Didn't Mean It (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction )

Chapter 8

As Justin sat in his living holding a brutally beaten Ashlynn he couldn't help but think to him as to why she couldn't have just waited till he hadn't gotten home to taken her instead of her going by herself, knowing that she had put her life at risk going to back her crazy psycho of a boyfriend or other words ex-boyfriend. What could have gone through her mind to have had her go alone, did she not want him to get involve with what she had going on knowing that he had a shit ton of stuff going on of his own, with the chaos of the paparazzi being on his ass for things he had no part take in, the confusion from his fans as to what the hell he's been doing for past few months along with the updates of him constantly being on twitter telling them he was in the studio or that he would be releasing music. When other words he wasn't even working on music, he was in the studio but he wasn't in there to work on music he had other things along with the gang that he still hadn't told anyone about yet. "My mom would be so disappointed" he'd mumble to himself. But knowing him he had no other choice to blame himself it had been four years since he had joined that gang and he still hadn't told anyone.

But what he didn't know was that as he was beating himself up over something not even his closest family members or even his crew knew was that Ashlynn was hearing everything that he was saying to himself. She sat there in his arms pretending to sleep when really she had been up just as he sat and had talked himself about how he was going to fix things or how he was trying to figure out what Ashlynn had going through her mind when she decided it would be okay to leave the house on her own, without Justin or the comfort of his body guards going along with her.

Ashlynn had made a small noise as she had move startling Justin as he shut his mouth and stopped over thinking, looking down at the fragile girl in his arms, snuggling closer into him. After being satisfied with her position she had sensed someone was looking at her so she opened on eye looking up to be met with a pair of worried Hazel eyes looking down at her."Are you okay Ash?" he asked looking down at her. With the worried look in his eyes she did nothing but stare at him as her bottom lip began to tremble again. She let out a shaky breath "y-yeah I'm fine" not bothering the bring up the things she had heard him talk about she let it go moving herself she could sit up. Not looking at Justin she had removed herself from his lap and carefully stood up wincing in the process and slowly walked herself to the bathroom as she had walked she had heard Justin behind her telling her she had needed to be careful and that she shouldn't be walking by herself with no help, and that she could have internal bleeding. But being the stubborn she was she continued her walk to bathroom shutting and locking the door behind her.

Once she had fully been in the bathroom she had stepped in front of the mirror looking herself over. A black and blue eye, a busting lip, and a hand mark on the side of her cheek that was starting to bruise. She got in more worried as to how bad the damage could be under her clothes, shakily lifting up her shirt she had let out a whimper and a small cry as she had examined a purple bruise going from the side of her hip the way up to her rib cage, she couldn't even imagine how bad it was when she examine the rest of her body. slowly hooking her fingers into her sweats she slowly slide them down her legs and there to her surprise were more bruises, from the inside of her thighs all the way down, but what had surprise her the most was the blood that had be set between her thighs.

She let a small cry followed by a scream as if she had imagined him there with her touching her, biting her, she could even feel his fingers as he rammed them her with no mercy. On instinct as Justin heard her screamed he had jumped in to action running to the bathroom knocking on it. "Ashlynn are you okay? Can you open the door?" When all he had gotten in response was small whimpers here and there he had began to panic, banging on the door "Ashlynn open the door please?" still he hadn't gotten answer so he had done what he thought would be best. He went to kitchen, searching for a safety pin so he could pick the lock. Searching through the drawers and still hadn't found a pin getting frustrated he had knocked the whole drawer down searching for that stupid pin and when he did he ran to the door picking at the lock and when he had gotten the door open the site in front made his breath hitch, there in the shower under the running water sat a crying Ashlynn as she had hugged her knees to her chest.