I'm Not Sorry: A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction

Thirty Six

♥ oh dear g o d ♥

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"Justine? Honey, are you okay? Please eat something, or at least come out of your room? Justine, please?" Mom's voice cracked at the end.

This is the first week I've survived, I must say...

It hurts me knowing that I've hurt my Mom deeply. It hurts me because I was dumped by the guy I love, because of that girl. It hurts me so much... knowing that I've lost to her, and she's winning. How would I explain this to my siblings? I can't possibly go "Jenny, Jonah, Justin won't be coming here anymore, because we've broken up." Do you think they'll understand? No. I highly doubt so. They're three. Just three!

I slowly got out of my bed unwillingly and turned the door knob, my hand shaking as I did so. The door opened, and my Mom engulfed me in a hug.

"Did Justin do this to you?" I felt my Mom's anger build up.

"No, I did this to myself. For being the dumbest girl walking Earth," I weakly said.

Then I heard little thumping on the hardwood floor, then Jenny and Jonah stood by my sides, tugging on the end of my blouse.

"Jenny, Jonah, keep a lookout on your sister, okay?" Mom asked, as she pulled back from the hug. She slipped her hand into her pocket, and took out her phone, and I knew then, what she was going to do...but I wasn't going to stop her. I wasn't going to be the one to tell her what he did to me, which made me like this. I wasn't going to do anything.

Because I'm sick of him hurting me time and again. I'm just so tired...

Mom dialed a number, and she increased her speed in walking down the hallway, bet she was hoping I wouldn't hear what she was going to say.

"Justine," Jonah slowly let go of my blouse. "Don't do this. You're scaring me, you know..."

"Yeah, Justy! Please?" Jenny quietly agreed and pleaded me.

I knelt down to the ground and opened my arms. "C'mon, give me a little hug."

They grinned cutely and hugged me super tightly.

Satisfied.

I don't need him any more. I have my siblings. That's all I need.

"Justine."

I smiled and turned to that person, but it soon faded when I saw that rather familiar, yet disgusting face. "What do you want?" I resisted the urge to spit, as I asked.

"Jonah," I looked back down. "Go back to your room with Jenny. I'll go soon." I said with a little smile.

Jonah gave me another little hug before taking Jenny's hand and pulled her away.

I froze for a second, before standing up to face that person. "So, what do you want?" I asked with a smile.

"Don't fake it. Why are you doing this to yourself?"

I wiped the smile off my face. "Get it clear. Who did this to me?"

"Me..." he muttered under his breath, but just loud enough for me to hear. "But you don't have to do this!"

I opened my mouth to retort, but... Selena came up and... Uh... Hugged him from the back.

"Selena, get out. Now. Go out." He rolled his eyes and unwrapped her arms.

"Fine. Meet me at nine, my hotel." She answered with a wink before walking down the stairs.

Slut.

But...they had sex...? What? It's not for me to care anyway...

"No, we didn't have any sexual whatever shit you call it," he rolled his eyes again.

I controlled my laughter.

"I'm not doing anything to myself, and you can go and join Slutlena now, oh fuck." I slapped my hand over my mouth, with my eyes wide.

He smirked before turning around.

I did too, and walked slowly...but I froze when he said something.

"She is a slut." He laughed a little.

What did he mean?

Aren't they together? Why did he say that? Oh my God?!

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"I remember every look upon your face, the way you roll your eyes, the way you taste, you make it hard for breathin'..." My alarm snoozed.

My eyes peeled open, and I quickly sat up on my bed, and looked around.

So I was dreaming?!

THANK GOD!!!

Then I heard a chuckle. "Morning, beautiful."

I grinned huge and slammed myself hard on him, squeezing the life out of him. "Justin!!!"

He was confused as fuck, but I could care less.

He's MINE!