Broken // Book Two

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

Zoëy Braun

•Valentine Day

The sound of thunder flood my ears. I kept my eyes shut allowing my body to wake up.

I opened my eyes. Through the window I could see the grey clouds floating above. Rain began to pour from the sky. I instantly knew how my mood for the day.

I sat up on the and grabbed my phone that rested on the night stand. I pressed the button on the side of my iPhone causing the screen to light up.

I instantly saw the several text messages from people say Happy Valentine day.

My eyes stopped on a missed call and one voicemail. I slid my thumb to the right unlocking my phone. I put the phone to my ear.

"You have 1 unheard message." The automated voice spoke. "Hi Zoëy. I-i know we're not toge- actually I don't know what we are, but I just wanted to tell you happy valentine day. I know this would've been our first one together. Zoëy I love you so fucking much. I just... I just want you to know that anything we did I don't regret it."

Tears began to fill my eyes.

"I just hope you know how much I love you. I'll keep fighting for you. I'll keep doing everything in my power to get you and your love back."

Get my love back? Does he think I don't love him?

"I'll forever love you. No matter what. I never thought I'd fall head over heels in love with you. I fell so quickly for you. I don't know what you're doing to me Zoëy, but you ha-have my heart in your hands. And right now you're slowly crushing it. Please I'll do anything to make you love me again." I heard him sigh.

"I don't even know why I'm saying all of this. You're probably just gonna delete the message anyway. But Zoëy I just want you to know that I love you unconditionally. I hope you're alright."

I took the phone away from my ear.

Why does my life have to be so difficult? Why couldn't it be someone else? Why me?

I'm supposed to be erasing Justin from my life, but it's like we're stuck. It's like the eraser to my pencil that's writing my love story has run out and nothing can be done to replenish it.

Justin Drew Bieber is the love of my life, but I just can't... I won't torture myself. If we're apart from just a second I feel pain. If I'm not in his arms I cold. If I'm not by his side I feel empty.

I'm basically torturing myself, trying to erase our love, but our love is dangerous. I'm attached to him like a leech.

Justin is my drug and I'm addicted.

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"Zoëy come on you're coming out of the house today. It's Valentine Day and you're sitting her on your couch watching Gossip Girl and eating a tub of cookie dough ice cream." Nash complained.

"I'm not in the mood. So can you like leave." I mumbled dipping my spoon into the container halfway full of ice cream.

"Zoëy I'm not gonn-" he was cut off by my phone ringing. I rolled my eyes and put the phone to my ear.

"What?" I spoke like the miserable person I am.

"I'm sorry Zoëy. Am I interrupting something?" Aaron asked.

"Yup you're interrupting my show." I grumble.

Nash grabs the phone out my hand. "She's being a bitch now." He spoke.

I punched his arm. "I'm not being a bitch." He ignored me and continued to talk with Aaron.

"She doesn't have anything planned... I'll have her dressed.... Okay bye." He hung up the phone. "Zoëy you're going to dinner with Aaron tonight."

"Who said I wanted to go anywhere?" I slapped him with a pillow. "You're gonna stop hitting me and if I have to, I'll dress you myself. Be ready by eight."

"What are you doing tonight? I know you wouldn't encourage me to go unless you have plans." I placed the ice cream on the coffee table.

"I'm actually going to dinner with a girl." I oh'd.

"Can I finish watching my show now?" I asked turning my attention back to the television screen.

****

I flicked my hair over my shoulder and pulled my shirt down slightly as I looked in the mirror. I had on a white sleeveless crop top (the sides have a little cut out), a loose emerald green maxi shirt, and some pointy toed black ballet flats.

Me and heels don't work well together nowadays.

So I didn't look so plain I slipped a gold watch on my left wrist, a tiny gold ring, and some gold earrings.

My skirt covered my baby bump, but just to be safe I grabbed a thick white cardigan.

The door bell rung. I grabbed my phone off the bed and headed towards the door.

"Aaron you're ear-"

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Word Count: 830

I know it's not that long but the next chapter will be longer.