A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 37: Crumbled Faith

Dedication to @noranjb for being an awesome supporter and epic commenter! :) 

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(Femke's P.O.V)

"J-Justin?" I choked out in horror. The look of pure hate and disgust in his eyes threatened me. My heart was beating faster by each passing second. 

My already wasted body was becoming more weak under his harsh grip. A few whimpers escaped my lips as Justin's grip on my arms tightened. "You're hurting me." I whispered, trying to get out of his grip. "Justin.." I whined, moving my shoulders and hands. His eyes stayed burning into mine. "What are you doing?" I slightly pushed him but he kept holding me tightly. "Justin, you're hurting me!" I finally pushed him away roughly. He stumbled back but got back to his feet in a matter of seconds. 

He gave me the same death glare, taking a few steps towards me as I took a few back. "What are you doing, Justin?" I whispered, my whole body was trembling. "P-Please, you're scaring me. Tell me what I did. I'll apologize. I'll try to make it all better, I promise. Just tell me." I begged in a whisper. My back hit the wall and I gasp when he came closer. 

"Why? Why, Femke? Were you not happy with me?" he asked in a low voice. I blinked a few times, trying to think of a reason of why he was asking me such a question. But I didn't hesitate and answered in a second, just so that he wouldn't get in more doubt than he already is for God knows what reason. 

"I was. And I still am. I'm really really happy. I've never been more happier. Why would you think I'm not?" I asked as he looked away. "Justin, if there's something you want to talk out then just say it. I promise I'll tell the truth. Please," I sobbed a bit. Why was he doing this? Why now? Why when I needed him the most? Why did everyone have to come against me at the same time? Was my world less messed up already? Wasn't I devastated enough? What did life want from me now? 

"No," his voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at him. "No, there's no use of talking it out now. If it didn't matter to you back then, why would it matter now? Why would you do this to me? If you didn't want me then you should've just told me, Femke!" I yelled, making me flinch at the harshness of his voice. I don't know why he was acting this way. 

"What exactly did I do, Justin? I've told you multiple times that I am happy with you and do love you! What else do you want to hear from me?" I asked, grabbing him by his arms. It was time for me to do the questioning, only if he'd let me. 

Instead of answering, he roughly pushed me back with such force that I fell to the ground. A gasp escaped my lips when my bruised body hit the hard ground. I couldn't fight him. Anthony's bruises and the way he had controlled me, it had left me completely wasted. All I wanted to do was lay in Justin's arms and sleep the whole day. I wanted Justin to know the truth and teach Anthony a lesson but he never gave me a chance to explain. 

"I want to know the truth! You cheated on me with Anthony!" my eyes widened when he said this. What the actual heck? 

"What?" I exclaimed as I quickly got up. "Where did that come from? And you just believed that?" 

"What else do you expect me to do? It's been two months since I left and neither once did you try to contact me! You were probably snogging around with that asshole, for all that I can judge!" he abruptly ran his fingers through his hair. 

"I can't believe this," I whispered, tears flowing down my face and so were his. But I knew he was misunderstood and I had to correct him. Shaking my head, I walked up to him and hold his hand in mine. "I'll tell you the real story. Just sit for a while-" I was cut off as he snatched his arm back. 

"No," he glared at me. "I always knew there was something up between you and Anthony. I was just too dumb to think we were meant to be. I should've seen this coming." he said in a low voice, looking at his shoes. 

"Justin," I whispered, my voice breaking. I was shocked that he would actually believe that shit. 

"I said no" he interrupted me. "Just - just shut up." he said through gritted teeth and made his way towards the door. 

"Justin, let me explain-" I tried to protest but being a victim for Anthony for two months had really drowned me 

"I don't want an explanation! Don't you get it? I just wanna go as far away as possible from you! I don't wanna see your face ever again!" he yelled and quickly turned around. My heart breaking by the second but somehow I still refused to give up. 

"You got it all wrong!" I argued. By this time, I was full on crying. But he couldn't care less. 

"Fuck it! Fuck what I got wrong! Just don't fucking talk to me and stay away!" he yelled, pushing the door open as it vibrated by the force it had opened with. He quickly darted downstairs. 

I couldn't let him do this. I couldn't let hi leave like this. I had to get his point of view cleared. I couldn't lose him. He was my lifesaver. The only reason I felt safe and ever smiled. After so long, I finally got my smile back.?I didn't want to lose it now. Especially if Justin was the cause of it. 

"Justin, stop!" I ran after him, grabbing him by his arm when he was near the exit. "Just sit, we'll talk it over. I'll explain everything." I slowly removed my hands from his arm, sensing his jaws clenching in anger. This sight of Justin reminded me so much of Anthony. And I think I've had enough if torture for two months to deal with another abuser now. 

He shot me a glare, knowing I was scared by his actions as he moved forward to open the door. 

As much as I wanted to grab him and let him know the truth, but for some reason, I thought if I did so, then my reward will be the same as Anthony had been giving me. 

When Justin opened the door, Anthony was already standing there. His hand stretched out to grab the handle. He stopped dead in his tracks and his eyes widened when he saw Justin. Fear in his eyes. 

Instead of getting the reaction he deserved from Justin, Justin just slightly chuckled. Sarcastically of course. 

"Have her all you want. She's your girlfriend after all." he spat. My eyes widened and jaw fell open when he said this. I saw how Anthony's shocked smiled turned into a smirk as he cocked his head to the side to take a look at me. 

I looked at his disgusting face before shifting my eyes to Justin's back since I was standing after him. 

"J-Justin?" I choked out, tears making my sight blurry. "P-Please don't to this. Please don't do this to me." I pleaded. I just needed one chance. One chance for him to hear me out, that's it. Is that too much to ask for? 

Wasn't suffering that hell since the last two months enough pain for me? Here, I was sitting, hoping Justin would come back and make it all better. Couldn't I just get a break? 

He didn't even say a goodbye or anything. He just stormed out. Anthony moved a bit so Justin could leave. My heart beating faster when Anthony approached me. 

"Justin!" I yelled but Anthony dragged me back inside. 

No, no no! I was not supposed to go this way! 

"Anthony, please" I pleaded but he didn't let go. 

And now, all my trust and faith in Justin had crumbled into pieces. 

I will never forgive him for this. 

My life was hell, and he played a huge part in dragging me to this place.