Abusive (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 22

I woke up with even more bruises on my body and bruised lips but it can be covered with lipstick. I have never had as many bruises as I have now in my body. There's scabs, blisters, blood bruises, and regular bruises. They were everywhere. The thing is that I can still cover them with foundation but still it was ridiculous.

I tried getting out of bed but it was too hard because of all the pain. I just wanted to die but someone is out there that loves me I just don't know who.

I looked in the mirror and I had huge black bags under my eyes and I couldn't tell if my eyes were swollen because of lack of sleep or crying so much. I think it was both. I actually looks ugly for the first time in life.

Justin started waking up as I started walking into the closet.

"Rachelle" he said questioning if t was me or not. I bet he cheated on me but I deserve it.

"What happened honey" he said while running up to me and turning me around to face him after getting up from bed.

"Oh my gosh who did that to you?" He said with anger. I started crying remember I everything that flash blacked from last night. The kicking in my stomach, the punches on my arms and legs. The slaps on my face.

"Answer me who did that to you I will protect you" Justin said while lifting my chin up to look him in the eyes. I pushed his hand off.

"Stop playing stupid you know what you did! Don't you think I've gone through enough you sick bastard" I screamed at him while crying.

"I didn't do that. I would never do that to you and you know that." he said who trying to remember.

"Oh yeah I'm sorry I guess someone just kicked my stomach and punched and slapped me while I was sleeping. in sorry I was lying" I sad sarcastically with a loud voice.

"Stop now you don't think I feel bad. I don't even remember what happened." he said while raising his tone.

"Oh yeah I'm sorry everything is about you. Lets all hail down to you. Lets worship you like a god. Im sorry you feel bad but honestly how do you think I feel" I screamed at him while pushing him into the wall.

"I'm sorry I don't even remember what happened" he screamed at me nauseous he was frustrated. I'm see the neighbors could hear or the maids or someone in the house.

"Since your so mad why don't you just hit me again because I'm pretty sure I won't feel any pain. I mean I am your punching bag right." I screamed at him sarcastically.

Justin was about to lift up his hand and slap me but stopped.

That just made me cry even more he was actually going to smack me.

"We're done. Don't even contact me again. Don't ever try reaching out for me. Don't ever come near me again. Don't come to the parties I go to. Don't follow me on Instagram or anything. And don't ever try contacting my family" I screamed at him while grabbing my purse and car keys to my Mercedes that I just got myself. It was matte hot pink.

"You think your leaving me" he screamed at me while dragging me back inside and slamming the door.

"I don't think I know." I screamed.

"Your not going anywhere." he screamed at me while picking me up.

I hit his back with my hand and started kicking him.

"Put me down! I hate you. We were a mistake we were never suppose to be together." I screamed at him as he put me down. He started crying and it always makes me weak to see him like that.

"Justin I don't hate you. in fact I love you so much that if I don't leave now it will be too late for me to just help myself and fix my life." I said as he cried in his hands.

I looked at his face and kissed his lips with a position but no tongue or anything.