We pulled up in my driveway, there still being silence throughout the whole drive.
"Why did you park here?" I asked, with an attitude for some reason.
"I saved you a walk back to your house." Justin said, winking at me.
I rolled my eyes, and got out. "Bye." I said, seeming mad.
"What's wrong?" Justin asked, curious looking.
"Nothing. Bye." I lied. I don't want to do this anymore, I don't want to get too close to him and then he break my heart, and leave me for good. Because that's what life is about, people come in your life for a bit acting like they give a fuck about you. Then they leave. So I'm just gonna save myself the heart ache and tears. Because I already do that enough, so I don't need another reason to every night before I go to bed.
"No, something is wrong. Tell me!" Justin got out of the jeep now. Oh boy.
"Leave me alone!" I ran to my doorstep, about to open my door with my key when Justin grabbed my arm.
"Stop, I know something is wrong. You were nice and then you turn all mad." Justin said, looking confused and hurt, I could see it in his eyes.
"Fine! I don't want to do this anymore, I don't want to get too close to you. Because you're just gonna hurt me like everyone else!!!" I hollered, tears streaming out of my eyes.
I ripped my arm from his and went inside. Locking the door, I sat in front of it. Crying.
"Miranda! Please come back out! I will never do that to you!" Justin said, I could tell he had his head on the door.
"No!! Go away!" I screamed.
"Fine. I will go." Justin said, I could tell he was hurt. Well I know, it's my fault for believing I could have a friend.
But then my mind switches back to reality. And in reality, I'm not supposed to have friends.
Nope.
I used to have a best friend, and her name was Cassie. We were so close it wasn't even funny. We had sleepovers all the time, back when I had a normal life. My dad & my mom loved Cassie, like she was their own. If I got a new Barbie, and Cassie was with me, my mom would buy Cassie a Barbie too. Cassie used to call my mom her mom too, because her mom was dead. So she craved a mother figure in her life.
I told Cassie everything I could tell her. And she told me everything too. I felt like she was all I needed in life, we were gonna go to college together. We were going to go prom dress shopping, and go with each other, because we didn't like boys, and I still don't.
But that one fucking night, that fucking night I wasn't with her. She got murdered. I was visiting my grandma in New York for a week with my mom and dad. I told Cassie I would call her every night of the week I was in New York. So I called her, and she wasn't picking the phone up. So I guessed she was somewhere with her dad. But really her dad was working late and Cassie was being stupid. She was with a boy at his house, she was only 13. They were kissing on the couch when the boy decided he was ready to have sex with Cassie. They started undressing, when Cassie wasn't ready. She left and on the way back to her house somebody took her in their car and murdered her.
The police found her body in a forest 2 weeks later. When I found out I felt my whole world was falling apart. My father then started drinking, not because of Cassie but because I used to fight with him for no reason after Cassie died. My mind was spinning constantly, I started cutting a bit too. My world was done. So now I decided to never befriend anyone anymore. Because nobody will compare to my best friend.
My angel.
I know she's watching me every day, I know she watches me cut. And I know she wouldn't approve of it.
I also know she wouldn't want me treating Justin like this either.
But I don't really have a choice.
I opened my door to check if Justin was still on my porch, and he wasn't. I saw him on his porch playing his guitar again.
"There's nothing like us, there's nothing like you and me. Together through the storm." I heard, it was a nice song.
I wonder who it's about.
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This is one of my favourite chapters so far, it's so sad. I started tearing up lol, my writing gets pretty intense:$
Cassie is my actual friend in real life, I love her a lot :) but don't worry she's not actually dead
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Nothing Like Us (Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction15 year old Miranda Wells never really had any friends in Alberta, or a boyfriend. Her mother was depressed all the time, and her father was an alcoholic. When Miranda's father dies, her mother and her move out to Stratford to start fresh. Miranda h...