"She's a good girl with a couple of bad habits."
Alaina Fox is nineteen years old. Her life is almost like a party. Alaina does different drugs as an escape from reality. What happens when she meets gang member Justin Bieber? Will he break her habi...
I had to pretend to be over Justin. Was I really though? No. Not one bit. I really hate having this feeling. Fuck feelings. This is why I stuck to drugs for years.
I've just seen so many heartbroken people. And I don't wanna live like that. I don't wanna wake up every morning wishing I was with the person I wanna be with but can't.
That feeling is similar to emptiness. So I've heard at least. It's like a hole in your heart. Everyone knows what's missing but neither of them have the guts to say it. Ego is one hell of a drug.
I remember before Karen used to sleep around with different guys, she had a boyfriend. They were madly in love.
Eventually they broke up because they kept fighting so much. Again, they both still are in love with each other but neither of them have the guts to say it. Ego.
"What are we doing?" I asked as Justin pulled up into a small diner.
"Hungry? I'm sure you've been in that warehouse for a while without eating." He said as we parked.
We both got out and walked in the small diner. It was a cute little place. You could tell not many people come here.
We sat down in a booth across from each other and we sat there quietly.
A waitress about in her 30's approached us.
"Hi my name is Lisa...I'll be your waitress for today. Can I start you off with some drinks?" She politely asked.
"I'll have a water." Justin said.
"I'll have a Coke." I said.
She nodded and walked away to get our drinks.
"Speaking of Coke." I pulled out a little bag of Cocaine and flashed it at Justin real quick with an excited look in my face.
"Are you serious?" He kinda said in an attitude.
I put it away in my pocket.
"Yeah you said you're not helping me with my problem anymore. So I don't have to stop." I crossed my arms.
"I still don't want you doing drugs Alaina."
"Sorry but you're not my parent. You don't control me." I shrugged again.
"Listen, I still care about you I just don't want you-"
"Care about me?!" I sarcastically laugh. "Don't be silly Justin. No one cares about me." I muttered.
"I do. A lot." Justin said looking at me in the eyes.
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When I was about to speak the waitress came back with our drinks.
"Ready to order?" She smiled.
"Yeah I'll just have the broccoli cheddar soup please." I handed her my menu.
"I'll have a cheese burger with fries please. And some ranch on the side.." He handed her his menu.
