Torn

Chapter 26: Change Me

*Ariana's POV*

After I finally got away from the person I loved, (wow, never thought I'd say that in a good way) I drove off.

I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care. As long as I was away from Justin, I'd be fine.

I hate him. I told myself.

How could he do this to me?

I told him to be careful with my heart, and this is what he does?

I don't understand him, he doesn't make any sense. It's like he doesn't know what he wants, and it drives me crazy.

It wouldn't be the first time he hurt me. I chuckled coldly.

And I wouldn't be surprised if he did it again. I mean, I'd be hurt... again but-

Wait, what am I saying? Again? Who even said I'd give him another chance?

I honestly don't know if I can forgive him. I don't think it can get much worse than this.

I let another tear slip, and decided to pull over in a parking lot. My vision was blurring more and more by the second.

I started crying again, because the amount of pain I felt was unbearable. Tears couldn't even help me at this moment, they just give me the least bit of relief.

I sniffed and decided to start driving again. I got on the highway and tried to stop my tears, but I couldn't.

The sound of my cries filled the car. My eyes began to blur again, but my anger towards Justin told me to keep driving.

I mean you would have to be an idiot, or have some sort of car troubles to even think about pulling over on the highway. It's like asking to get hit. That only made me want to keep driving more, even though I knew it wasn't safe while I was like this.

Well, an emotional wreck.

I could barely see, but I didn't care. I was too far to stop.

I was anxious for some reason, like I actually had a place to go.

The funny part is, I didn't. I didn't even know where I was honestly.

I was speeding, but that's one more thing not to worry about. I didn't care if there was a red light either, I was just going wherever my mind took me.

Seconds later, I heard a loud car horn. Suddenly, I felt like I was being jerked around roughly. It all happened too fast for me to realize what was going on.

Everything went black.

*Justin's POV*

Not knowing where your girl is or if she's okay, that's probably one of the worst feelings.

Although, I don't really deserve to call her 'my girl', because I always seem to screw things up.

I am a screw up.

The thing is, I can't just say sorry. I already tried but sorry just isn't enough. I won't make up an excuse, because I can't lie to her on top of something that's already big enough.

I sighed and ran my hands down my face.

I dialed Ariana's number, and waited for her to pick up.

No answer. I'm not surprised.

Minutes later, I heard my phone ringing. It was Ariana.

"Hello?" I answered anxiously.

"Hello," a deep voice that I wasn't familiar with spoke, "is this Justin?"