18 year old Sereya, has grown up in an abusive family. Her parents died in a car accident when she was 8. She was then taken into an orphanage. Raised by abusive parents who were addicted to alcohol, she needed to escape. On her 18th birthday she pa...
I hadn't noticed it before, but there were multiple flashes going off outside of the car. Paparazzi.
"How are we gonna get in without them making up a bullshit story in the next 10 minutes?" I asked.
"We're not going in." (A/N: I need Jesus) he said.
"Then-"
"Here's your coffee." Mikey re-entered the SUV and we immediately stared driving again.
"Thank you." Justin and I said in unison.
It felt a bit awkward letting him pay but I what was I supposed to say?
I continued looking out the window.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I said, not taking my eyes off of the scenery outside the tinted windows.
He didn't say anything else and just sat back.
*At Justin's Rented House*
We had arrived at Justin's (rented) house and it didn't even look like a fucking house. But then again, he's Justin Bieber. What did I expect?
I had grabbed onto the door handle, and stepped out whilst Justin was making his way over to my side.
The wind blew my hair in all different directions and I patted parts of it, desperately trying to calm it down. I'm embarrassing myself.
Justin emitted a laugh and I dropped both of my hands to my sides. I blushed slightly and continued making my way up the long cobblestone path.
Justin opened the door, stepping aside so I could enter. When inside, I looked around in amazement.
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"Like what you see?" he cheesed.
"Ehhh, it's ok." I shrugged.
"Ya lyin." he smirked.
His ringtone started blaring and he took his took his phone out of his pocket, accepting the call.
I sat down on the couch and continued looking around.
"Hi mom." I heard him say.
*Flashback*
"Hi mommy!" I ran to my mom who was standing with her arms out, bent down, ready to hug me. I wrapped my small arms around her and smiled.
"Hi baby." she cooed.
"We're going to get food right?" I asked. Ahhh I was always a fat ass.
"Yup." she picked me up.
"Where's daddy?"
"He's at work hun' " she had said.
"Oh"
*End of flashback*
"Yeah I miss you too mom." Justin spoke into the phone.
I miss you mom. I miss you dad.
My vision blurred and I blinked back the tears, refusing to cry. Especially in front of him.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
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I attempted to write something sad because I'm moody rn and I actually teared up JUST A BIT while writing this. Currently following the election and gahhh #RIPAmerica. I'm afraid to share my opinion because I don't wanna trigger anyone lol
