Why did god take you away from me. Justin Bieber & Kendall Jenner

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JUSTIN'S POV

All to be heard was her silent sobs coming from the bathroom, my heart is just breaking standing here. What makes it worse is she isn't even responding to me when I'm trying to get through to her, I want to hold my baby, kiss my baby tell her everything's going to be fine, but she won't even answer me.

"Baby please don't ignore me let me in, Brittany I know why your crying let me comfort you isn't that why I we both made a promise to each other that we would always be there for one another help each other through everything, hold each other when we needed holding why won't you let me do that baby".

"B-because y-you d-don't u-understand n-no o-one d-does I a-am s-so f-fucking s-sick of p-people t-thinking t-they u-understand me when they don't".

"I understand you baby maybe not in the situation you're going through right now but I understand you, I understand that you are scared and vulnerable at the moment I just wanted to let you know that you are loved and cared for even if you don't believe it at the moment, I don't want you to slip into that dark place again".

"Well e-either do I Justin".

"Please let me in I know you want me in there with you just open the door".

"If I do please don't get mad".

"Babe I won't get mad I promise I could never be mad at you for anything I just want to make sure your okay please". There was a few moments of silence then some shuffling, the door clicked open and she poked her head round the door her face soaked her eyes looked worse than they did earlier. My eyes softened for her as I seen the state she was in. She opened the door wider and my stomach flipped, there was blood on the sink not forgetting a razor, I know what she's done, but why she could have prevented herself from doing that. I heard the door slam behind me and I jumped out of my skin. I looked at her sitting lifeless on the floor crying, her sleeve was drenched in blood

"B-baby w-why?". I asked

"Just because Justin".

"No baby this isn't the way this is never the way I'm telling you, I don't want you self harming again".

"None of us do but look where it got us eh".

"Let me see your arm".

"N-no".

"Baby let me see it". She sighed giving up with me, I took her arm and rolled her sleeve up. It was worse than what I thought it was, it still seeped blood it was deep and it scared me. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand, my tears fell
"B-baby n-no, for fucks sake, look at it, Jesus Christ".

"What? Are you FUCKING ASHAMED OF ME NOW JUSTIN WELL ARE YOU, YOUR SO FUCKING PATHETIC SOMETIMES, GO ON FUCKING SHOUT AT ME THEN TELL ME I'M STUPID, AN ATTENTION SEEKER WORTHLESS I KNOW YOUR THINKING IT".

"I'm not t-thinking a-any o-of t-those t-things".

"Sure your not, and why the fuck are you crying Justin you have nothing to fucking cry about".

"I'm crying because I LOVE YOU!!!, I care about you, your hurting, and when you hurt I hurt, is that so hard to believe that a boyfriend like me cries over his girl, baby you hurt yourself come on d-don't do t-this to yourself".

"J-Justin I'm s-sorry". Throwing her arms around me, I lifted her legs up and rested them over mine holding her close to my body rocking her back and forth trying to get her to calm down. I laced one of my hands with hers squeezing it tight

"Ssh it's okay don't apologise for anything baby girl nothing is your fault".

"It f-feels l-like it".