Being Mrs Bieber.

Can't leave

Tears formed in my eyes. Firstly I couldn't believe he was here with Selena and secondly I can't belieb he is secretive enough for me to spy on him.

"It's not what it looks like." I replied with my voice cracking.

"Oh yeah!? Then what is it!?" He yells.

"I'm sick of you yelling at me the whole time." I said with tears spilling out my eyes.

"Yeah well maybe if you would respect me I wouldn't have to do it! You're like this little toddler that doesn't listen!! Do you know how angry that makes people!?" He yelled. I didn't want to look at him Any more so instead I glanced at Selena. It seemed as though she would rather be in a volcanoe than being here.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Justin said.

"Doesnt your voice ever get sick of shouting?" I asked him as I rolled my eyes.

"Doesnt your brain ever get sick of being stupid??" He asked with a sarcastic laugh. That actually broke my heart and I couldn't handle it anymore so I decided it was time to go home.

As I walked passed him, he grabbed my wrist. I rolled my eyes again.

"What do you want now?" I asked him with a bored tone. It was always the same.

1. Everything's going great.

2. Selena gets involved.

3. We fight.

4. I walk away.

5. He grabs my wrist.

6. I deliberately disrespect him.

7. He hits me.

8. I threaten to leave.

9. He leaves.

10. Cycle beings at 1 again.

"Justin, just let go of me." I said with a tone that clearly said I was going to have a mental breakdown.

"You were spying on me and.."

"And now you expect me to let go?" I finished his sentence for him mocking his voice. He shoved me and I fell to the floor as tears spilt out my eyes. He then stomped away.

"Alicia...are You okay?" Selena asked as she tried to help me up, by I aggressively pushed her away and stood up angrily with tears on my face and I stormed out the room to my car.

I went home and then locked myself in my room. I slid down with my back beside the door and I held my hands up to my head and decided it'd be a great time to scream.

I screamed and let it all out. I threw a vase nearby into the wall and it broke into a million pieces. I thought being Mrs Bieber wouldve been the best thing in the world.

**flahsback**

"So...Alicia. what do you want to be when you grow up bruh?" My homie said to me.

"I don't know. I don't care. Maybe a scientist. Maybe a teacher. Maybe an astronomer. Maybe the CEO of somming. I don't know." I replied with a bored expression.

I was stuck in math class so thinking about my life had been a great time in math class.

"Oh I know. I want to be Mrs Bieber." I replied. My crew burst into laughter.

"That'll never happen." One of them said still laughing.

"I never said it will I said that's what I want. If it came true it would be the best thing ever. We'd never get into fight and every night we'd watch movies and I'd play around with his hair and he'd buy me mountains of gifts and he would always smile at me." I said imagining.

"Um excuse me, Alicia. But daydreaming about your future husband will not help you pass my class. Now please answer the question." The teacher said.

**end of flashback**

As soon as my flashback ended I noticed someone banging on the door behind me. I stood up and opened it.

"What do you want?" I asked Justin.

"It's my house. I can come here whenever I want." He replied rudely as he went to fetch his wallet and started walking out. I followed him down the stairs.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

Silence.

"Justin." I called out.

Silence.

"JUSTIN!"

"JUST!!..." Justin replied in anger as he punched a mirror nearby as it broke into a million pieces. "Will you stop nagging for just one freakin second!?"

"I'm sorry but what if something happens to you and I don't know where you are?" I said in concern and I rushed out the get the first aid kit and rushed back to him. I gently took his hand to see the damage but he roughly yanked it away from me.

"I'm just trying to help." I said.

"I don't need your help." He angrily mumbled as he walked to the door.

"Where. Are. You. Go-"

"I'M GOING TO THE BAR!! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW!?" He yelled.

"You can't be doing this. You can't be going to bars because before you know it, it'll become a habit and then when we're parents you'll keep doing it and you'll be a bad example to my child and-"

"First of all. Shut up. Secondly, it's my child. Not yours. And lastly, we as parents, Is not going to happen because as soon I I get my child, I'm killing you." He said.

"You know what, I've had it. I'm out of here." I said as I went to the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked.

"To file divorce papers." I replied without looking back.

"I beg your pardon?"He asked.

"You heard me. I'm sick of all this nonsense." I said. I heard his footsteps come closer.

"What are you-"

He picked me up bridal style.

"Justin, put me down!" I yelled but of course he was going to ignore me. He went upstairs and into his room. He dropped me there and I had hurt my arm. Again.

"You're never leaving me. I'll never let you go." He said as he walked out the room and locked the door.

He has some serious issues.