Do You Really? (Justin Bieber fanfic)

Chapter 35

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Ashley's P.O.V

"Back away, slowly, they won't notice." Sandy whispers to me and I nod. Liv notices our situation and gets up from her seat.

"I will distract them, but hurry." She says and we nod. She walks behind us and I take a deep breath.

I can't let anyone see me here. Not because I'm ashamed or anything like that, I just don't want them to see me here. I don't want them to see me in this place, in this position. I can't let them see me. I can't let anyone see me. If someone that I know sees me here then it will make it real. I don't want this to be real. I just want this to be a nightmare that I will soon wake up from.

"Come out from this door!" Dan says as he points to the door next to the library. We silently but quickly walk to the door.

Sandy speeds up and bumps with my shoulder, making me stumble and hit myself with the table next to me. I groan in pain and Dan helps me get up as I see Sandy leave. "Selfish, I told you." He says.

I don't think she is selfish. I actually understand her. She doesn't want to be seen so if that means screwing a person who you don't know then she will do it. We are not friends or anything so I can't complain, neither can she. I don't really know how to explain it but I do get her. She just doesn't want to be seen in any cost.

"Are you okay?" He asks and I nod, lying. I hit my ribs, I'm not okay.

"Ashley?" My eyes widen and I let go of Dan. I quit on walking silently and I run to the door. I hear the footsteps behind me and wince.

I look around the hall and groan, as I don't know this place. I try to open a couple of doors but they are locked. "Ashley, please don't run away from me!" I suck on my lower lip and try my luck with another door.

It opens and I quickly get inside. I lock the door and sigh. That was really close. I sit next to the door as the pain seems to affect me now and rub my side. Loud knocks come from the door and I jump.

"Ashley, open the door, please!" I wince at the sound of the voice and shake my head.

"No, go away!" I say and raise my legs up. I hug my legs and place my chin on top my knees, biting my lips as I feel the lump in my throat.

"Why don't you want to see me?"

"Because it will make this real and I don't want this to be real." I say and hear a sigh.

"Ashley," another sigh, "one of your ways on recovering is by accepting this. I know is-"

"No! You don't know. You have never been in my place. You don't know how it is to be hated by everyone. You don't know what it is to be alone. I'm pretty sure you don't know what depression means. Don't say that you know how it is because you don't. You have never been in this place." I cry.

"True, I have never been depressed. It's not like my parents split up when I was a kid. I have never been alone too, it's not like when I was a kid I used to get bullied because my clothes were bigger than me so I had no friends. I might not know how exactly you feel but believe it or not, I have been alone too." I bite my lip to stop myself from letting another sob.

He got bullied? He had no friends? I guess I still don't know him enough.

"Listen, even if you don't want me here, I will be here. Everyday till you are released, your dad too. I'm never going to leave you, I already told you that, and I'm going to keep my promise." I sigh and wipe the tears away.