I've been here for two days, my cuts are starting to heel but the doctor says most of them will probably scar. The hospital makes me stay in the psychiatric wing because I'm "a danger to myself and possibly others" but I don't think they have anything to worry about. Since I've been in here I've had time to think and I want to live. I didn't have anything to live for two days ago and now I do, my baby.
I have found out a lot of things the past few days like who called the ambulance, it was my neighbor Marina, she'd apparently came over to check on me after hearing the news on tv that me and Justin and broken up and found me.
Speaking of news, there are paparazzi outside my hospital window except I'm on the second floor that are constantly making so much noise I have to turn my tv volume up max to drown them out. Sometimes they yell things to me, usually asking me things like why did I try to kill myself and sometimes they say rude things like "attention whore" but I try not to let it bother me. I just imagine the things their gonna twist in my head when they find out I'm pregnant, I'm not even showing yet though.
I don't think I want to tell Justin I'm pregnant. I know what your saying "he has the right to know" but he already has a baby. He left me for one and how is he supposed to take care of two?! This isn't Sister Wives! I don't have time for this shit and all of these thoughts are fucking stressing me out. He didn't even come to see me and I know he's seen a damn tv or turned on the radio and heard what's happened to me and he doesn't even fucking care. I haven't heard from anyone on his team! No one has called or came to see me except for my parents. They are the only ones who give a damn anymore. They can only be here during visiting hours but the fact they came in the first place makes me feel not as useless as Justin made me feel.
I really wish he was here, I miss him. But I also hate him. I love him so much I hate him and it makes no fucking sense. I don't trust him so I would never take him back but I just can't help but miss him.
It was about 5:30 pm so with the permission of the nurses I left my room and walked down the hall to the restaurants they have in the hospital and stepped inside Sweet Charlottes, a sugar paradise. They made everything here but had every desert I've ever heard of and if they didn't have it and you wanted it, they'd make it. I was a regular here, I was here everyday for lunch but I ate my other meals at the cafeteria. I don't see why everyone always bitched about hospital food, I love it!
I sat at my usual middle table after ordering my usual: pizza sub, Doritos, and cheesecake. I was staring at the table when I heard the door open, I didn't look up because frankly, I didn't care. I didn't really care about anything anymore. I didn't smile either. "Can I take a seat?" Someone asked over my shoulder. I recognized the voice immediately and my heart skipped a beat. I didn't even look at him and just smirked to myself thinking to myself 'It's about fucking time'
"Take a seat, Justin."
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Friends With Benefits (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)
Hayran Kurgu"...He was wearing a smile so you assumed that this wouldn't be to awkward. As you turn around to put the food on the table he looked at you smirking. "You look good in my shirt" he said eyeing you up and down. Apparently this wasn't awkward to him...
