Nurture. (A Justin Bieber's FanFic)

22;Leave

Justin's POV

I groan as I hear weird sounds waking me up from my sleep, I open my eyes and rub them, I look around and see no one. From where the hell are these voices?

I remove the sheets wanting to get up only to find out I'm naked, I bend down and take my boxers putting them on feeling my head weighs like thousands and thousands tons.

"Justiiiiin" I hear Ryan's voice downstairs, I sigh.. So the voices must be from him. I sit on my bed trying to remember what happened last night, it was all blur.

I get up once again and put on my sweatpants and walk towards the door of my bathroom, I twist the door knob and notice it's locked, what the hell?

"I'm inside" I hear Isabelle's voice, and her voice is trembling "you okay in there Iz?" I ask, "Y-yeah" She replied with a sniff, I shake my head, what happened last night?

"Isabelle, can I come inside?" I ask, "n-no, please Justin.. Leave me alone for now" and with that I hear her crying. What is happening inside?

Knowing I'm not in a state to comfort her, I decided to go downstairs and freshen up a little bit. "JUSTINNN COME DOWNSTAIRS" I hear Ryan's voice, I walk downstairs and see him sitting infront of the TV "man, where have you been?" He asks, I shake my head "give me a moment to freshen up"

I sit on the kitchen stool and place my head on the table, "hangover?" Ryan asks from behind, I nod "Here, take these pills.. it helps" he says and throws me a bottle of pills, he puts in front of me a cup of water, I sigh and rub my forehead before swallowing the pills.

"Where did you go last night?" he asks, I shake my head "nowhere"

"so you've gotten drunk alone?" he asks, I shake my head "Isabelle was with me" I reply, "Isabelle is here? Where's she?" he asks, "bathroom, I don't think she'll go out anytime soon"

"Why?" he frowns, "She's crying over god knows wh-" I stop in the middle of my sentence and remember that I woke up naked.

"Justin?" Ryan looks at my concerned, I gulp "Why is she crying?" he asks, I take deep breaths and rub my forehead "Shit"

"What happened?" he asks, "I-I woke up naked" I say, he widens his eyes "fuck" he says under my breath "Don't you remember anything?" he asks, I shake my head.

Now that Ryan knows about Isabelle's sexual abuse, he won't make jokes and encourage me for it.

"Ryan, can you go and check up on her?" I ask with a groan, What did I do last night?

"man, it's your problem. deal with it. you're the one who slept with her" he says, I widen my eyes "Woah woah woah! I did not sleep with her" I say, "Then what?"

"She wouldn't even allow me to" I say, "then you raped her" he says making me widen my eyes "No, I would never do such thing! what the hell Ryan?" I scream at him making my head ache ten times more.

"Well, when you're drunk, you don't know what you're doing" he says, I stare at him for a very long before I decided to stand up and just face her. he taps my back "It's gonna go great!" he says trying to cheer me up, I glare at him and run upstairs towards my bedroom.

I get inside my bedroom and look at the door of the bathroom, I take a deep breath and I knock "Isabelle, Can you open up?" I ask, "Justin, please.. go to another bathroom" she says and sniffs, shit.

"Isabelle, open up!" I say and knock louder. I need to face her, I want to know what happened, I want to make things right. "Justin, leave-" I cut her off "I have a spare key Isabelle"