Fun in the Sun

"Yeah I guess." Justin shrugged, and took it back. He looked at Isobella, and sighed.

"Sorry," she said, letting her hair fall back to cover the bruise and looking at the ground.

"It's okay." Justin said, standing and stretching. He looked down at her, and carefully stroked the other side of her face.

Isobella looked up at him, then stared at the ground. She sighed and looked around.

Justin rolled his eyes, and stepped back. "Literally, stop being so timid. I promise I won't hurt you." He said, looking out the window.

"I'm sorry," she said, walking over to him and resting her head on his shoulder.

"Stop saying that." Justin sighed, and put his arms around her gently.

"Sor.....ok," she said, stopping herself from saying it again. She looked up at him and smiled. Her hair went back, reavealing teh bruise and she quickly pushed her hair back in her face, sighing.

Justin slowly pulled one arm away, and pushed her hair back. "I don't care about a silly bruise." He smiled, and gently pulled her into his arms.

"I do," she said sighing, and looking at him. She put her arms around him and sighed. For once in her life, she felt safe.

"Well I don't." Justin laughed, keeping his arms around her. "Don't worry." He sighed, and gently kissed the top of her head.

Isobella kept her arms around him and put her head on his chest, sighing happily.

"Finally relaxing are we?" Justin asked, looking down at her.

Isobella nodded,"And tired," she added, yawning and smiling.

"What are we going to do with you?" He laughed gently, and sighed. "Upstairs bedroom, go left. I'll sleep on the couch." He smiled slightly.

"No thanks, my house is only seventeen miles from here," she said. "I think I'll go home. Thanks...and Bye," she said, walking out the door and pulling her jacket tighter, and started on her way home.

[i have to go, be on tommorrow, bye]

Justin briskly went after her, stopping in front of her. "You can't go home. What if he hurts you?" he asked, his voice slightly pained.

"Well....uh....I could call the police?" She looked at him and sighed.

"Explain to me why he hurts you anyways." Justin said, slowly stepping aside, tugging her lightly to keep walking.

"I don't know..." she said quietly, slowing down and walking next to him.

Justin bit his lip, and looked ahead. "Can I talk to him?" He asked, quietly.

"I wouldn't advise that....but if you can find him....." she trailed off and walked a little faster. At this rate I won't be home untill morning, she thought as the sun set and the sky grew darker.

"Alright." Justin said, glancing over at her. "You're still worried again. Why are you going home, if you're worried?" He asked quietly, then looked forward, immidietly regretting asking the question.

Isobella looked at him, and kept. THey soon were engulfed in darkness. "Ok, let's go home," she said, grabbing his hand.

"Which one?!" Justin asked, slightly confused. "Mine, or yours?" he replied, carefully looking at her hand.