Justins POV:
I sat there, dumb founded and numb. Selena just stormed out of the room and I couldn’t move. Tears were running down my cheeks, my hands were formed into hard fists. I heard Selena punch the window a couple of times then it was silent. So silent. What do you I now, she cheated on me, then made me pay for me cheating on her when really she was just as guilty as I was. When we broke up, she brought up the girl from the club, how could she do this to me.
I felt all my emotions flood back in to my body. I was angry and sad. I stood up and punched a hole in the wardrobe I bought for us and kicked it. I grabbed a picture frame off the wall and slammed it onto the ground watching the glass shatter all over the floor. I let out a belting scream and then just stood there, breathing hard and still crying. I felt something hot running down my middle finger. I looked down and noticed I sliced my arm open somewhere in the commotion, I looked at the cut thoroughly and noticed it was pretty deep.
“Good hopefully I’ll fucking die!” I screamed thrusting my left hand into the wardrobe as well.
Selenas POV:
I had buried my head into my arms and waited, waited for Justin to leave or him to tell me he hated me. Anything, but there was nothing, only silence. Then I heard a loud bang, it made me jump. I bashed my head against the window “Fuck” I said holding my head. Then I heard shattering glass, I turned to the direction of our bedroom but I couldn’t see in the futon was blocking my direction. Then I heard Justin scream, I knew he wasn’t in pain, it was more of an angry scream, he was letting everything out. I took a deep breath and decided I’d wait a couple of seconds to go talk to him.
“Good hopefully I’ll fucking die!” I heard him scream then there was another loud bang. This time I jumped straight up to my feet and ran over to our bedroom.
“Justin!” I screamed looking at the room, our wardrobe had two holes in it and a picture of me and Justin was shattered on the floor. Then I noticed a small pool of blood on the floor as well, then I noticed blood dripping from his fingers. I walked over slowly to him and turned his arm over.
The cut was deep, but I didn’t think he’d need stitches. All of the sudden his body started trembling. When I finally looked up at his face he was still crying, but now I could read all of his emotions on his face. He was sad, angry, and hurt. I pulled him into the bathroom and stuck his arm under the sink rinsing the blood off his arm, then I pulled out some peroxide Kenny got for us.
“I don’t think this will hurt but just hang on alright…” Then I poured some peroxide on to his cut and it began foaming. “Foam means it’s getting clean, maybe you should go to the doctor?” I asked, knowing he didn’t really have to go but I just wanted him to say something, anything.
“No Selena. I’m fine.” He said harshly rinsing the rest of the peroxide out of his cut, wrapping a towel around it and walking out. Leaving me just standing there.
I turned and looked in the mirror, I looked like a mess. My eyes were so puffy and red. My hair was a mess, I was a mess. I walked out of the bathroom and saw that Justin was in our bedroom. So I laid down on the futon. It was already 11am, I knew Justin had an interview today at 1… I wish I could’ve composed myself long enough so he could go to his interview with a clear mind. I saw Justin’s hoodie on the floor right in front of me, the one he always would let me wear when we would just hang out around our houses. I picked it up and hugged it tight inhaling the smell of his cologne.
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Clink the noise startled me out of my sleep. I don’t even remember falling asleep but I was still laying on the futon. I picked up my phone and saw it was only 1130. Guess I dozed off, crying takes a real toll on me. Especially as hard as I’ve cried all morning. I sat up and saw my engagement ring on the table in front of me, I guess that’s what the noise was. I slowly walked over to our bedroom and there was no sign of Justin, he wasn’t in the bathroom either. I plopped down on our bed and just shook my head.
