Broken - A Justin Bieber Love Story

Five

Five

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Song Of The Chapter

Distance by Christina Perri

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          Maylee

     "Did you talk to her?" I asked, trying my very best not to ask a stupid question. As you can tell, I wasn't the best at comforting people.

     Justin simply shook his head and hugged his knees to his chest, staring off to someplace else in my room. He looked and was heartbroken, no doubt. His eyes were on the verge of spilling tears, jaw clenched tightly, and hands shaking. I've rarely seen Justin like this, and if I have, it's because someone he truly loves has hurt him. Selena did seem like one to break peoples' hearts, so I'm not completely shocked that she did this to him. I didn't expect it too soon, but it happened. And now all I can do is try to fix him.

      "Look, Justin," I began, causing Justin to turn his undivided attention to me, "I know you may think that Selena is your everything right now. But to tell you the truth, I don't think she was really the one." I spoke honestly and I too, surprised myself. Great, he wasn't supposed to know that.

     "What do you mean?" Justin said offended, his facial expression completely changing. I knew immediately that I would regret saying that too him. This isn't supposed to happen.

      "I don't think she's the one for you. I mean, you have so much potential, you shouldn't have something like a breakup effecting you so greatly." I explained, half scared of what his reply would be.

     Justin's eyes continued to bore deeply into mine, making me weaker by the second. "I can't just throw our relationship away, it means everything to me. It was the only thing I looked forward to in my day."

     And as those words came out of his mouth, I died inside.

     So he didn't even care much about me? All he looked forward to was spending time with Selena? Thanks.

     "Justin, I think you need to take a break for a while, from everything." I sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He looked at me like I was crazy, and I probably am for crying out loud.

     "I have so much work to do, I don't think that's possible." He protested, shaking his head. He was always so stubborn with these things.

     "Well, at least take it into consideration. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable and I definitely won't make you do something you don't want." I answered, slowly standing up and pulling at the hem of my shirt to fix its position. Justin was still in his fetal position on the ground, knees hugged tightly to his chest as he sat like a planted mushroom, refusing to budge.

     "I'll be downstairs." I mumbled before shuffling out of the room, hoping he hadn't seen the tear that managed to escape from my eye. Why did that just happen, I don't know. I guess my emotions are just everywhere now.

     I'm kind of used to Justin saying things absentmindedly because I know he will apologize sooner or later. I couldn't help but let the words he had said sink in. I've heard it many times before, people put me down all the time. They say something insulting, but say it jokingly. Or they'll say 'no offense' afterwards. But I take that offense. I take it and throw it into the back of my mind, hoping it will stay there and never come back out. Times like these, when Justin needs to talk about personal matters, he uses this 'strategy' often. He'll say I'm nothing to him, indirectly. For example, what he had said earlier. He may not realize it, but that completely kills me. No one likes being left out, and we all definitely don't like being insulted. Yet I'm the exception. I get used, just like a test dumby. They all think they can just hurt me and I won't feel a thing. Well they thought wrong.