Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"Grenade.." (Selena)

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Happy Christmas everybody. Here's a bit of a Christmas surprise (: comment & vote if you want another part or two   

*Selena's POV*  

"Why do I put up with you anyway?" Justin grumbled, wiping a bead of drool from his upper lip.  

"Justin. You don't mean that."  

"I do. You're ugly and bossy and.. You're just a bitch." He stepped further from you and the smell of alcohol lessened.  

I swallowed hard. He's so drunk. But...is he?  

"Let's just go to bed.."  

"You can't tell me what to do. Get off me. Like I said, you're a bitch Selena, so you can take your-"  

Before he could say anything more I ran up to my bathroom, tears sliding from my eyes.  

It doesn't matter if he's drunk or not..  

It's all true. I'm ugly and useless. Bossy and frustrating. I'm a bitch.  

My lip trembled as I reached for the blade that lay on top of the sink.  

I slid it across my skin five times, soft moans escaping my lips as I did.  

I heard a loud 'bump' as drunk Justin collapsed.  

I forced my eyes to the mirror where my mascara stained face greeted me.  

Ugly eyes, ugly hair, ugly face, horrible eyebrows...  

I pressed the blade to my skin one more time. For my ugly face. And then I too collapsed.    

"Selena! Baby! Oh my god!" I heard Justin say as I sat up slowly and groggily.  

He stood in the doorway of the bathroom, his jaw dropped.  

He fell to his knees and opened his arms to me.  

"No. Get off me." I grumbled.  

"I-I.."  

"You, you?" I mocked. I was angry. HE made me do this to myself. "You're a horrible person and an even worse boyfriend for making your own girl cut her skin? Just because you decided your brand new gang of Guys are so important to you that you might as well drink your head off with them? Is that what you were about to say?"  

"Selena..." He met my eyes. "You know I never ever want you to do this yourself. Ever again. And knowing I'm the one who made you do this..." He dropped his head. "Just leave me already."  

"W-what?"  

Yeah, I'm mad, but I was expecting some apology from Justin to make it all better..  

"Leave me. I know you're going to at some point anyway... Just do it now."  

"I'm not gonna leave you-"  

"Just go!" Justin raised his voice.  

I stood up, taken aback. Was he still drunk?  

I just cut myself six times and all I get is kicked out of his house?  

He's changed..man he's changed..  

I stood up slowly, my knees buckling.  

I walked past Justin without another word and grabbed my phone and my coat. I'll just buy all new clothing. Besides, he's seen me wear all my other clothes..  

I slammed the door shut behind me so Justin would be able to hear.  

God he was being such a jerk right now.. I knew being around those guys wasn't good for him, but I didn't know it would turn him so much..  

"Selena! Selly! Please!" I heard him call from behind me.  

Aw, was he coming to crawl back to me now?  

"Selena wait!"  

"For someone like you! SOmeone who doesn't give a damn about me? No thanks." I retorted.  

He caught up to me and turned me to face him. He tried to get me to look at his eyes but I refused.  

"Baby girl..please.."  

"No. No! You know what, I'm done with this! Done with you!"  

"Done..Done with me?"  

"Yeah! I think I deserve someone who actually cares about me.. Someone who will come home to me and hug me and kiss me and miss me like I miss them.. And hold me when I'm feeling sad or at least ask how I'm feeling! Someone who actually cares!" I screamed at him and a tear trickled down my cheek.   

He swallowed and stayed silent.  

"I thought that was you, Jay.. I really did.." I said quietely.  

"It is me,"  

I shook my head. "I don't think it is anymore,"  

"W-what are you saying, S?"  

"I think..." More tears welled up behind my eyes. "I think we're done.. Please, Justin.. Just don't.."  

He licked his lips and scratched the back of his neck. "Selena, I.."  

I shook my head again and turned my back from him. "Gave you all I had but you tossed it in the trash, you tossed it in the trash, yeah you did.." I sang lightly.  

"But darlin I'd still catch a grenade for ya.." Justin finished for you, but you hadn't heard it, because you'd already walked away.  

*End of Part One*