The badass and the nerd (jelena story)

Part 23

Justin's POV

I look at Selena to see a tear slip from her closed eyes, her hands grip onto my shoulders as I look mine.

She looks like she was remembering something but I shake my head at this sudden felt of care.

I hated her.

It was only her.

She made him like that.

She made me like this.

She killed my mum; she deserves my hate and whatever I will do to her.

So she knows how it feels to destroy someone's life.

"I-I'm sorry." Selena whispers opening her eyes and I release her from my hands causing her to lose her balance but she quickly regains it.

"Fuck you." I curse, feeling my anger get the better of me.

She can't just say that she killed my mother and say sorry.

You, you just can't.

She lets out a harsh breath and looks at me with her eyes slightly darkened. "That sounds like a good idea." Selena smirks, with a bitter tone and I bite my lip stopping myself from a nasty comment.

First she said that she was sorry and now she's acting like this.

I can't think when I'm around here.

Fuck I felt too much when I'm with her.

Too much hate, too much anger, too much lo.

"Shut up Selena." I snap, before storming out of the room.

Why the fuck is she acting so different all the time?

Why the fuck did I believe she could actually be nice?

Why the fuck did I fall for her?

Selena's POV

I slump down the wall, feeling defeated.

But I don't even know why?

I know what I did was wrong, but I was 5 years old.

I was naïve but I don't know whether Justin will understand or whether he'll even want to. 

Maybe there's no way out by this.

Maybe I can't make Justin forgive me.

Maybe I killed his mum.

Maybe I'm a murderer.

Maybe I deserve to feel his pain.

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Justin's POV 

I let out a sigh, laying my head against the door knowing how stubborn I'm being.

Fuck, so many thoughts are running through my brain.

She probably gave it to him once and then he started using other drugs.

Like it was his choice to use.

I punch the wall in anger ignoring the pain increasing in my chest.

I wasn't being stubborn.

Selena deserved all the pain and suffering I'm giving her. 

'But you could at least hear her out' my subconscious said and I shake my head, clenching my fists together. I close my eyes feeling the urge to walk into Selena's room but I fight the urges and stand up before collapsing on my bed.