The Canadian boy who saved my life

Family

Stacey's POV:
I was sitting in my room on my phone, my phone buzzed "Justin Bieber tweeted" I opened my twitter and he tweeted "#purposetour is coming to the UK, tickets on sale Friday 12th December" I favourited and retweeted his tweet.
My room has white walls, and cream carpet, Justin bieber posters all over my walls, a cutout of Justin Bieber, my bedding was Justin Bieber as well.

I ran downstairs to my parents.
"Mom!!!" I screamed.
"What?" She said.
"Purpose-tour, coming to the UK!"
"And I care because?" She said.
"Can I have tickets please?"
"No! Now go back to your room you selfish child!" She screamed.

I ran to my room.

Jason POV:
"What did you do that for? She is upset now?" Jason screamed to my mom.
"Because she is not normal"
"Yes she is get over yourself" I said, and walked up to Stacey's room, I stood outside her bedroom door, thinking of what to say to her.

Stacey POV:
A gentle trickle rolled down my cheek. I slammed my bedroom door open, Bang! It hit the wall.

I threw myself onto my bed.

I was all alone, no one to turn to. Broken. Isolated from my damaged family. I felt meaningless, it distressed me. I knew I could never meet my family's high standards. I got up off my bed; walked over to my mirror, I picked up my black money bank, it was black like my soul. I threw it at the mirror, smash! The mirror shattered into pieces. I looked at my reflection and suddenly nasty, vile thoughts appeared in my brain.
"You let everyone down, no one wants you, do it!" I screamed, I was about to make fresh cuts. I grabbed a large piece of the shattered mirror and held it to my wrist, I placed it on my pale skin and slitted it, the pain was unbearable, but nothing compared to my life.

I'm used to it.

The red blood came flowing out like a waterfall. I looked in the mirror and thought "I'll never be good enough, I'm a monster, but be strong and live, things will get better, there is nowhere but up, like Justin said."

Justin saved my life again, the Canadian boy saved me from myself.

I stood there motionless, feeling nothing.

Jason POV:
I was outsides Stacey's room when I heard her scream, I ran inside and saw her wrist bleeding, I grabbed the mirror she held so tight in her hand and threw it to the ground.
I pulled her in to a tight hug and she cried like never before, she never cried in front of anyone, she said it was a sign of weakness.
I knew Stacey wanted to look strong but she was not. She did not have to pretend around me. I knew what her mother was like.

We laid on her bed, I was cuddling her to comfort her, we watched Never Say Never movie, because I know she loves Justin.
We both fell asleep gradually.

THE NEXT MORNING:

Stacey's mom POV:
I opened Stacey's room to see her cuddling with her stepbrother, wtf I thought. I did not want to hear the explanation I grabbed her and dragged her downstairs and chucked her out the front door, Jason ran after me screaming "let her the fuck go you monster!"

I threw Stacey £60 and I said to her "get out and never come back you useless piece of shit!" And slammed the door shut.

Jason said to me "we was cuddling because you upset her and she self harmed again, we fell asleep watching Justin's movie, nothing happened, and now she will never come back because you just threw her out, well done. The award for the most shittiest mother goes to you!" And he stormed off, I just stood there.

Jason POV:
I can't believe she just did that, what a cunt.
I called her boyfriend Jake,
(J=Jake, Jason=)
J- Hello?
Jason- Hi, Stacey's mom threw her out because she got the wrong idea about me and her daughter, please can you find her and keep her safe?!
J- I'll see what I can do, Dan calm down.
Jason- Thanks man, bye.
J- Bye.