She's My Everything. (Justin Bieber Fan Fic)

Part 24

This part is really serious. Like omg.

Thanks for reading. xx

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**Brookes POV**

When I left the car and went inside I saw my mother crying.

“Mom?” I ask “Are you okay?” I added walking towards her; I felt my eyebrow make a confused, caring look across my face. When I got close to her she backed up. “Mo-“ she cut me off “I THOUGHT I RAISED YOU BETTER THAN THIS GOD DAMMIT!” “Wha-what?” I said feeling like I had just been shot. “I thought we raised you not to be such a goddam slut Brooke!” “Sl-slut?” I said beginning to cry “That’s what I fucking said.” “Mom.” I said crying and holding my hand out to her, she looked at my hand and back up at me and spoke “You’re not my daughter.” I crashed to the floor with those words, landing on my knees. It hurt but the words hurt more. Whoever said words don’t hurt lied. I looked up at her; I felt tears flooding down my face; looking at her I spoke “You’re just mad because I’ll be a better mother than you’ll be.” “What did you say?” I stood up and said “Did I stutter Angie?” “I’m your mother, do not call me Angie.” “You’re not my mother.” I said looking her straight in the eyes and adding “Angie.” She looked at me, I still stared at her and then, she slapped me. I held my cheek; it burned. Still holding my face I said “You’re the one who told dad. Made Justin think you are the good guy here. Get him to confirm everything, right? That’s why you talked to him today.” “I did what I had to.” I glared at her. “Justin is out there with dad thinking you’re the good guy.” I said pointing at her, I added “and thinking dad is the pissed off bad guy, you liar.” She pointed at me with her index finger “Don’t you call me a liar. I did what I did.” “No you lied, lied to Justin and dad. What did you tell dad? Justin will be more scared of you so, I’ll get it out of him and you just freak him out.” She stood there shocked. “Who do you think you are to talk down to me young lady? Go to your room.” She said pointing towards my room. I dropped my hand from my face  “I’m not you’re daughter. Remember?” I said cocking one of my eyebrows. She got closer to me and looked me in my eyes “Go. To. Your. Room. NOW.” “NO! I’m leaving.” I said walking back towards the front door. “Oh, yeah and where you going to go?” she said laughing “I’ll stay with Justin.” “Oh like hell you will.” “I’m almost 18, you don’t own me.” “You really think Justin wants a slut like you?” with that I turned around and walked outside.

When I closed the door behind me I saw Justin lying on the ground in pain.

“JUSTIN!”