Nurture. (A Justin Bieber's FanFic)

15;Childhood best friend

Isabelle's POV

I lay on my the couch holding my stomach tightly as the cramps got harder and harder within minutes. "Ohmygod" I breathe as I feel like hundreds of knives inside my lower stomach, I hate period. I just hate it. Why do I have to go through all of this pain?

Why guys always have it easier? Why?

I feel so cold, I look around and don't see any blankets. I take a deep breath. Why is this happening to me? I can't get up, my legs hurt so much. I start hitting my damn stomach and changing my position hoping the pain will get less just to get up and take a medicine. the cramps got harder and I feel someone's stabbing me with knives repeatedly without stopping. I groan loudly as the tears starting falling repeatedly.

Mom, Where are you?

That's all I'm thinking of. I've never went through this alone. Mom has always been there for me, even Tom.

Sweat start forming on my forehead, "fuck this" I groan and I look at the floor, I move myself on the floor and lay on it, I hold the pillow and push on my stomach, I wish I was a boy. I don't want to be a girl anymore, I want to be a guy!

I groan as I feel knives digging in my lower stomach and back. and I feel like my legs are been cutting.

Mom, I need you

I start sobbing thinking of mom and my need to her at this moment. I regret not calling her back after she told me about Tom.

Tom.

That asshole.

I sob loudly as I start over-thinking of my life.

After hours of crying, changing positions, pushing on my stomach I hear the door bell. "Isabelle?' I hear Justin's voice, "Justin?" I whisper as I wipe my tears and look at the door way, I don't remember locking it. Is it locked? How the hell am I going to stand up and tell him to go. I don't want him here. I don't want him to see me like this. I hate it when he sees me like this.

Suddenly I hear a click sound and the door is opened. Fuck this shit. I think

Justin comes smiling, "Isabelle" he call out, I look at him "Hey" I say, he look at me and widens his eyes "What the fuck?" he screams and rushes to me. "Why- how? What?"

He takes a deep breath and holds me from my waist, he lays me on the couch. "Oh, Isabelle" he sighs and stares at me, "Wait right here, I will bring you warm clothes" he says, Yeah like I can go anywhere. I nod.

I watch him disappear upstairs, Why does he have to see me in this condition? Why?

I clench into my stomach and groan, Justin comes back and look at me. "Why didn't you call me? he asks, "I don't know" I whisper, he sighs and puts his hand on my skirt then he looks at me asking for a permission which is my last worries. I nod as he slips it down and puts on my warm pijamas pants, I groan when I feel sharp pain in my lower stomach for the millionth of times.

"Did you take any pills?" Justin asks as he zips down my shirt and takes it off, I shake my head. "Jesus Isabelle"

"Arms up" he says and I do like he says, he slips on a warm shirt. "Do you have a heating pad here?" he says as he gets up walking to the kitchen, I nod "fourth drawer on your left" I say as I clench harder. my mind is blank right now. I have no thoughts.

Justin comes holding a blanket and he wraps it around me tightly, he doesn't say anything nor do I. he leaves and comes back holding the heating pad and he puts it on my stomach. he sighs as he runs his hand through my hair, "do you want to take a medicine?" he asks, I shake my head. he sighs. he puts his hand on my head and raise it a little bit and sits then he puts my head on his lap.