Justin Bieber one shots and imagines

you did it. Again (short)

My vision cleared and I looked around the room seeing trash and broken glass. I blinked. Where's Justin? I looked at Chase. "You did it. Again." I immediately knew what he meant and my heart shattered. "Where is he?" He sighed. "I don't know if he wants to talk to you, but he should be with Carla." I rushed downstairs hearing my baby's heartbreaking sobs. I knocked on the door timidly. "Justin? Baby can I come in?" Carla opened the door and I saw my baby face down still hysterical. "Let me look," I said rubbing his shoulders. He shook his head letting out a shuddering cry. "Please baby," I whispered wanting to cry. I promised him I wouldn't hurt him again. He sighed and sniffled. He turned and had a red mark and maybe slight bruising but he'd be fine. "I'm sorry boo," I kissed him gently. "You promised," he sobbed quietly. "I know baby. I know. I'm so sorry." He sobbed curling into my chest. We sat for an hour in quiet. "I think you should have therepy." I looked at him. "I mean it," he sniffled. "Either therepy or I'm gone." I sighed. "Done."