Fascination - JB

Hurt

In no way do I condone unfaithfulness, disloyalty, lying or cheating. This act is nothing to romanticise nor enjoy. This is just another one of my colorful imaginations.

Degrading violence occurs, if you don't like it, don't read it.***

September 25th, 2016

Justin's POV::

I feel as if my heart was ripped out from my chest. I feel as if I can't breathe. I caught her. I caught the one woman I believed who would never hurt me, lie to me, or even commit such a heartaching action.

I know I'm away a lot, but I come home. I always do. I always come home to her so I could be with and spend time with her. I would've never done this atrocious abomination.

Now I'm numb. I can't stand to look at her because all I see is a cheater. And adultery looks fucking ugly on her.

"Justin please! Let me explain!" She shrieks. My ears rang with her cries. All I wanted to do was hold her close and apologize for not being there enough, but I will not let the little bitch in me fall for it. I can't. I won't.

"How?! How the fuck are you going to explain to me how you were underneath another man, Y/n? I would have never ever done this to you. So why do this to me? I thought you were the one for me, Y/n. I trusted you." My voice boomed at her and with ever word, she flinched at the tone.
"I'm sorry, Justin-"

"You keep apologizing but it won't change the fact you slept with another man! I loved you, Y/n!! Was that not enough?! Was me loving you not enough?!" My voice strained with irritation and agony. It hurts so bad; my heart feels like there's some sort of pressure pushing. My stomach felt empty andy head was spinning. Tears fells from my eyes, I couldn't hold them any longer.

She was silent so I continued, "was it worth it? Did he make you feel as good as I do? Did he make you feel better?" I wondered.

She sobbed and had this pitiful look on her face. I scoffed, "get out of my face and out of my house. I can't stand to look at you any more."

"Justin please,-" she whimpered but I stopped her, "I said get the fuck out of my house, Y/n! Don't make me ask you again, now move it!" It hurt me so much to say those words.

She stood still for a moment before she spoke so lowly, barely audible, "I didn't know what else to do, Justin. You're never around anymore and I felt lonely. You're gone all the fucking time and I can't just stay home and not be able to feel you. Or a mans touch for that matter. No, he didn't make me feel good at all, and no it wasn't worth it. I'm sorry I hurt you and this relationship. It's the worse thing I've ever done. I-I'll be leaving now, I deserved this."

** two months later**

I miss her. I missed her smile, I missed her presence, I missed her touch... I miss how we were. We were happy, we had this whole future planned together. We were good, perfect.

At least I thought we were all those things.

I haven't reached out to her, but I miss her voice. Took all the strength in me not to call or answer her calls. I wanted her to know she lost me. I wanted her to feel the ache and the emptiness I feel.

"Reported, Justin Bieber and Y/n Y/l/n broke up? In the last two month, we've been seeing Y/n and Justin moving on from each other but from what Y/n says, they broke up on good terms."

Then it was her face and her voice in front of the TMZ camera, "Justin and I didn't see eye-to-eye any more. He's always so busy and our schedules haven't meshed well in months. Things got complicated and we had to end it. I'll always love him. Who knows, maybe in the future we can be 'us' again. But for now, we need a break. That's all."

Good terms?! MONTHS?!?! The bitch cheated on me with some other guy! I saw her underneath another man in my bed having sex! I can't get the sound if her moans out of my head. Moans another man had caused.

My face twisted in disgust. How fucking dare she? All those times I had the chance to commit to sleeping with other women... All those times I could've slept with every girl who threw themselves at me... I could've cheated. I could've kept it secret too. But I didn't because I loved the whore. I fucking loved her so much, I was blinded by it.

Who knows how long she's slept around. Who knows how many guys she's fucked in my bed. Maybe it is true; a busy man can never have a faithful relationship, someone will end up hurt.

I guess she wasn't really mine after all. She was anyone's who showed her attention. I guess she was just another gold digging whore. And I fell for it. I'm so fucking stupid. No woman would love me for me.

@justinbieber: good terms? That's rich.

fanfic JB starting Twitter drama lol

But on the real, I would never cheat on Justin. I'm not just saying it, I'm promising it. If I had the chance, I'd be so damn lucky to have him in my life. I will never understand unfaithfulness. Why be in and unhappy relationship, then cheat to go ahead and make things worse? How does cheating help you?

Anyways...