Justin Bieber-Falling for you

Part 13

His hand came down around my neck, his grip tightening, holding me down. The smirk that played upon his lips gave me the most gut renching feeling. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I lay there unable to move. "Stop crying you stupid whore." She spat, his hand forcefully coming into contact with the side of my face before returning to my neck, this time with a tighter grip. I could hardly breathed. I lay gasping for air as he stared at me with an amused look set on his face. "Scream all you want Emily, no one will hear you. No one cares about you." He snickered before forcefully entering inside of me. I tried to cry out but only a small yelp escaped my lips because of his hands enclosing my throat. The pain I was feeling was excruciating, I couldn't help but let the tears fall from my red, puffy eyes as I tried to pry his hands off of my throat. "I TOLD YOU TO STOP!!" He screamed, pounding my face and body repetitively, never ceasing to thrust forcefully into me. I wanted to scream out in pain but no sound managed to escape my lips. He moaned my name, sounding discussing coming from his foul lips which occasionally bit down on my neck, making me wince from the pain. It's almost over Emily-I kept repeating to myself in my head. He finally pulled out and grabbed my hand, using it to finish him off. He collapsed next to me and breathed heavily, the smell of alcohol on his breath surrounding me. I lay there silently sobbing. He stood up and got dressed after a few minutes. "You are such a fucking whore you worthless piece of shit." He said, leaving without another word. I lay there in my bed naked, bruised and utterly broken. I sobbed for hours on end until everything seemed to blur and exhaustion took over me, only he was there to replace the dark every time I closed my eyes.

My breathing was labored and tears streamed freely down my cheeks. My heart rate was through the roof and a sharp pain pierced through my chest with every breath.

I sob loudly, trying to figure out where I was. Two hands gripped onto my arms. I moved violently trying to get free from the hands, crying as I tried to push him away from me.

"GET OFF OF ME!" I shriek, sobbing louder than ever and trying to shake the hand off of me.

The contact immediately left my arms and I continued to sob, wildly looking around.

"Emily, it me!" Justin's familiar voice shouts.

I then remembered that I had slept over at his place after going to the football game at school with him last night.

He looked panicked and even scared. I felt guilt wash over me and the tears began flowing once more.

"Hey, it's okay Em" he said reaching over to me slowly, not sure of what to do. He must have seen and heard me crying in my sleep and tried to wake me to calm me down.

"NO" I screamed, backing away. I needed to get out of there fast.

"Emily, I won't hurt you!" He said sounding hurt that I would think he would even though he knew I had just had one of those dreams and didn't really believe that he would hurt me.

"You don't need this Justin!" I sobbed loudly, stumbling out of his bed.

"Emily wait!" He said hurriedly getting out of bed to follow me.

I couldn't do this to Justin. Maybe he thought he could handle this but I knew that this wouldn't be the last time that I would wake up like this. I could tell he was scared and it made me feel like my heart was shattered knowing that. He thinks he can deal with this, with me but not even I could. This just wasn't fair on him.

"Let me go Justin. You deserve better than this broken piece of shit that I am. " I cried, hurrying down the stairs and to the front door.

It must have been only 2 in the morning. I was wearing one of Justin's big shirts and a pair of his briefs, which he loved me wearing.