A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 22: Everything's Broken

(Femke’s P.O.V)

It was Justin. His eyes filled with tears as he stared at us. George had his back as Justin as he was hugging me, so he didn’t really notice him. I could feel Justin’s heartbeat getting faster as he wiped a few of his tears, sobbing a bit as he tried to keep his composure.

Why was this affecting him so much? He never really cared about me or my feelings. Why did me hugging a guy hurt him so much?

“Oh shit” my thoughts were interrupted by George gasping. We broke the hug and I looked up at him, wondering what was wrong. “Is that-”

“Justin” I finished for him, sighing. He made a confused look at me as he shook his head.

“Vanessa” he said.

“What?!” I gasped as I turned around and looked at the place where he pointed. This girl, with long dark hair, stood staring at us. Just like Justin. Just the opposite direction. And gender. “Oh, shit!” I exclaimed turning back to George as I pointed to Justin’s side, making George turn around as his gaze fell on Justin and his eyes widened.

“Don’t tell me that’s Justin!” he pleaded.

“That’s Justin” I nodded regretfully.

“Damn it!” he exclaimed running a hand through his hair in frustration. “Vanessa, wait!” George yelled as he ran to her side as she tried to walk away, wiping away her tears.

Did both of them really needed to come at the same time?

“Stay away from me, George!” she said sternly, trying to get away from his grip as he held her arm tightly.

“Just listen to what I have to say!”

“What is there to listen to?!” she yelled furiously at him.

“You got it all wrong!” he explained as she shook her head and shook her arm out of his grip.

“I thought you had actually changed. You disgust me” she mumbled as she gave him one last look and ran off the street. George called after her a few times but eventually gave up because neither calling up to her nor following her was going to get anything right at the moment.

“Fuck!” George yelled loudly as he dropped on his knees, running his fingers angrily and frustratingly across his hair as he let out long breath to calm himself down.

I turned back to Justin and saw him coming in my direction. I quickly turned back and started walking fastly towards George until I heard Justin call my name.

“Femke!” he yelled, making my heart beat faster by the minute, but I refused to stop. This time I was going to do what was right and I was definitely not going to fall for that captivating voice of the boy who was once the reason for my smile. “Femke, wait!”

I didn’t stop. I swear this was taking my life away. It felt like I was throbbing a knife in my chest over and over again, but once again, I refused to stop. One of the hardest decisions of my life.

“Would you at least heart me out?!” he exclaimed as he ran up to me, held me by my arm, and twirled me around. Causing me to stumble but, in no time, I shook my hand out of his grip.

“What do you want?!” I yelled, causing him to flinch at my sudden outburst. But his expressions soon calmed as he faced reality. Life wasn’t favoring him right now. Sometimes, life doesn’t favor you. Those are the tests of your life. Either you make it or break it. And by ‘it’, I meant yourself.

“I wanna talk-”

“About what?! Do you think you actually have a reason for what you did to me?!” I yelled again. I was furious at the moment. Actually, furious was a little word compared to what I was right now.

“I don’t, okay? I know I don’t and I admit it! But at least just talk to me!” he exclaimed. I dryly chuckled as I wrapped my arms against my chest and looked at him.

“Talk to you? Talk to you?! Give me one good reason why I should talk to you!” I asked angrily. He stayed quiet for a while, probably thinking, and then he spoke up.

“I don’t have a reason, but-”

“Then I don’t think we have a topic to talk about” I interrupted him as I turned around. But he grabbed my arm once again. This time, anger built up inside me as I roughly shook my grip out of his hands and pushed him hard, causing him to stumble over his steps as he saved himself from nearly falling.

“Femke-”

“I don’t wanna talk to you, Justin! Don’t you get the hint?” I yelled, my voice broke in the middle as my heart broke by the second I said this. I saw his facial expressions, causing me to burn inside. He was broken. But so was I. He never cared.

“I just-”

“Leave” I muttered, looking down as I wiped my tears away. I didn’t want to seem weak in front of him. Not now at least.

“W-What?” he choked out, tears brimming in his eyes as he stared at me with a completely broken look.

“Leave. I don’t wanna make any mistakes now. I was young, immature, and stupid back then”

“So was I” he interrupted me. I shook my head.

“It’s not the same anymore” I whispered, my voice breaking a bit due to the hidden sadness in me.

“It can be. Just let me try. Just listen to me at lea-”

“Justin.” I said, stopping him. “Leave. Please” I pleaded as he looked towards his feet. Wiped a couple of tears away and slowly nodded after a while as he turned around and walked off. I saw his broken figure walking down the street as I took a deep sigh of relief and discomfort at the same time. Something told me things weren’t going right.

I looked at the place where George was sitting. He was gone now. I had lost my greatest friend.

I stood in the middle of the street. Completely lost and broken. How was I ever going to make things alright? How was anything ever going to work out fine? For once, I just wished everything would turn out just fine just like it would in the movies. I guess that’s the difference between movies and reality.

Reality sucks.

A sob escaped my lips as I found myself crying on my knees.

Everything was, once again, broken.

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Picture of George and Vanessa on the side! ---------->

(And yes, Vanessa's actually Bethany Mota :3)