Chapter 60

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In eight more hours it will all be over. Our ceremony starts at ten and it's two am. I'm sitting on a bench in a dark park with no one around besides the crickets to accompany me.

Why am I at a park at this hour a day before graduation? I got a call from Brittany. She asked me to me up with her because she wanted to talk. Obviously it's a bit sketchy after everything she has done to me, but it's the last day she can try to hurt me because after tomorrow it will be over. I'm not letting her hit me one last time but if she does it will be the last and none of this will matter anymore.

Anyone would be scared to meet up with someone at this late hour at a park but I got my bodyguard waiting for me in his car in case anything happens. We were asleep in his room when suddenly I got a call from a blocked number. Brittany sounded weird but it must of been weird for her to call me and ask to meet up instead of calling me to insult me as she is drunk and blame for all the wrong in this world like she has done multiple times.

Justin didn't want me to come but I managed to convince him by bringing him along. I can perfectly see him in his car as he doesn't take his eyes off me, unless a sound is heard he then looks around to track it but then after five seconds his eyes are back on me. I'm glad he came. I feel a bit scared sitting here all by myself. She said she will come at 2:10 so she should be here in two more minutes.

I zip Justin's jacket as the night's cold breeze hits my body. Even though it's summer it's so cold at night. My phone rings and I answer it, knowing it's Justin.

"Yes?"

"She is not coming. Let's go home." He says and suddenly a car comes in view. I recognize it as hers as I have seen it at Alan's place a couple of times when I went to visit my mom. Oddly her car was there but she wasn't. Never asked about it since it's not my place.

"Bye." I hang up the phone and see her come out of her car. She notices Justin's car and taps on the window. I notice her say something to him and then he shows her the middle finger as she laughs.

She approaches me and I don't move from the bench. Her smug look from before is not there anymore as she reaches me and I just look at her, not knowing what to say. She was the one to ask to talk, she should start the conversation.

"Punctual as always." She murmurs and I don't say anything, making her frustrated. "Look, I want to talk to you but I can't do it with Justin at the back." She sighs and I look over her shoulder to see Justin with his eyes glued on us.

"Why not? He is way back there." I reply. "Of course you had to come with backup. Can't fight her own battles, huh?" She rolls her eyes, even in the dark I can see that angry look on her face she always has whenever I'm near her.

"I can't fight my own battles? Says the one that hired three girls to beat me up. Listen, if you called me to insult me and hurt me for one last time, then go to hell. Grow up a bit and just leave me alone. I don't need this type of shit." I get up and walk away to Justin, but then she follows me and pulls my arm causing Justin to slam his hand against the honk, which makes her let go of me.

"Sorry. I just- Whenever I'm near you I feel the need to be a bitch." She huffs.

"You're not always near me, though." I remark.

"What? Oh! Fuck, can we start again?" She goes back to the bench and sits, patting the spot next to her, implying me to sit as well. I look at Justin and he seems like a hawk watching his prey. I sit and she sighs.

"I called you here, because I wanted to talk to you about all the shit that had happened between us." She says and I nod. That's unusual but I can go with it.

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