My Name Is Justin

chapter four.

I began running away as Selena dropped to her knees.

I didn't want to leave her there all alone and crying..But I didn't want her to know it was me. I hope she wouldn't. I mean..Look at me. I'm a monster. I have claws. I have fangs. My once caramel like eyes were now yellow. I was taller. My hair was wild. I growled. I was an animal and I was so ashamed of myself..

I bet you're wondering why I'm like this. It happened all because I decided to get high and drunk. You see, I did weed and shots that night. I was at a night club. I got so wasted.

"Justin, you better go home." My best friend Ryan Butler said to me. I slurred in his face angrily. "Don't tell me what to fucking do, I'm Justin Bieber." He rolled his eyes and went somewhere else. Me being an idiot, I stumbled outside, trying to find my way home. I flipped off some paps and I stumbled my way into the park. I groaned and stopped walking. My head hurt like hell. But as I stopped, I heard growling. No, not like a dog's growling. But more like horrifying growling. I tried to ignore it and continue struggling to find my way home but something started howling and tackled me. 

It was a person. At least it looked like one. Aye, get off!" I slurred. I screamed as that monster scratched me and bit me on my neck. I screamed loudly, making that crazy person get off and run away. I curled up in a ball and held my neck, still screaming. It burned so much. It felt like my neck was on fire and it was spreading all over my body. I looked at my hands which were covered with blood. I shook and got up, running back to the club but it turns out Ryan ditched me and went home. I wouldn't blame him. I mean I was acting like such a douche back then..

I called a taxi and went back to my mansion. I was now sober and all the pain became ten times worse. I got all my sense back and I screamed more holding my head. It was agony. I fell to the ground and closed my eyes, yelling more. I prayed so hard that I wouldn't die. But maybe if I did die that night, it wouldn't be as bad as becoming a monster.

I groaned and held my head. The pain was so bad. I heard buzzing and ringing in my head. The noise became louder and louder and I moaned in pain. Everything became lost to me.

As the pain grew unbearable, it felt like my bones were twisting. My back hurt like hell and my eyesight became blurry. I looked at my hands, which were now trembling. I saw that they were sharp and like an animal's. I freaked out.

This can't be happening, I thought. Was this just some sick joke? I shook my head and began trembling everywhere. I yelled more and I heard my voice become more like a growl. It was barely recognizable and so rough. I began growling and I blacked out.

I woke up a few minutes later on the floor. What just happened? I groaned and stood up looking all around me. The place was wrecked. I was confused and scared. But wait..I wasn't this tall before. I looked into a mirror and widened my eyes at what I saw. I was a monster. I was a freak. I was nothing like the old me. The Justin you knew back then was far gone. I teared up and held my head. I was in shock. People can't know about this. The public can't handle a monster. My beliebers would all leave me. My family would shun me. My friends would hate me. I started sobbing and ran out of the house. I have to leave, I thought to myself. It'd be better without me there. The world doesn't have a place for a monster like me..

Real tragic right? I don't remember exactly when it happened. And I don't want to remember. The memory hurts too much.