justin bieber / jason mccann imagine

baby dont cut

was it something i did, said , didnt do. was i not there for him when i should of been. how couldnt i of realised all the cuts all the tears all the late nights how i wasnt allowed to touch and whenever i would all i could hear was a wince of pain. this is the story of how justin bieber was broken broken to the point it was the blade that kept him going not me not his beliebers just pain thats what he lived for.

justins pov

one for being a shit singer 

two for being a shit idol 

three for being a shit boyfriend 

four for not being good enough 

five for just being me 

six because im broken

 i looked at the mess of my thigh i cut myself here so noone could see them i couldnt let anyone see them what would they say i do it because i need to man up, attention seeker i couldnt take it. besides i dont want to hurt anyone they have all been there for me from day one especially my girlfriend y/n who just yesterday walked in on me cutting. i fucked it up with her she took one look and walked out maybe im not good enough maybe she went to laugh at me maybe she just hates me as much as i hate myself...

y/n pov

just yesterday i walked in on the love of my life hurting himself i went numb i couldnt speak i couldnt stand there and watch either so i did the most stupid thing i could of ever done i turned my back and walked out god knows what was going through his head i still havnt gone home i dont know what to do i have it in my head its my fault i hate thinking i could be causing him pain but we both know me walking out like that is probably more painful than  i had to go home i had to sort this 

the whole car ride home was just me thinking over and over again of what i could say to him about what could make him feel better but nothing came to mind i guess i just had to use my imagination think on the spot for the simple fact i am now parked outside of my one true loves house.

justins pov

i was slowly dozing off missing my girl until i heard a car door slam and the click of heals approaching the house i sat there wondering who it could be until the door just opened no knocking or anything i got up about to grab ahold of the mystery person until i saw her with tears at the brim of her eyes without thinking i wrapped my arms around her i missed her i wasnt angry about her walking out i just wanted her in my arms she was stiff and i knew there and then she no longer loved me 'im so sorry i knew this would happen please you cant stop loving me your my drug i need you i need you so bad' i cried pouring my heart out and i knew she listened because she stood with tears falling down her face shaking her head ' i love you more than anything i dont hate you i hate me justin  i need you to show me all your cuts and scars please''why' i questioned suddenly insecure ' i want to see how many times you needed me and i wasnt there' with those words said i pulled her into the most passionate kiss we have ever said and reassured her that this would of happened with or without her knowing ' just promise me you will never hurt yourself again baby' she practically begged ' i promise' i whispered with my fingers crossed because i knew i would do it again and i would do it until i have achieved my aim .

death