One Day Can Change Everything

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Justin's POV

I woke up the next morning with Crystal sleeping on my arms, her arms rested on my chest. I moved her hair behind her hair. Gosh, she was so beautiful. I leaned forward and kissed her wrist. I hope she really stops cutting. I'm so scared one day she'll cut too much and she'll be gone. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I sniffled and that cause her to wake up.

"Morning babe." I said with a smile.

"Morning Justin." she smiled back.

"So um Justin, I was thinking about something." she told me hesitantly.

"What was it babe?" I put my arm around her shoulder.

"I was thinking if I could go back to my house...?" she kinda got quieter as she spoke

"Why?" I asked more sternly, raising one of my eyebrows at her.

"Firsty, I really wanna tell my parents off now that I finally have you and I can go get all my stuff." she looked at me waiting for my answer.

"If you really wanna go then of course." I put both my arms around her and held her close to me.

"But for now, let's just stay like this okay?" I smirked

She smiled at me and cuddled up towards me.

Crystal's POV

Justin and I were driving to my house, I honestly was terrified, what's their reaction going to be? Okay game plan Crystal, you tell them they're the worst parents, go up to your room, grab all your stuff then leave. Okay.

After about 5 minutes we got to my house.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Justin asked me as he held my hand.

"No, I think I'll be fine, if I need you I'll call or text you okay?" I squeezed his hand a bit.

"Okay, I'll be right here and be quick." He leaned in and pecked my lips.
I walked out of the car and started walking up to my house. I stood in front of the door. Crystal you got this. I twisted the doorknob and it was unlocked. Not surprising. I walked in and everything was a mess. Clothes, shattered glasses, bottles of alcohol, food, garbage, all over the floor. I was welcomed with the pleasant voice of my dad.

"Oh look who's back. The little slut. Aw did Justin Bieber just use you and throw you away? Well if he did you deserve it." I tried my all not to cry, he went back drinking his bottle of Vodka.

"Look, Justin didn't use me, he actually gives a fuck about me more than you have ever done. I've been keeping this in for so long but now I just can't. You're the worst parents ever. Who the hell beats and blames the one child they have left when another passes away? All you've done these past years is hurt me in so many ways, you're so lucky I never called the cops on you, mostly because I actually loved you. But now? Now you both can fucking rot in hell. Go get arrested and rot in fucking prison for all I care."

I stormed off upstairs into my room and got out my suitcase and packed all my clothes, personal items, makeup and other things. I started walking down the stairs and I saw both my parents staring at me.

"What the fuck did you say to me?" my dad spat at me.

I tried ignoring him and started walking towards the door and all of sudden my mom pushed me against the wall, refraining me from moving.

"How dare you say that to your father you fucking slut?!" she started kneeing me in my stomach, hard. After about 30 seconds she stopped and looked towards my dad and they both smirked. This never leads to anything good. My mom lifted up my shirt just below my bra and my dad took out his pocket knife and cut my left torso, deep. I hissed in pain, tears rolling down my face.

"Please s-s-stop." I begged them, but they just got worse. My mother continued kneeing me until I felt like my ribs were broken. My dad then cut my right torso and my cheek then pushed me to the ground.

It took my everything to get up and try to walk. I looked down and saw my white jeans covered in blood stains, also my pink t-shirt. I carried my suitcase and started walking out the door to Justin's car. I made it down halfway before I fell to the floor.

Justin's POV

I heard a thump. I look and see that it's Crystal. Fuck. I got out of the car and ran to her. She was bleeding a lot and she was crying. She was crying to get up but couldn't.

"Babe! No, what happened?! Oh my god. You're bleeding so much. How could they do this to you?" I helped her get up and carried her to my car and placed her in the seat.

"I'll be right back okay?" I'm going to fix these fuckers. How they hell do they even call themselves parents.

"No, Justin, please don't go. They'll hurt you. Please." she was out of breath and could barely speak, my poor baby.

"I'll be fine babe, okay you stay here and then we'll go to the hospital." I kissed her forehead and headed towards her house. I entered and saw her parents drinking and smoking weed. These were not the same people I met before.

"Oh look who walks in now, it's the pretty boy. Now what the fuck do you want?" her father said to me in a bitchy tone.

"How the fuck do you even call yourself parents?! You've been hurting her for so many years now, for something that wasn't even her goddamn fucking fault. You don't deserve her, she's so good and nice and loyal. Has she ever ratted you out once?! No I don't fucking think so. But I will."

A couple of police officers took her parents away and they finally got what they deserved.

A/N

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