The Photographer ||j.b.||

Chapter 11

I was with my back on the wall crying while my hands were on my hair and I was trying to stop the thoughts that were taking over my mind making me want to smash everything in front of me.

Why am I like this? Why I can't make things right with her for one time? Thoughts of her were driving me crazy and making me cry even harder so I didn't even realize when the door opened and Sophia came in until she took a seat next to me and placed her arms around me giving me a tight hug.

"From what I can guess that was Faith right? It's not that I haven't seen her on TV but she's intimidating when you see her up close." She murmured while caressing my back in an attempt t comfort me.

"Yeah... That's her." I held back my tears and took a deep breath.

"She's very beautiful... But she destroys you Jay... I feel like she never listens to you... She doesn't want to listen."She murmured skeptical.

"She's right. It's all my fault." I yelled annoyed and moved away from her.

"Then if it's all your fault go find that bitch of a girlfriend you have and act as you wish! You two are the same thing!" She yelled at my reaction.

"Leave! I don't need you anywhere near me! Every single time you come in my life you destroy everything! Congratulations one more time. Now leave me alone go to your room or your apartment, I don't care I have my own problems to look after right now." I exclaimed showing her the door, she left furious slamming the door behind her and letting it echo through the house.

I looked at my room annoyed and it finally hit me. I have to get her back, I have to find the right way. I need to show her how much I want her, that's what she wanted from the first moment. She needs to be treated like a queen from me.

I walked in my close wiping the tears one more time and changed into a pair of Amiri slim fit pair of ripped jeans with a white plain t-shirt and a pair of white Yeezys. After grabbing my wallet, phone and car keys I got to my black Cadillac. I need to show Faith how much I care. I must get her a gift and flowers to calm her in first place.

In a desperate need for her to have me back I stopped and got her a box filled with red roses and then stopped at the Cartier shop ready to spend as much money as I'd need to make her take me back. She loves jewelry and that will work. Jewelry always made her happy and she needed to feel like a queen just like she was feeling when we started dating. Maybe she'll forgive everything she saw today in my house.

I ended up buying her a rose god bracelet with little diamond crosses like charms that cost more than anyone could imagine for something so small and delicate hoping she'd appreciate it. Good thing money is not a problem because I really want only the best for her. I just want her back because I'm missing every single thing that has to do with her, I could beg for her to take me back.

I parked outside her house and after taking a deep breath to calm myself and tried to look as descent as possible I left the car with the box on one hand and the little bag on the other. Praying that she wouldn't kick me out, I started walking up the porch with my heart beating faster and faster. Just a few moments later Louise, her housekeeper, opened the door and instantly tried to close it on my face, luckily I was faster than I thought I would be and pushed back the door then walked inside.

"I'm afraid that you have to go Mr. Bieber." She said in a strict voice and I couldn't care less.

"Where is Faith?" I said annoyed because of the woman's attitude.

"I can't tell." She snapped and showed me the door.

"Alright you can f ùck off I will find her myself." I snapped back then walked to the wooden staircase shouting her name.