Chapter 16
Your Point of View
I awoke to a light tapping on my shoulder. “babe? We're here.” Justin told me in a soothing baby voice. I felt my cheeks start to heat up. He just called me babe... So cute! I turned to open my door and saw that the lights were still on in the living room. Which means my mom is still awake. drunk as fuck and ready to beat the shit out of me for no reason. I really didn't wanna go in... I guess Justin felt my hesitation. “you know.. You can spend the night in the bus with me if you want..We're still in town for a few days” He said with a caring smile on his face. “Sure let me grab a few things first.” I felt my body start to shake. I walked up the sidewalk and opened the door as quietly as possible. To my surprise my mom was out cold on the couch. I snuck up the stairs to my room and grabbed a few things. An outfit for tomorrow, some sweats a tank top and a hoodie, underwear and bra, toothbrush, deodorant, jewelry, my charger and my favorite perfume. When I was sure I had everything I hurried to my door. As soon as I opened it I smelled the vodka and cigarettes. I looked up in time to see my moms hand coming towards my face. I could feel my heartbeat in my cheek. I held my face and looked up at her. Tears stinging my eyes. “what did I tell you about whoring around?! Why the fuck is there a boy outside?” She spat at me. “you were the worst mistake I ever made! Your a slut and your so disrespectful! You never do anything right! You ungrateful bitch!” I couldn't take it anymore! I pushed by her and ran down the stairs and out the front door hearing her yelling at me and calling me names. I couldn't handle it anymore. I ran into the street and just collapsed in the middle of the it dropping my bag. I layed on the ground sobbing uncontrollably. I hated her! I hated my life! I just want to sleep forever... I felt two strong arms grab me. I looked up at Justin through the tears and crawled into his lap. Crying into his chest. It felt like we were in the middle of the street for hours until I calmed down enough for Justin to talk. “come on babe” he said coaxing me to the car. I got in and put my face in my hands, crying silently. When we got to his bus he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and led me to the door. We walked in and I wasted no time finding a bathroom. I slammed the door shut and started to go through the cabinet and drawers. “*y/n*!! Open the door!” Justin yelled with worry in his voice. Banging on the door and turning the knob trying to get in. I ignored him and found a pair of scissors in a drawer. This will do. I sat on the floor. I put the scissors to my wrist and just started cutting lines on my arm. There was alot of blood but I didn't care. I just needed to get away from all the pain. Things started to look fuzzy. I got real lightheaded. The last thing I remember was seeing Justin burst through the door with a terrified look on his face. Then everything went black.
