Chess [Justin Bieber interracial fanfic]

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I stood there frozen. My legs couldn't move. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't understand why he would do such a thing. I made it so incredibly clear from the start that Justin and I were nothing. Yet he still did it.

He still wanted to ruin me.

"I knew it you stupid bitch!" Shannon says launching a piece of glass at me. "You deserve to die." She screams as Jaxon holds her back.

Blood starts to trickle down my cheek as I run out of the room to the staircase. Why me? I did all I could to stay out of people's way but it always came back to me.

It always came to bite me.

A salty tear rolls down my cheek as I still attempt to comprehend. Why would he do such a thing? Why would he lie, just to make me crash and burn?

"Indika." A voice says behind me as I feel a heavy hand on my shoulder. I turn to see Justin. "No. Get off me." I scream.

"No, Indika please hear me out." He begs slightly. I shake him off. "Leave me alone. I don't want to talk, I don't want to listen. I just want you to leave me alone." I shout.

"Indika listen to me for fuck sake." He shouts back. I stand still. I couldn't deal with the disrespect I was getting from him. I turn around and walk away. He doesn't call after me anymore. He gives up and watches me walk away. He says nothing, does nothing.

He just watches me walk away.

I was fine with that honestly. I was fine with him giving up. I didn't need him chasing after me, begging me, I'd rather live without all of that honestly. After what he did, I'd rather live without him in my life altogether.

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I wake up and sit up in bed. "Morning Mimi." I try to smile. "Morning Indika. I heard about what happened yesterday. Good grief! Look at your face." She says in shock.

"Yes Mimi, of course that's the first thing I like to hear." I chuckle sarcastically. "Sorry love. My god. It looks so sore. Come, let me sort it for you." She says reaching an arm out. I take it and get up. "Follow me." She says leading me to the bathroom.

She opens the cabinet and pours some oil onto some cotton wool dabbing it on my wound. "Ow Mimi. That hurts, that hurts." I say.

"I'm sorry baby. Just bare with me." She says quietly. The door swings open.

"Indika. We need to talk."

I twist my head stiffly to see Justin standing there. "I've made it very clear-"

"Indika please." He says slightly raising his voice. Mimi looks at me and then at him and then back at me. "I'll leave you two alone."

"Make it quick please." I say bluntly. "Indika. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Words can not describe. I don't know what came over me I just-"

"Why did you do it?" I ask looking away with a tear rolling down my cheek.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me-"

"I said, why did you do it." I repeat. He sighs.

"Because, I reckoned, that if I told her that, she'd leave me. I reckoned if I lied, she'd leave me alone. I reckoned that if I lied..." he sighs.

"We could be together again."