Hold Tight (A Justin Bieber Love Story) ((BEING EDITED))

Chapter 23

Boy who saved my life say what? My heart shattered into a million pieces at his words and tears flooded my eyes threatening to spill at any moment. Maddie was right, he was just using me, i should have known. Stupid Jessica, you let your feelings get the better of you and let someone close again.

"Jessica, le--" Justin starts but i cut him off.

"Just stop......I can't believe you! I actually believed that for once someone cared and wanted to help me, but i was wrong. You were the first person i ever let close to me besides Layla and you just broke everything i worked hard at for the last few months to get, a friendship. But no, you are just using me to make your bad reputation disappear. How could you? After everything i told you, after everything you knew i went through?" i snap at him letting my emotions all out. His face was a mix between pain and hurt.

"Jessica, please let me explain," he begs reaching for my hand. I quickly back up and grab my bag.

"No.... What ever friendship i thought we had is over...Alright, i don't want anything to do with you anymore. find another girl to be your charity case," i whisper walking away. I feel him grab my wrist gently.

"Please don't do this," he whispers. I yank my arm free of his grip and walk, not turning back because i knew if i looked back now i would stop and let him explain himself. He doesn't deserve anymore of my time. He hurt me more than anyone has, not even the pain of what i have been through measures up to my heart breaking. I will admit it now, i was falling, and falling hard for Justin. But now, everything is crumbling apart and i don't know how to handle this anymore. I trusted him with my deepest darkest secrets and he was just using me.

I didn't know how long i was walking but i soon found myself at Layla's front door ringing the door bell. I crossed my arms over my chest trying to fight the cold. I heard some laughing and the door opened. 

"Jessica dear, come in," Mrs. Stevenson said to me as she moved aside and i stepped in. She shut the door and smiled. "Layla is up in her room," she says going  back to the kitchen where i assume Mr. Stevenson is also. I ran up the stairs and straight to Layla's room where Zack was laying on the bed with her. Layla see's me and holds open her arms.

"Aw boo i am so sorry," she says as i walk into her arms. I knew Zack already gave her the run down of everything. I let go of her and sat next to them.

"Well, Maddie was telling the truth. Justin even confirmed it," i whisper as more tears build up in my eyes. Layla hugs me again and i hear Zack sigh.

"Jessica, did you even give him a chance to explain himself?" he asked. I let go of Layla and look at him shaking my head. 

"No, why should I? He used me and i want nothing more to do with him anymore," i say as i lay back on the bed. Layla shakes her head.

"Zack's right though Jessica, you should have let him explain himself... I mean, i haven't known Justin that long but long enough to know he isn't like that," she says taking Zack's side on this. Two on one, that's a little unfair. Why is she defending the kid who is using her best friend.

"Justin doesn't just use people. I mean sure he might have had the idea at first but he seriously loves you Jessica....You should give him a chance to sort this out....He was finally happy for once, not getting into trouble once you came around....I really don't want to know what he is doing right now, when he is upset he does stupid things and he will regret it," Zack says in a little worried tone. 

So many things were racing through my mind, the first being Justin loves me apparently. Second, i was itching to cut and release some pain, but i know i promised everyone i wouldn't and i wanted to try and keep that promise. Third, should i let Justin explin, and last waht kinda trouble could Justin possibly get himself into? 

"Please just think about it.... I mean he is your place to stay....I won't be home tonight," Layla says in a soft tone like i would explode at any moment. Crap, she isn't going to be home. Where am i going to stay?

"No, i will figure something out. I mean my dad hasn't been seen in weeks so i am safe," i say more as a question. A worried look crosses Layla and Zack's faces.

"I know what you are thinking, no way are you staying at your place alone," Layla protests.

"No i wasn't going to," I lied like it was nothing. She smiles and nods. After a while they have to leave, i guess Zack was taking her to dinner even though she was on crutches still. I walked down the street and made sure no one was around and i slipped into my house. The key still worked so he didn't change the locks so no one could get in. I walked around looking for any sign he was here. It was the way we left it. I walked up to my room, memories flashing in my mind of everything that has happened in these's rooms, halls, and whole house.

A few hours later and i was fresh out of the shower. I walked downstairs with damp hair, i had on my short short yogo shorts, and a white tank top. I grabbed a glass of Orange juice and walked back up to my room. Only this time i wasn't alone.