bad day || au j.b.

3 bad days

i still remember when he left.

don't think i could ever forget.

it was the middle of the night, 12:OO to be exact, when he tried to slip out from underneath my bed blankets. "where are you going?" i asked sleepily as i stirred, holding the sheets up to my chest as i watched justin throw on his clothes.

"i gotta go," he said abruptly, sliding his jeans over the waistband of his boxers.

"why?" i asked, my voice masked with sleepiness of confusion. 

he hesitated only for a minute as he stood froze in his tracks, slowing down his movements, as if it would be the response to my question. 

"justin," i started off, my tone becoming more harsh and stern. why was he leaving? why would he? questions and more questions filled my head as i laid there, confused. "where are you going?"

justin turned around and flashed me a bright smile that even i could see from the darkness, but it wasn't genuine. it was his get out of trouble smile, the same one that he always used on me to get himself out of trouble. 

and it always worked.

"just something i gotta do, okay?" he placed a small butterfly kiss to his forehead before pulling away. "i'll be right back."

but he wasn't. 

- - - 

"why did you leave me?" i sobbed into his shoulders, letting the tears stream down my cheeks. the harder i attempted to push them away, the more that replaced them.

he squeezed me tighter and repeatedly placed his damaged, cut lips on my forehead. with every kiss, he pushed away the pain.

the main source of my pain was trying to push it away.