. Poor Justin. It shouldn't be up here, but it's funny...kind of lol!

"YOU HAVE TO BE HITTING SOMEONE BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING IS TRUE!"

Kim had a hand to Justin's chest, and she was trying to force him back and away from Britney. "JUSTIN, JUST STOP! OKAY?"

"WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU...ARE...NOT...WELCOME...HERE! YOU THINK SOMEONE WANNA LOOK AT YOU? YOU COCKEYED BITCH!"

Britney lunged at him, crushing Kim between them. She captured the bandana around his neck, and began to choke him. "I'M TELLING YOU NOW! YOU ARE GOING TO GET YOUR ASS KICKED!" She used her other hand to tug on his strands of hair, which were growing.

"AHHHHH! GREAT! SO, NOW SHE'S GOT MY HAIR!" He reached up and practically tired to break her fingers free from him. "YOU BETTER WATCH IT! I'LL DEFLATE ONE OF YOUR BREASTS!"

"BRITNEY, STOP! JUST LET HIM GO! JUSTIN, QUIT! BOTH OF YOU STOP IT!" She was thrashed back and fourth between the two.

"KIM, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! MOVE!" Justin shouted at her, as his hair was literally being ripped out.

"I can't believe you guys are fighting like this...BRITNEY, JUST PLEASE LET HIM GO! I UNDERSTAND YOU MAY BE UPSET OVER WHAT HE SAID, BUT IF YOU KEEP HITTING HIM, I'M GOING TO BE FORCED TO KICK YOUR ASS"

The tremendous pain his scalp was under, made Justin yelp. "AHHHHHHH, FUCK! KIM, MOVEEEEEEE! WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY?"

She slipped out of the human sandwich, and put her hands over her ears. "No. Not again. Not the fighting again. No more madness. NO MORE! NO! And he's yelling at me like that?" She ran over to Jade, added her in her arms, and jetted upstairs and out of sight, leaving Justin and Britney going at it.

He finally was able to rip her fingers off of him, but her other hand was still attached to his bandana. "WHY DON'T YOU JUST BACK OFF? YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO TAKE ME DOWN, HOE!"

"AND YOU'RE STILL TALKING SHIT!" She unrestrained him, with a hard thrust of her hand.

Justin was out of her hold, but he was steaming. His blood was boiling with the hatred he had for her. He cleaved the bandana from him and pitched it across the room. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? YOU SHOULD BE SCARED RIGHT ABOUT NOW! DIDN'T YOU GET ARRESTED BEFORE FOR MESSING WITH ME? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU WOULD BE IN IF I CALLED THE COPS ON YOU?" He sluggishly ambulated closer to her.

She pondered her eyes with repulse. "SCARED? I WOULDN'T CALL IT THAT! IT'S MORE LIKE I DON'T CARE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE, JUSTIN! I DON'T HURT YOU EMOTIONALLY LIKE YOU DO ME! ALL YOU DO IS PUT ME DOWN! AND TALK ABOUT ME! I DON'T DO YOU LIKE THAT! HELL, I'M EVEN NICE ENOUGH TO GIVE YOU COMPLIMENTS! YOU CAN'T JUST LET IT GO CAN YOU? I WAS SORRY! I WAS SO SORRY! BUT NOW I'M NOT SORRY, BECAUSE I REALIZE HOW YOU ARE! YOU ARE THE MESSED UP ONE NOW! AND WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT, YOU WERE NEVER ALL THAT GREAT TO ME! EVERY TIME WE WERE IN PUBLIC YOU WOULD IGNORE ME, ACTING LIKE YOU DIDN'T LOVE ME! YOU PROBABLY NEVER CARED!"

"I DID CARE! JUST NOT NOW! YOU CAN COME IN HERE AND GIVE YOUR I'M SORRY SPEECH, YOU CAN TELL ME HOW AWFUL I WAS TO YOU AND BRING UP OLD SHIT, AND YOU CAN CRY YOUR EYES OUT! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! NOTHING WILL MAKE UP FOR THE THINGS YOU'VE DONE! YOU CAN'T GET THAT THOUGH YOUR HEAD! I'M NEVER GOING TO FORGIVE YOU! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! AND I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU WOULD STAY OUT OF MY PERSONAL LIFE! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! YOU ARE NOTHING FOR ME..." She slapped him in the face. He temporarily seized, and waited as the burn from her strike circulated on his cheek. He was grateful her hit was not nearly as painful as Kim's. "That was it, Britney." He enthralled her muscled arms tightly and held her against the wall. Every word that exited his mouth was declared with tremble and shake. "Now listen to me. LISTEN!" He said in an crazed and insane whisper. "Don't hit me again." He turned his head to the side. "Got it?" His arctic breath froze her cheek as he muttered. "Awww, your shivering. Did I scare you? Don't worry, baby. I'm not going to hit you." He laughed at her. "And you said you can be a crazy bitch...you haven't seen how crazy I can be. Sometimes I just..." He hesitated purposely. "SNAP!" He said the word with such a scabrous tone that it made her jump. "Now, I'm going to tell you this one time. And one time only. If you come over here again, I'm going to have Kim beat the SHIT out of you, and I'm calling the cops. This is a warning. And don't you EVER, for any reason, come over my house again. You can pass the message to your boyfriend as well. Contact Kim in another way, but do not come to my house." He used a finger to tip her chin up. "UNDERSTAND ME?"

She propelled him off of her, which knocked the wind out of him. "GET YOU HANDS OFF OF ME! AND FINE! I'LL NEVER COME BACK! I MEAN IT THIS TIME! I'LL NEVER COME TO YOUR HOUSE AGAIN, AND I'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR GOOD! YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE MY FRIEND! BE THE ASSHOLE YOU WANT TO BE! I'M SERIOUS, JUSTIN! I'M GOING TO LEAVE YOU ALONE!"

He reposed his hands on his waist. "YEAH, RIGHT! DON'T YOU "ALWAYS" SAY THAT? GET OUT AND GO!"

She stuck her middle finger up at him, and he returned the favor. "I'M GOING! AND YOU CAN EAT THIS, BITCH! THATS WHAT YOU CAN DO!"

"AND YOU CAN TAKE A BATH! NOW GET OUT!"

She devised the house, leaving the front door wide open.

Justin stormed to the door and slammed it for her. His first priority at this point was Kim. He didn't care about anything else. He knew she was probably somewhere crying, and he went straight upstairs.

Her hair was angled downward, along with her head. And the Kleenex in her hand was evidence she was crying.

He entered the bedroom, with a feeling that was almost of shame. He convened down beside her, and his colossal hand touched her back. "I'm sorry for what I said to you downstairs. But you know how I get when I am angry. You would never start crying just because I told you to move. Why are you crying, Kim?"

She elevated her face so that he could see her. She was not crying very hard, and batted her eyes with the half-soaked tissue. "I'm crying because I don't want the fighting anymore. I'm sick of it. I thought we had moved on from that point. And you get so scary when you are mad, Justin. I don't know what to think when you get upset. Hopefully, you didn't punch Britney or something." She held the tissue to her nose. "And I would have hit you like she was hitting you, because you were being horrible and provoking her."

He gazed away from her in shock. "You think I would actually hit her? I would never do that. And I didn't. Kim, why are you standing up for her so much? She had no business being here." He pulled her head to his chest and ran his fingers through her hair. "Don't cry, sexy. She should have never came over here, and everything would have just been fine."

She sniffled quietly. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

He smacked his lips. "Pleeeeease. I've had worse beat downs from you when we were play fighting. It kind of hurt when she slapped me, but not anymore. When you slap me I'd be hurting for days. Are you okay?"

She shook her head. "No. You got all mad because Britney came over here. The reason why she came over in the first place was because I told her to."

He rejected Kim away from him. "Why'd you do that? What could you possible need her for?" He could tell she was trying to avoid his question by glutting. "HUH, KIM?"

She toyed with the tissue by opening it up and closing it. "Well, umm. She is doing a favor for me. Actually, she helping me do something for you."

He shrugged with an attitude. "WHAT?"

"Justin, I can't tell you. It's...I just can't tell you."

"So, you are telling me, that you are hiding something from me. And you CAN'T tell me?" He sighed loudly. "Okay. Enough of this bullshit. Justin is walking away now."

He vanished into the bathroom with the door still open.

Kim wiped her nose one last time with the tissue before following after Justin. As soon as she stepped foot into the bathroom she saw a piece of his clothing on on the floor. She threw the Kleenex away and followed the trail of Justin's clothes. He was where she assumed he would be. The shower. And he was inside of it already. "Justin?"

"No!" He informed. "I don't want to talk about it. I DON'T and WILL NOT talk about it!"

"Okay. I just need to tell you something." She opened the door of the incredibly large walk in shower. "Is that acceptable? May I please just tell you something, Justin. I don't want you mad at me. Thats the last thing I want." Water drizzled into his hair, down his face, and down his lean body. Witnessing this made her pause with a large swallow.

He slicked his drenched hair back with one hand. "I don't want to talk to you right now, Kim. I told you that. You are walking around here doing God knows what with that bitch, and right now I have no words for you."

She removed the pink bandana she had on, and threw it down. "Well, baby." She began, as she unbutton her small pink top. "I am so sorry for sounding like I am hiding something from you."

He looked at her face closely as she spoke to him.

She unhooked her bra. "The reason why I invited Britney over is because. She is helping me out for a surprise for you. But I can't tell you what it is because it will spoil the fun. But it's a good thing. Not a bad thing."

"What is it?" He asked through clenched teeth. "What the hell is this surprise you are speaking off? Because if you don't tell me, then I won't believe you."

She unzipped her jeans and pulled them off, followed by her underwear. "Okay. It's..." She stepped into the shower with him occupying the space he had made for her. "This is quite embarrassing, Justin. And I'm not going to tell you exactly what the surprise is, but it involves...it involves."

He moved his hand to urge her to continue. "It involves?"

She huffed. "It involves your fantasy. I was getting some information from her, so that I could get certain things to fulfill your fantasy. The performer one! I was going to perform for you, and she was going to help me out with that...I guess not now." Justin was under the stream of water, but she wasn't and she was basically all dry, except for the fact that her feet were wet.

Suddenly his anger flooded out of him, and it touched his heart to know that she would even consider doing such a thing. Just to make HIM happy. His eyes lightened and he remained motionless.

She looked down at the grooves of the shower floor. "I thought I would dance and sing for you, Nitsuj. Just to give you that one moment you could cherish. And I wanted to do it in a surprise sort of away, but too later for that. Right now, I feel so stupid."

"I owe you such a big apology, baby girl. First of all, I'm sorry for my actions and my language downstairs. I should never talk to you like that. Second, I'm sorry for making you cry. I hate that. And third, I'm sorry for saying that I wouldn't believe you if you didn't tell me the secret. Now that I know, I feel awful because I should have trusted you, and you were going out of your way to do something just for me, to satisfy me. You are such a beautiful person. I love you for the heart you have. All you do is think about my needs and wants. And I'm going to ask you to stop being so generous to me." He reserved her in his arms with a remorseful groan. "I'm so sorry."

She smiled, and she could see her reflection in the pit of his eyes. "I love you, Justin."

He tickled her lips with his and pulled away. "I love you too, baby girl." A grin glowed on his face. "Look at this, Kim actually got into the shower with me. This is a first. I always have to get in with her." His hand was resting on her shoulder. "Where's Jade, babe?"

"I put her to sleep, in her crib. She needed a longer nap. The baby monitors are on so..."

He nodded. "Oh, well you should wake her up and bring her in here with us."

She laughed. "Suuuuuure we should." She articulated sarcastically. "Haha. And you need to stop taking showers with Jade. Don't forget she going to grow up to be a teenager. Boy, if you tell her about it when she gets older, she'd probably die. Hey, Jade! You and I took showers together. Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

His head slumped down and he laughed. "Ahahahahaaaaaaa."

Kim laughed with him for a few seconds, then she realized her was looking down at her without making any effort to look back up. She snatched his head up with a giggle. "Let me guess, your neck locked?"

He chuckled. "If I gave you that excuse would you believe it?"

"Uh, no."

He snapped his finger. "DAMN! I'm just playin'. Sorry, baby girl. I got...caught in the moment." He made quotations with his fingers when he said the word "caught".

"Haha. Right, Justin."

"Besides, Kim. Didn't you take a shower with me and Jade before?"

She put one finger up. "Once! That was one time. And Jade almost drowned because you were holding her underwater, without thinking."

He began to laugh. "Thats funny."

She gave him a blow to the chest. "It's not funny. Don't you dare laugh. Haha."

He licked his lips. "You can laugh, but I can't? Okay, baby girl."

She covered her face with her hands. "Oh my God! I can't believe I got into the shower with you."

His head tilted at her. "How come?"

"Why do you think? All of that Elmo stuff...I can't even look down at you. I'm scared to. I didn't know that it worked like that. Sorry, let my innocent side shine through."

He stroked the side of her face. "It's okay. You can't help the fact that you are so pure."

She giggled. "Who said anything about pure?"

"Come again?" He asked, not able to hear her from the loud echo of the beads of water hitting against the shower floor.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "I said who said anything about me being pure? Haha...just kidding. Seriously though. There has been days when we have taken five showers in one day, Justin. Why is that so?"

He thought for a moment. "Because we get in the shower sometimes to be naughty, and NOT get cleaner."

She looked away from him. "Whatever. That isn't true."

He laughed seriously. "I love that."

"What?" She asked confused.

"You're so shy. You hate admitting things, and talking about sex and all of that. You can talk to me, Kim. No one else is in here, except me." He kissed her cheek. "I just adore that though. I'm like we have sex. And you are like, no we don't. And we have like three hundred babies..." He laughed at her.

She rubbed his chest. "You need help, my sweet. MENTAL help!"

He kissed her again. "Why, baby girl? 'Cus I speak the truth? Everyone knows. We have JADE now, it's obvious we have sex."

She sighed heavily. "Why are we talking about this in a shower? And it's so cold."

He grinned. "Not for me. I'm under the water."

She gave him a child-like look. "Would you like to share with me?"

He took several steps back. "I surely would."

Her hands transferred around his waist, as she fell under the creek of water with him. "Thank you."

He smiled, then kissed her lips. "You are very welcome, baby girl. You know what?"

"What?" She asked with a huge smile. Her eyes locked with his.

"I am so happy, and blessed, to have met you. You are So beautiful and sweet on the inside. And on the outside you are just freaking hot. I'm serious. And this gives you something to think about. You know how someone says I wasn't attracted to this person because of their looks, but because of their personality. Thats almost impossible, because how many people are going to walk up to some person they think is ugly and be like, Hey! I like you for your personality."

She nodded. "Yes, I see what you are saying."

He nodded back. "Exactly, and when I first saw you. Your looks caught my attention. Because I had never saw anything like you before. I was just like, where has she been all my life? And you know the first thing I said to you, besides sorry for spilling coffee on you, was that you were the most beautiful person I had ever saw. It was true, and I'm not the only person that noticed it. Every guy that ever meets you thinks you are hot. EVERY GUY! I have no idea what makes you so different from every other girl. But you are perfect."

She smiled. "Thanks. And when you first met me?"

He pulled her tight, by holding her at the waist as well. "Yes, when I first met you. The first time I looked into your eyes I fell in love with you. Because I could see through you. And see how innocnet you were. You wouldn't really talk to me though." He smirked. "You were all hesitant and difficult. So, I began to think you had a boyfriend. And remember the second time I met you at the coffee shop? I was sitting at the table waiting for you, at nine as we had agreed. And you came into the shop all quietly. With your book and all of that stuff, and you said. "Oh, you are here again?" As if I was a nuisance and you didn't want me around." He laughed loudly. "But hell, I didn't care. I was always saying to myself, man, this girl does not like me. And that same day when you told me you didn't have a boyfriend...I knew that I had to get to know you better and make you mine. And now you are mine, and I'm going to marry you. I never would have thought that you would fall in love with me. Because I was always in love with you from the start, but I didn't tell you because I didn't want to say it and then shock you, and you wouldn't be able to say it back to me. Finally, it was the day when you moved in with me and you snuck into my bed. I was touching your boob. Remember?"

"Haha, yes."

"And you were telling me how you jumped out of your window to get away, to get away from your life. And you told me that you also jumped to get to me, because you realized you loved me. Then I told you I loved you. And that was that. It didn't even seem like anything to either of us. We said it in the oh, well kind of way."

Kim turned her head to the side in a dreamy stance. "We have some interesting talks in the shower."

"Yes, we do."

"Well, keep talking. I love it when you explain stuff like that." She blurted astonished.

There was a moment of pausation for him, as he thought. "Hmmmm. Okay. As I've said. You are a dream girl. A dream girl who was single at the time I first met you, because of your strict parents. In other words, I met you out of luck. I cherish you so much. You will never exactly understand how much. Never. But you are my life. You love me, and I know that, BUT I'm more soft-hearted than you are. I mean, that I am more reliant and dependent on you. For one thing. I had never been with a girl as rich as you. I'm talking about when we very first met. When I saw your parents home, the first time I picked you up...I was like damn. How can I make this girl happy? All that money! That house had to be four times bigger than this one and this was...how much did we pay for it.? About four million?" He squinted his eyes in though, and from the steam.

"Yeah. Three point nine million. Right on, Justy!"

"Yeah. And that was so intimidating. And I didn't feel worthy of you at first."

She kiss his wet lips. "Awwwwwww."

He kissed her back. "Let me just get to the point. You don't need me for anything! Especially not now. You have the looks. You are so beautiful that people pay you two hundred thousand dollars an hour, to take pictures of you? You can make a million dollars in one damn day."

She interrupted him. "Yeah, but I can only work for a few months, and then I have to take a break. They won't let me model for the whole year, because then that will be paying me too much. So Chanel said I can work until December, and then I can't come back until June in the summer. And most shoots I do are only a few hours long, and I only do them a few times a week. I will admit I'm making good money though."

He nodded and shook his face to rid some of the water from it. "Like I said. You don't need me for anything. You are with me because you love me. And for only that reason. You don't need me to pay your bills. You don't need me to buy you things." He laughed nervously. "Which means I can't mess up. Because if I do. You'll leave me. And I'll have nothing to keep you with me."

She bit her lip. "What do you mean, if you mess up?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Anything. Anything! Let me give you an example. This is going to be a bad one. Lets say, that we are married and I go out on tour. At a club I get really, really, really, drunk and I meet some girl. We end up messing around or something. Of course I'd have to tell you, because I wouldn't hide it from you. And then you'd divorce me. And you'd take Jade. And I wouldn't be able to take that. I wouldn't be able to cope. You would instantly find another man, because you got it like that. You have it going on, and everyone wants you. And this other guy would be able to touch you, kiss you, laugh with you, and make love to you. I'd just kill myself. I can't live without you."

She was in tears. It was not noticeable because of the water, but the sound of her voice made it present. "Justin, don't. Don't you ever say that to me. Don't you ever SAY THAT! What a horrid example, anyway. How could you even mention taking your life to me? And what a stupid example. You'd never cheat on me. I told you..."

"It's true. If you left me, and moved on. I'd kill myself."

She rejected her hand from around his waist. "JUSTIN, NO! We are NOT talking about this! I would never leave you. I WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU!"

"YES, WE ARE TALKING ABOUT THIS!"

"NO, WE AREN'T!

"YES, WE ARE! LET EXPLAIN HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME! I LOVE YOU ENTIRELY TOO MUCH! YOU CONTROL EVERY FUCKING THING I DO! I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUR LOVE FOR ME AND YOUR HEART DOES! YOU MAKE ME FUNCTION! I WALK BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU MAKE ME LAUGH, YOU MAKE ME CRY, YOU MAKE ME MOAN, YOU MAKE ME HAPPY, YOU MAKE ME THINK, YOU MAKE ME BEAUTIFUL, YOU MAKE MY HEART BEAT, YOU MAKE ME SMILE, AND YOU MAKE ME BREATH! YOU ARE MORE THAN JUST MY LOVE, YOU ARE ME! AND MY WORLD REVOLVES AROUND YOU! THATS A CHEESY THING TO SAY, BUT IT'S TRUE! IT'S SOOOOOO TRUE! AND YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND THAT! I SWEAR TO GOD, THAT DAY WHEN YOU LEFT ME AND YOU WERE PREGNANT WITH JADE...I THOUGHT I HAD DIED ALREADY! I WAS IN SO MUCH PAIN, THAT I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ANYMORE! I JUST GOT MORE AND MORE DEPRESSED! I WAS NOT FUNCTIONING! I EVEN OFFERED A MILLION DOLLARS TO THE FREAKING NURSES AT YOUR DOCTORS OFFICE, JUST SO THEY COULD TELL ME YOUR NEW RESIDENCE! BUT THE WOULDN'T! THEY CLAIMED IT WAS AGAINST THE LAW! AND AFTER ALL OF THAT SHIT AND THINKING YOU AND THE BABY WERE GONE, I WENT CRAZY! AND I TRIED TO OVERDOSE AND KILL MYSELF!"

She covered her face with her hands. "NO! DON'T TELL ME ANYMORE! I DON'T WANT TO KNOW! I DON'T WANT TO KNOW! I DON'T WANT TO KNOWW! WE'RE GOING TO BE TOGETHER ALWAYS, SO YOU SHOULDN'T BE TALKING ABOUT THIS SHIT!"

He held her. "Okay, baby. I'm sorry."

She was sill resisting him. As much as the beads of water was her. "No! This is too much! You killing yourself...and how am I suppose to feel? NO! Just stop! I don't want to hear it. Nooooo!"

He had made her hysterical. And now he was crying. "Kim, I didn't mean to make you so upset. Calm down, sweetie."

"THIS IS TOO MUCH! All the PRESSURE! ALL YOU DO IS REMIND ME THAT IF I LEAVE YOU YOU ARE GOING TO KILL YOURSELF! COMMIT SUICIDE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" She turned to leave the shower.

He stopped her with his mighty arms and engulfed them around her. He placed his cool mouth against her ear and kissed it before speaking. "I'm so sorry. I won't talk about it any more, darling. I promise. Just relax, honey. I love you, okay? I love you so much! And you're right. I shouldn't even be talking about all of this stuff...I should know that you will never leave me, and I'd never leave you." Her felt he tense body lighten up, but she remained quiet. "I'm going to soap up your back, before the water starts getting cold." He picked up her shower gel and smiled evil. "Oh, God. The 'Bath & Body Works' raspberry stuff. It smells like...JUST SICK! Why do girls like smelling like fruits and flowers, and all of that? Grosssss."

Kim giggled. "Fruits and flowers smell good."

He was excited at the fact that she was no longer upset, and he praised himself for being good at changing the subject. He squirted the raspberry smelling substance in his hand and began to massaged it into her silky skin, making a smooth film of lather. "I think I'm going to puke. The smell is just nauseating."

She gave his chest a shove. "Oh, it's not that bad."

He giggled. "Okay. Can I lather something else for you?" He asked when he was finished.

She gradually turned to face him. "No thank you."

He frowned. "Are you sure? I'd soap up your whole body."

"Justin! If you don't get your hand from..."

"Whoops. I forgot how short you are." She slapped him. "Damn!" He cried holding his face. "Man, now that is a slap." He groaned for a while, but started to laugh. "I can't complain though. After all, I bit you and pulled your hair."

She showed him the bite mark on her shoulder again. "Yes, you did bite me. And pulled my hair too. But that was because I made ya feel good." She let the still heated water rinse the soap particles from her back, while slicking her long hair behind it.

Justin took the ends of her freshly cut hair in hand, and pulled them. "Haha! I pulled your hair. Haha!" He pointed at her and laughed playfully.

"Stop pulling my hair."

He mocked her, just to nag her. "Stop pulling my hair." He pulled it a little harder.

"Stop pulling my hair, you meanie." She slapped his hand.

He grinned. "Okay. I'll stop. So, you can recover when I pull it later."

She stuck and waved a finger in his face. "I'm warning you, Mister Timberlake. You better start being good."

He lugged her body to his and entitled his hands to her sides. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Timberlake."

"Justin, I need to discuss something with you. And since we are in the shower talking about everything. I thought now would be a good time to mention it."

His mouth arched upward indicating a pleasant smile. "Alright, baby girl. What would you like to discuss with me?"

She used her hand to express to him, to forward his facer closer to her. "Well, you need bring yourself down to my size. You know you are about a foot taller than me."

He pressed his forehead against hers and gazed into her crystallized blue eyes. Water was leaking down the sides of their faces, but they ignored it. "Now, I'm down to your size. Speak your mind, gorgeous."

Her arms crossed over his neck, for balance support. "Okay, baby. We have known each other for about a year and five months. Jade is just about five months old. Very soon my birth control time limit is going to be over, and I have an appointment, a few days before our wedding, to get the birth control shot again. You know that our honeymoon is going to be pregnancy season. I know that you want another child. I want another too. And you've told me time and time again that it would be better to have our children with a very similar distance apart. And we should have them while we are younger, because we have Jade. Because that would be very dramatic if we were to wait a few years to have another baby and Jade would be like eight and then we'd have a newborn. So, I was thinking that maybe I shouldn't get the shot. And we could try to have another baby this year. And I'd be pregnant for nine months. So Jade and the baby would be about year a part. I was..."

Justin cut her off. "Don't get the shot." He waved his head without breaking his from hers. "Don't get it, baby girl. Let's have another baby." His adoring smile glistened with confidence.

"Really?" She asked dumbfounded.

"Yes, really. You know I want nothing more in the world than for you to have my babies. And I've been thinking about this more than you may think. I think it would be very cool to have Jade and another baby a year a part. This is what I was thinking. I'm going to tell you, and you tell me what you think. Okay?" He felt her nod briefly in response. "I think that you shouldn't get the shot. And I'll try to get you pregnant, which shouldn't be a problem. BUT! If for any reason I don't get you pregnant like by March, which is several months from now, then I think you should get the shot again. Because this year is not a very hard year for me. But next year I am going to be so busy. I'm going to have a lot of sacrifices to make. And I hate to say it, but I don't think I'll be home to you and Jade very much. It's going to be so hard. And I couldn't bare to have you pregnant during that time, because I wouldn't be able to care for you like I'd want to. So, what do you think? Try for a few months and if I don't...welcome back birth control." He laughed. And oddly, tears was in his eyes. "We're going to have another baby." He whispered. His hand traveled into her wet hair and he ran his fingers though it.

Kim sniffled. "I'm so happy. Because you were thinking the same exact thing as I was. I wasn't sure if you were ready for another baby or not. And technically we aren't ready for another, but it would be the best time in our life to have children, and then learn and grow with them. How many kids do you think we should have?"

He chuckled. "Two. So, one more. Because I don't want you to have to go through too much pain. All you do is complain about how horrible natural child birth was. But then you have the nerve to say that if you got pregnant again the only method of birth you'd use would be natural. That doesn't make sense to me."

"Hell yeah. I'm only going to give birth naturally. It makes me stronger. And I'm all for women's power."

He laughed and mumbled to himself. "Yeah, and your all for women's stupidity."

She gave him a deranged look. "What was that, babe? Speak up."

He kissed her lips. "Nah, I'd rather not."

Her eyes scanned over his lips. Those perfect lips. They we so perfect in her eyes that they were intimidating. She hated to attempt to kiss him first because he was so vividly beautiful. So naturally florescent. And there was that beauty mark on his face. It was strange that she only noticed it at certain times. And once again it was standing out, bringing the whole vibe of his beauty together. "I love you so much." She whispered into his mouth, because before she could decided a time to kiss him he had kissed her. She became very comfortably and had no strain on her as she held him with her arms. She squeezed him to notify him to move in closer. "Oh, and two children is cool with me."

"Good." He stumbled to say, as he pinched her lips with his. Kim had turned her head, so he didn't have to. And his hand held the back of her head so he could kiss her with a sexual deepness. He pulled back from her, and just gazed into her eyes as he took seldom deep breath through the thick stream that was created. He moved in again and kiss her lips. When her  flavor met his mouth, his taste buds not only went lunatic, he moaned. His hand sank down her bareness, he halted it at her lower back. He massaged her in a way only he could, and he knew she would have a certain reaction to his actions.

She could not control her bubbling emotions, and his motion felt so good that her leg began to rise up his thigh.

Justin stopped suddenly, which startled her. He said nothing, and just glowered at her.

"What?" She asked confound.

He flickered his head in a humorous manner. "I knew it! Look at you all turned on. I know when I touch you like that your leg up rises." He could see her blushing. "So, what does that mean? Huh, girl? You want me to pick you up? And hold you up against the shower wall and then...oh my God! Don't make me say it."

She put her leg down and reverted her blushing face from him. "Why must you be so immature? And picking on me?"

He tampered with his chin after her looked her up and down. "DAMN! God must have spent a little more time on you. And I know that saying is old as hell, but it's true. I've never saw a face as beautiful as yours, and all of you I probably don't deserve. Which is why you are cherished with all of my heart, and hopefully we'll never part. I know that I may joke too much, like the things I say and the way I touch. But please don't take them too personally. It's the way I am, it's the way I'm free. It's the way I let the love for you be. And it's not just because your body can make lil' bow say wow. But because I will love you always...forever...and especially right now." His lips osculated hers before she could even retort to him. Once he had her where he wanted her with the kiss, he slithered his tongue into her mouth, and then brought it back. Teasing her repulsively.

Their excessive contact had wandered them out of the shower water. "That little poem you just said to me was so amazing. How...how do you do that? How do you just recite things off of the top of your head like that?"

"We've been in this shower too damn long. And we didn't even soap up yet. Oh, and um...to be honest the little poem I just made up wasn't all that great. You just think so because you know that I love you. Haha. And I don't know how or why I do it. I just DO sometimes! I'm sure you can probably do it."

She grabbed her white wash up poof and the raspberry gel Justin once had. "Please. I always had an "A" in language arts, but that doesn't mean I have that poetic talent. I can't write good. So, it's obvious I can't write poetry. I've always wanted the talent, but I just don't have it." She began the squeeze the poof, which made a lather.

He cackled. "You do have the talent. You can do anything. You are so intelligent, Kim. I swear you are. Sure I have you talking a little slang, baby. But you are brilliant. When I was in school I almost made all "A's" like you. You! You made all "A's" in freaking all GIFTED classes! Come on now! Thats just like it sounds. Gifted! And you were going to go to Harvard. But your damn parents just had to stop you, because they didn't want you to leave, so they could still abuse you. They just had to tell you your junior year. "Oh, by the way. Your not going to Harvard. We're still want to beat the shit out of you, for no fucking reason." Ruined everything for my poor baby girl. Actually, it's kind of good you didn't go to Harvard. It's booooooooring. Oh my God. You'd like die of boredom. A friend of mine goes there." He took a deep breath.

Kim just exhibited his face unjustly. She was lost for words, because of his rambling. He knew more about her than she thought. "Wow, Justin. For a minute there I thought you were going to tell me my life story. Is there anything you don't know about me?"

He held a baby-blue towel in his hand, and place his Calvin Kline liquid soap in it. "I know everything about you, Kim! Everything!" He told her making his eyes grow in size. "There has been nights when we've talked all day, and you would tell me about your life for hours, and I'd sit and listen."

They put their backs to each other to wash up before the water started getting cold.

"If you know everything about me, Justin. How many boyfriends have I had, but never kissed?"

He snickered. "You've dated four guys before me. Even though you were really popular in school. And you may have kissed some of them like with little pecks, but you have never had a French kiss from anyone but me."

"Dang. You are good. Okay. How old was I when I first noticed I was living in an abusive situation?"

"You were two. It was when your father threw you across the room for not picking your toys up fast enough." He whispered sadly.

She nodded her head, but he couldn't see this gesture, because their backs were to each other. "Yeah." She whispered back. She cleared her throat and tried not to let the event get to her. "How old was I when I had hair all the way down to my butt?"

"Six." He said quickly.

She giggled. "God! This is funny as hell. Okay, I got a trick question for you. When I did get periods, what was the one thing I'd eat a lot of for my hideous cramps?"

His laughter echoed throughout the bathroom. "Kim, you can't stump me. Nothing. The first three days you have you period you can't eat much of anything because the pain is so bad for you. Even with medication." He was tempted to revolve around and hold her, but for the simple face they were cleaning up, he deiced to keep his distance. It was a rule they had created, to never watch one another while they were soaping up their bodies.

She sighed. "Okay. Okay. I am convinced you know EVERYTHING about me! Hold on. What's my mother and father's names?"

"Ha! Thats an easy one. Asshole and Bitch Miller."

"Thats so not funny, Justin. I hope you know you called my mother a bitch. I thought you had more respect than that for her. Considering she could be dead."

He exhaled heavily. "Kim, I'm sorry for offending you. And I'm sorry for saying it to your face. But it's true. Your mother is a bitch. And your dad is an asshole. For what they did to you they earned those names from me. They are a bunch of sick...I think I'll stop now. Their REAL names are John and Margret Miller, Mrs. Kim Patrice Timberlake. Oh, and your mother is still alive."

"Awwwww. That Mrs. Timberlake sentence saved your ass. For a second I was going to beat you down with my poof. And I'm shocked. My mother is still alive? How do you know?”

“I’ll tell you later, Kim. It would be more pleasant to.”

She gave him a wary look. “Okay. And I guess you do know everything about me.”

"Thats right. I even know where your beauty marks are."

She trapped him on the shoulder, which caused him to look back at her. "How do you know where my two beauty marks are?"

His eyebrow raised at her. "For one thing I've saw you numerous times. And just to let you know. You have three beauty marks."

She gasped. "What?"

He placed his mouth over her ear and he whispered the location of her three beauty marks. "Believe me, it's hot. And no one will know where they are, except me. Unless you tell someone."

She was surprised and insulted at the same time. "I...I didn't know I had a beauty mark there. Interesting!"

He sheltered under the water to rinse off.

When he began to rinse the soap off of his body, so did Kim. And she replaced to him, while sweeping the soap suds off of her slick body. "We have talked about so much. Just by hanging out in the shower. And we always do this too. Do you know that we've planned our next baby in here? This very shower, Justin?" She giggled and shook her head.

"Yeah. I know...haha."

"We can't tell anyone about this. Oh, we decided we wanted to have another baby, while we were in the shower. Now thats weird. Haha! Anyway, if anyone asks. We'll say we decided during our private time or something."

"Haha, private time."

"I can tell you are making fun of how I talk now, aren't you?"

"Haha, making fun."

"You know what, Justin? I've been wanting to do this since I got into the shower with you. You see. I respect the fact that you are a guy and is sensitive and all of that. But you know I like and can TAKE my water HOT! Not warm or a little hot, but HOT, HOT!" She translated the water as hot as it could go. The scalding hot water didn't bother her because she was immune to it.

Justin on the other hand... "Kim, I can't bel...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Chapter 54

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