13 Reasons Why Preferences

Justin Foley (3)

Justin's POV

I stood up, walking out the apartment I used to call home. I wanted to see her. I wanted to know why she did that. I gripped the strap of the bag tightly with my hand.

Everything that I did with her, it started flashing back to my mind. Did all those mean nothing to her? Nothing so that she could throw it all away? I know that she seemed down lately, not texting back, calling back, everything. Whenever I look at her eyes, they were not those bright anymore.

I thought we promised that we'll love each other for a long time?

Your POV

He knows about it. He knows the secrets that I keep. Those nights when I was with another man while he kept calling me. When another man's hands touched my skin where Justin used to.

The thoughts were killing me. It's all haunting me. The promises, the nights, everything is haunting me like a dead person. It's suffocating me.

I just won't tell him where I've been.

It's tearing me apart. Every second that I'm thinking of the nights I did those things Justin wouldn't like. The pictures in my phone where I did all those... It's affecting every single fiber in my body.

I sat down, relaxing my head for a moment. Clearing all those thoughts from my head. I was interrupted when my door opened and an angry Justin was at the doorstep. I shrank at the thought of him yelling at me and felt numb.

"I know what you fucking did, Y/N." Those words made me feel like dying. My heart broke at the feeling and I looked down. "Look me in the eyes, Y/N." He roared that made me look. I saw the disappointment in his eyes that made me feel worse.

"Why? Why did you do it?" His voice cracked and I just stayed silent. Every moment in this, it's killing me. "So is that why you're not returning my calls and texts? Because you were fucking another guy? Do you know how much that hurts? Every second, it's killing me. Why? Tell me." I kept quiet even if this was killing every inch of me.

"Tell me." He whispered and that's when the tears I was holding back, fell down and I sobbed. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking. I was being stupid and did that thing. I swear, every moment that I remember it, I feel disgusted. I want to bring back time and stop doing that. The memories, it won't stop haunting me and this is not even making me happy one bit. I want to delete​ myself from the world. I hate myself for doing that." I bawled out and felt his arms around me.

"It's okay. Don't cry." He shushed me but I felt more sorry. "It's not okay. I cheated on you. I promised that I won't but... Here I was..." I cried and he just comforted me.

"You're too good to be mine, Justin. You deserve someone better." I whispered and he pulled away from the hug. He stood up, grabbing his bag and heading out the door.

"I love you." He said right before he left. "I love you more, Justin."