Fate's Chance 2

12

Bella

I remember being so crushed that night Justin informed me that he would not only be leaving me but leaving me for someone else. I cried and cried and I'm so embarrassed to admit that I actually begged him to stay with me.

"Babe, what's wrong?" I I questioned as I sat across from him at the kitchen table as we enjoyed dinner. Well at least I was, I noticed he hadn't even lifted a single silverware to eat which was awfully weird being that we were eating his favorite tonight.

"Honey, I'm afraid we need to talk"

"Okay..." I reply with caution as I sense the seriousness in his low tone. Whatever he was going to say, I'm almost 100 percent sure it's what has been on his mind for the past month. I noticed he's been a little distant but I had no idea why. I mean sure we've been arguing a lot lately but it was nothing out of the norm.

"I....there's no easy for me to say this..." his eyes remained glued to the plate full of food before him as he began to sniffle. Was he crying?

I quickly jumped out of my seat and kneeled by his side, placing a single hand on his knee as I grew more and more concerned by the second.

"What's wrong babe? What's going on?" It was very rare for Justin to cry in front of me. Whatever has been bothering him lately, must've really been taking a toll on him. Maybe his upcoming tour is stressing him out way more than I'd thought.

"We...This is isn't working out."

"What's not working out?"

"Us. We need to break up."

And just like that my world turned upside down at the sound of those five words. I always felt anxious with thoughts that this day would one day come but I had no idea it would be so soon. Even still, I couldn't believe it. Chuckling I say, "Seriously babe, what's wrong?"

As he slowly turned his head to me allowing me to finally see his tear-filled eyes, it was evident that this was not a joke. He really did want to break up.

"What? Why?" I immediately retrieved my hand from his knee and began to feel that infamous lump in my throat.

"I just think it's best."

"No it's not, what the hell are you talking about?" I felt so blindsided and ambushed right now that I couldn't even comprehend what was happening in the moment. "Look babe whatever it is, we can work it out right? Let's talk about this, surely breaking up isn't the solution to whatever you're mad at me about"

"No no I'm not mad at you." He stated rubbing his eyes with the sleeve of his sweatshirt "I've been doing some thinking and...I'm.....I'm going to go back to my ex."

"What?" I shout as I suddenly stand to my feet, vision completely blurred by my tears at this point. All those times he reassured me that I wouldn't have to worry about her, that he was over her and how she was the past. Was that all a lie?

"I've already packed my things while you were away with your auditions today. You're more than welcome to stay here for as long as you'll like. I've already found another place for myself. You can keep the Rolls Royce that's in the garage. Of course, I'll make sure you're well off—"

"Justin what the hell are you saying right now!?" I screamed to the top of my lungs "Have you gone mad? Is this some kind of sick joke cause this really ain't funny"

"No....I'm just doing what's best"

"For who? You?"

"No" he replied lowly avoiding eye contact at all costs.