A new world called California Part 17

CHAPTER 17

I dressed hurriedly and ran out to my car. I had no idea what was going on or if Justin was ok. I sped all the way there. I had no problem getting into the club, once I arrived there. Justin and I had frequented it so much the bouncer knew me by name, but I had no such luck with the V.I.P bouncer. I begged and pleaded, but he wasn’t budging. He wasn’t going to let me in come hell or high water. Just as I turned to walk away, to try and call Justin’s phone for about the 50^th time, I heard a familiar voice say, “It’s ok let her in she’s with me.” I turned back around t see T.I. standing there. He held out his hand, I took it and he lead me up the familiar white steps. He obviously sensed something was wrong because he asked, “What’s going on?”

“I was on the phone with Justin then he started puking. He said he was going to pass out and the line went dead.” I explained.

“C’mon” he said grabbing my hand and pulling me in the direction of the bathrooms. T.I. let go of my hand and pushed open the bathroom door. I followed him inside not really caring that there were other men in there. From what I could gather they didn’t really seem to even notice I was there. I spotted Justin’s foot sticking out of one of the stalls. It wasn’t locked, so I pushed it open. There he was lying on the ground passed out with his head resting on his arm. He was out cold. My heart racing, I checked for a pulse. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found it. I shook him he moaned and his eyes opened slightly. He turned his head slowly towards me. I turned to T.I. he was standing right behind me. “Is he ok?” he asked sounded a little worried.

“He’s fine. Just completely wasted. Is there any way to get him out of here without anyone seeing?” I asked trying to sort out my thoughts and make a plan.

“Yeah we can try and sneak him out back.”

“Ok.” I head trying to heave Justin up. I gave up and T.I. took over for me. We both put one of Justin’s arms over our shoulders.

“What’s going on?” Justin slurred.

“Just shut up and try to walk.” I said

We finally got him outside and I was fairly certain no one had saw us. “Wait here. I’m gonna go get my car.” I said to T.I. and a barely conscious Justin. I ran to my car and pulled around to the back of the club. I helped T.I get him into the passenger seat.

“Take him to your place because photographers have been hanging around his place all day, since well..you know.. They’ll have a fucking field day with this.” T.I. said.

“Ok.” I said closing the door. “Thank you for the help.”

“No problem.” he said, “and Kate?”

“Yeah?” I said curiously.

“He loves you. He did this cause he thought you didn’t want him no more.”

I sighed, “I’ll keep that in mind.” I said as I got in my car.

As I drove us back to my house Justin moaned loudly. “Don’t you dare puke in my fucking car.” I said.

He must have fallen asleep because he didn’t make a sound until I was shaking him awake so we could go into my house. “Can you walk yet?” I asked him when I saw his eyes open. He looked like he was starting to come back. He swallowed and nodded his head. “Come on then.” I said helping him out of the car. I slung his arm over my shoulder.

“You look beautiful.” he slurred before falling onto all fours and vomiting in my driveway. When he was done he slowly stood up and tried to walk on his own. I saw how unsteady he was so I stepped up next to him and threw his arm back over my shoulders. I lead him into the house and to my room. “Just stand there for a second.” I said letting go of him and pulling back the bed covers. I went to my dresser and pulled out the night clothes that he had left from the many times he had stayed the night with me. I helped him change and get into my bed. “Do you need anything? Water maybe?” I asked him.

“Water would be great.” he answered wearily.

I left the room and headed to the kitchen. I opened the stainless steel refrigerator door and grabbed a bottle of water. Grabbing an empty plastic wastebasket on the way, I headed back to my room. I set the wastebasket down next to the bed and handed him the bottled water. “If you have to puke again just lean over there’s a trash can on the floor.” I said turning to leave.

“Kate.” he said barely audible.

“Yes?” I replied.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said.”

“Just go to sleep.” I said leaving the room and shutting the door behind me. I wasn’t even close to tired until I laid down on the couch. Just a few minutes after my head hit the pillow I was fast asleep.