The Shift

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Cat leaked pictures from our smash on the lacrosse team, and made me look like a stalker. A motherfucking borderline, crazy, psycho bitch breaking into Justin Bieber's bedroom. And it was good, it was damn good. It didn't matter if I told Justin this was a smash, because this was no longer about Justin, she wanted everyone else to judge me.

Beth had broken it down to me, smash's were secret. So, trying to defend myself would be a mess, unless I wanted to piss off a 30 people deep cheerleading squad. I scrolled through the four pictures, I was entering the room, checking the monitor with a smile, looking out the window, and looking around the room. First, I was probably smiling because that was when they started talking about how they found me attractive. Second, how the fuck did she get these, more like how were these even taken?

'I'm so done with her' I said before I turned around to walk up the stairs. 'Chan' Andy said as she pulled me back. 'I got you this time' She said before she sprinted upstairs screaming Cat's name at the top of her lungs. 'This is gonna be really bad' Beth said as we followed her upstairs. 'What the fuck is your problem, why can't you just be civil?' Andy screamed. 'You always have to start shit' She added. 'I start shit, are you kidding me Andy. We've been friends since 8th grade and you're basically with this bitch all the time now' She said. 'Cause I'm seeing a new side to you that I can't stand, and there's no reason I can't be friends with her. You're the only one that has the problem' Andy threw back.

'Because she's a bitch' She spat. 'I'm not a bitch Cat, I just hate you' I said. 'Chan' Beth mumbled. 'I don't understand why all of this shit was necessary. What? You can't have Justin, and your plan to blackmail me out of friends didn't work so now you wanna make me look crazy. This is fucking ridiculous' I said. 'You made yourself look crazy' She said. 'No Cat, all of this makes you look crazy. I hope you know that' I said before I left her room, taking the second flight of stairs back to Justin and my room. I couldn't stand to look at her anymore, I genuinely hated Cat.

Tying my hair into a bun, I pulled off my dress and grabbed one of Justin's grey t-shirts. I saw two texts from Johnny and that was either because he'd been on Twitter, or was wondering where us girls had gone. I turned my phone off before I slipped into our bed. I didn't wanna deal with the drama Cat started, at least not right now. It was all so overwhelming, I was starting to debate if this was all worth it. Of course I didn't want to give in and let her win, but it really didn't seem like it mattered anymore. The only thing that seemed to keep me going was Justin.

"No, don't wake her up yet' I could hear Justin's voice out in the hallway of our room. 'Alright, I just don't know what to do. Memes are being made and everything' She said. It was Beth. 'I know. I just- can we just wait until she wakes up' He said. I stretched myself out before I sat up. The urge to look at my phone was hard to resist, I was tempted to see how bad it was. I saw that it was 9:30, meaning I had slept for a couple of hours. 'Here we go' I mumbled before I turned on my phone, revealing notification after notification.

Fuck you Cat was all I could think. Picture after picture, memes, jokes made, basically anything you could think of was made to ridicule this thing Cat had started. I wished I hadn't woken up, and I wished we weren't leaving tomorrow. 'You're up' I heard Justin say. I didn't look at him, I honestly couldn't look at him. I was a mixture of embarrassed, upset, and tired. So I pushed my phone away, and laid back down. 'Chan' He whispered. 'Justin, there really isn't much you can say right now to make me feel better' I said. 'Can I try?' He asked me. 'I just wanna sleep' I said. 'Alright' He said as the bed went down with his weight.

'I guess you'll just have to sleep with me' He said. His arm slipped over my waist, pulling me back into his warmth. I sniffled a little, before pulling him in tighter. 'You smell nice' I said. 'I smell like alcohol' He said. 'Good alcohol' I said. 'Hmm' He whispered. My cheek grew hot as his lips pressed against it, before he kissed my neck and then my hair. 'It's gonna be okay' He mumbled.