My Brothers Best Friend (AJustinBieberLoveStory)

Chapter 20

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-2 Weeks Later-

Scarlett's POV:

Justin i know hasnt been himself the past week, i've asked him whats wrong and he says hes fine, he gets into a hump about me keep asking him. Right now i was sitting on the sofa with him, it was dead quiet.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him.

"None of your business" He shot back.

"Sorry for asking" I rolled my eyes.

"Just stay out of my fucking business okay Scarlett?! I know your worried and shit but you dont have to be, im fine" Touchy.

"Its clear im not wanted" I said as i got up and grabbed my jacket. "I hope you enjoy your birthday on your own"

"Where are you going?!" He shouts back.

"To someone who can actually appreciate me" I sighed and slammed the door. Its his birthday, you'd think he'd cheer up.

I didnt know where i was going really. Justin was having a massive party tonight at his, all his friends were coming over, looks like hes not even in the mood for that. Hes just turned 18 and something is really getting him down. I miss Grace.

As i walked down the streets, being the clumsy idiot i am i was looking at the floor so i walked into someone. "Sorry" I say, as i look up, i realise its Cody Simpson, i gulp. "Im really sorry!" I start to panic.

"Its fine" He laughed "Your Scarlett right?"

"How'd you know?" *facepalm* "Stupid question, sorry"

"You alright now? I heard what happened in the news"

"Yeah.."

"So what you doing out here on your own?"

"I dont know, i needed to get away from Justin"

"What he do?"

"I really dont know but its ruining him, its been going on for a few weeks now, you coming to his party tonight?"

"Yeah.. why?"

"Could you talk to him? Everytime i try he has a go"

"Yeah sure" He smiled 

"Thanks" 

"You wanna come back to mine for a bit?"

"No its fine, i'll go home, i need to get ready, another time maybe?"

"Yeah" He smiled and hugged me, i trembled inside as he walked on.

I had to make such an idiot of myself and walk into fucking Cody Simpson, of all people. Im such a clutz sometimes. Even when im on stage walking down the catwalk i trip and thats in heels.

I started to walk home, as slow as possible, when i checked the time on my phone it was 30 minutes to 7pm, 7 was when everyone should be arriving so i sped up my pace. When i did get through that door all that could be hear was shouts.

"Where have you been?!" Justin shouts.

"Out" I replied and pushed past him, i went to walk up the stairs as he pulled me by the wrist and turned me to face him. 

"Where?!"

"The streets! Anywhere!" I shot back. "Its your fucking birthday Justin and your behaving like a spoilt brat for no good damn reason!" I shouted, he shutup. "Are you gonna tell me whats bothering you or not?"

He didnt say anything "Fuck you" I rolled my eyes as i pulled out of his grip and walked up the stairs into his room where i went through my things.

I didnt have long to get ready as everyone would be arriving soon so i through on this; http://www.polyvore.com/pink_ladies/set?id=85277802 I knew Justin loved that dress. I was going to try to ignore him all night.

As i put my heels on and my makeup was finished i went to walk out, i stopped and bent over when i saw a piece of paper lying on the ground i picked it up, knowing the hand writing straight away i got confused.

I opened it as my mouth hung open, my hand covered it. I finished reading the letter and looked up to see a guilty looking Justin in the doorway. My eyes were threatening to spill with tears as i dropped the paper back on the floor.

"Its not what it seems"

"You lied to me! You told me she was dead! Not fucking pregnant!" I screamed.

"Im sorry, Scooter told me to keep-"

"Scooter?! How long have you known?!"

"3 weeks..." Tears started coming down my cheeks.

"H-How long have you had that letter?"

"2" He gulped.

I started crying really heavily as all my makeup was running. "Scar shes probbaly just making it up"

"You had fucking sex with her!" I shouted

"It was more like rape Scar! I didnt want to!" He shouts back.

"You lied to me! When was you going to tell me?! When she had the baby?! When she went after us again?!" I shot back.

"Scar.. im sorry" I heard the door knock.

"Get out Justin i dont wanna see your face" I said as i pushed his chest, i literally just collapsed in his arms and cried.

"Dont do this baby" He whispered.

"L-Let go" I sniffled. "You dont care" I said as i pulled away. "Get the door"

"Dont Scarlett" He said before he walked out, i collapsed on the bed in a heap of tears. All he does is fucking lie! He hasnt changed one bit! He promised she was dead! That we'd be safe! And he damn well knew she was alive!

I stayed in the bedroom while almost everyone was downstairs, i locked the door. I looked in the mirror and saw my mascara had run, i cleared that up and re applied so i looked better, i was going to try to atleast make it downstairs.

"Scar open the door" It was Justin.

I ignored him and got up, opening the door and walking out, he harshly grabbed me by the wrist. "What?!"

"We need to talk about this"

"Tomorrow, go get high" I rolled my eyes and yanked my wrist out of his grip and walked down the stairs, i think i'd be the one getting high tonight.

"Where have you been?!" Everyone asked, i just said i was busy doing things.

I walked into the kitchen and came face to face with Scooter. He knew i knew. "Scarlett.. can we talk?" He asked me as i got myself a drink.

"Depends, do you want me to go behind Justins back and lie?"

"It wasnt like that..."

"Then what was it like?!" I rolled my eyes and downed the drink. Woah.

"Scarlett slow down" He told me.

"Why should i? No one would care"

"Justin cares"

"No he doesnt" I said, as i turned aroud he was there having heard everything.

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Oh no! :(