Cage (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Michelle's P.O.V.

I woke up suddenly from a bad dream. I turned my little lamp on before getting out of bed and sliding my slippers on.

"Where are you going?" I heard Justin mumble in a groggy voice as I was on my way out of the room.

"Just going for a walk" I said biting my lip.

"I'll go with you" he mumbled as he got out of bed with only sweatpants on. He pulled on a SnapBack and supras before meeting me at my side.

"Shouldn't you put a shirt on?" I pointed out as he opened the door.

"Nah these people are used to me walking around shirtless" he said with a chuckle as we walked out into the hallway.

I nodded slowly. "Justin?" I said almost in a whisper so I didn't wake anybody up.

"Hm?" He replied as he looked down at me.

"Do you mind me asking why you... No never mind that's none of my business" I said with a sigh knowing that curiosity getting the best of me.

"No it's ok you can ask me anything" he said as he reached out and caught my hand in his. His hand was big and strong compared to my fragile hand.

"I was just wondering why you started to self harm. It's really none of my business and you don't have to answer that I was just wondering" I said nervously as I bit my lip.

"My mom was 18 when she had me. She kept me and raised me and I adore her for that. But when I was younger, we were poor and she had to work every job possible so I was always with baby sitters. I didn't mind being with baby sitters until when I was 9, one of them sexually abused me." he looked down at me as if to make sure I was on the same page as him before he continued. "I blamed it all on myself. Everything. After that happened, it felt like everything was my fault. From the day I was born. And I was depressed. Still am. But as I got a bit older, I realized that cutting brought me a new pain to worry about and took away my thoughts. I hurt myself for hurting others. Or so I thought" he let out a sigh.

"Justin... I am so sorry..." And that was all I could say.

"No. Don't feel sorry for me. I hate getting pity just because I was an unlucky child" he said with a light chuckle as he squeezed my hand "you look tired. Lets get back to sleep"

As we walked down the hallway back to our room, Justin wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to his bare torso. His warmth felt good on my cold body.

He tucked me into bed before kissing my head "goodnight Michelle" he was about to turn off my lamp when I held his neck and kissed his lips lightly. He kissed back easily and I pulled away.

"Goodnight to you too" I said with a light smile before he turned out my lap and went to his own bed.

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I woke up to see Justin still fast asleep so I went to the bathroom and took a shower and got ready for the day.

When I walked out of the bathroom there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to see Mike.

"Can I talk to you in the hallway for a moment?" He asked and I nodded as I stepped out into the hallway with him.

"What's up?" I asked looking at how uneasy he was.

"Don't get too close to Justin" he said in a warning tone.

"And why not?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

He sighed. "I'm afraid he'll hurt you. Like physically"

"Why would he?" I asked again having nothing but questions.