His Hideaway Bride

Prolouge

"Justin just sign the papers and we can move on"! I yelled echoing through the house. He slammed the door in anger. Refusing. For the fifth time.

Justin Bieber and I have been married since we were 18. We're 22 now and made a Big mistake. Ever since the marriage I feel like I've been in a cage. No one knows about me. He keeps seeing Selena and other models behind my back. And worst of all, I can't have a social life.

"Em, you know I can't do that". He said as I walked into our room. We shared.
"And whys that Justin"?! I screamed crossing my arms. Papers still in hand.

"I love you too much". He said turning to face me. I shook my head as he stepped closer. "No Justin. You don't. This whole marriage is a lie. A lie Justin. And I've been living in it for 4 freaking years"!

He scratched the back of his head shrugging. "That's it"? I asked slamming the papers on our bed.
"What else do you want from me! I don't want a god damn divorce". He said crossing his arms in frustration.

I walked closer throwing my hands up in anger. "But Justin wouldn't be a lot easier. You can date whoever the hell you want. And I, can move on. From this. Being locked in a cage. And loving someone who doesn't even love me back. Who happens to be my husband. My husband". I said finishing in tears. He walked over to me wrapping his arms around my torso.

"There's a reason I married you Emily". He said laying his head on my shoulder. I kept my hands by my side as he hugged me tighter. Stronger.

I finally gave in lightly putting my hands on his upper back. He sighed deeply as I rubbed gently.

He pulled away kissing my nose. "Alright, we good now"? He asked staring into my eyes.

I slightly nodded as he let me go walking towards the closet. "Great", he said rubbing his hands together. "I'm going out". He said grabbing a jacket before walking out of our room.

Really.