Love is Easy to loose but Hard to find. (Justin bieber love story)

They say things get easier, do they?

FAITHS POV!

''Oh shit!'' I said to my self it was right in the place where someone would cut them self, i knew Demi would think i did. And she wouldnt change her mind. She used to cut, but lets not get into that story.

All i could think about was Justin, how he would react. I see his perfect face, them wonderfull brown eyes. And then think how he hurt me, it makes me angry. I wanted to hit him so hard. I ran to the sink and rinsed the water away, it just wouldnt stop bleeding.I looked through demis cupboards and found a bandad i wraped it over my arm, and put and long sleve top on.

''IM HOME!'' Demi yelled as i jumped.

''How was it?'' I asked she had a interview with MTV. Talking about her life, about rehab and everything.

''It was okay, few tears.''

''Thats gunna happen of course. Your still working on getting over it.''

I saw blood coming through the plaster and onto my white top. Shit!

''Be right back ;)'' I said while quickly walking away holding it.

I ran to the spair room where i was staying, i took the top of and took the plaster of. I showerd the blood away.Then rapped an old top around tight and put a jacket over it. I hide the white blood top and put it in the bin. Later that day i couldnt get Justin of my mind. Everything i did, him. There in my head!

I saw pancakes=Justin  meatballs=Justin.  Everything= JUSTIN!!

I thought i was going to insane, untill i thought of a way ot get rid of the pain. Well people drink and forget everything right? Well its worth ashot to getrid of the pain and hurt. I got wine and just drunk from the bottle.

''What is this?'' Demi asked holding my white top with blood on it.

''A top!' I said pointing the obvouse.

''Did you cut babe?''

''Noooo'' My head was spinning, and i was not thinking of Justin.

The next thing i knew Demi pulled my jacket ofand took the ripped top around my arm. She was shocked.

''You did!''

''No, someone left a knife on the side and i ran and cut my arm''

''Okay i believe you but i theres another cut, Then..' I didnt hear the sentance i feel alseep on the couch.

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DEMI'S POV.

She just fell asleep as i was talking to her. Things were going wrong, she was heart broken. She had obvousily cut and nowshes drinking so much shes passing out. I needed to call Justin and considering she had past out it was my best chance. So i called Justin and he said he would come right over. The door rang and i answerd.

''Justin shh shes sleeping. Well past out.'' I said.

''Past out?! What happened?'' He asked freaking out.

''She got drunk.. on her own.''

''Hows she been?''

'Well i found a cut on her arm, looks like shes been self harming''

Faith rolled over snoring gently, i looked and Justin and i saw he Just wanted to hug her.This was the closet he has been to her in like 2 weeks.

''You seroius?''

''Im not sure she said she ran and a knife caught her but im not sure''

''Demi you gotta help me, i Love her''