Forgotten (justin bieber fanfiction)

Chapter 3 - we're both...Broken?

Justin's P.OV

"justin, justiin, over here!" paps shouted as i hopped into the car, i couldn't help but think of what i've said or done over the last couple of hours...

since when did i become a jerk?

am i a jerk?

"fredo?" i say below a whisper

"yah?" he says turning to me, tearing his eyes away from the window

"be honest....do you...do you think i've changed?" i asked, he creased his brows

"what do you mean?" he asked

"do you think that fame has finally got to me?" I asked, he nodded his head

and whispered under his breath "as corny as it sounds, honestly i don't know who  you are anymore justin" he whispered averting his gaze to the outside world again, clearly distant in his thoughts

"sorry.."  i whisper...

it hurt...

i have to admit it...i don't know who i am anymore...

i just seem so distant from everyone that loves me....

joined the wrong crowd..

lately i don't know what to do with myself

the media used to love me....now i'm more despised...than any other celebrity on the planet

lifes hard...

"what can i do alfredo?" i asked

" well, for starters, you could make it up to Ashley for being such an ass to her" he stated

"fredo i don't think i should, she's already got a perfect life...she doesn't need me to spread my bad luck" i say

"well, it doesn't seem like she has the best luck..." he say handing me the sun (an english news paper :)

the words are there, clear in bold black writing

"MY UNSECRET SECRET" I read the headline

"19 year old Ashley Raymonds seems to have been living a double life. yesterday she was photographed smirking at a former US soldier who was off duty. she was also spotted getting off a plane and assulting mr Justin Bieber. she has recieved a huge amount of hate from biebers and fans on the internet, which resulted in her going back home to a very unsatisfied father. Her father abused her and ended up knocking her unconcious using a heavy glass vase, neighbours say that they were truly terrified, they had never suspected a thing" I read aloud

"what?" i gasped

"yah...just think about the way you treated her on the plane....you called her a bitch and told her that she was worthless...you've lost all lack of respect for women justin....don't you see?" he said, i was too ashamed of myself...i couldn't form any words...

this isn't how my ma raised me...

i'm just...ashamed

"is her adress there in the article?"

"yah, its in one of the captions to the picture"

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i held my breath as nervousness devoured my body, limb from limb. i gently knocked on the door, i took a step back, i looked around her neighbour hood, it was quiet no wonder no one suspected the abuse that went on down here.

i was snapped out of my own thoughts when she opened the door, she took one look at me and almost shut it again, i caught the door with my foot

"Ashley..." she opened the door again, took time to notice her beauty...her hair was scrapped into a messy bun...she was wearing an oversized t-shirt, short shorrts and converses, i looked at her face closely she had stiches going down the side of her head just below her hair line

"did he do this to you?" I asked gentle as tears slipped from her sore eyes, she nodded

a pang of guilt shot through my body

i reached out to touch her face, but she flinched and finally caved in, she held my hand to her face and silently cried

"we're both broken right now, i'm sorry" i whisped into her ear and i did the unexpected...

i kissed her...

it felt like....

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