Sweet Nothing • (book one) jb

eight

"Go be a good daddy's little girl and pop some pills like he did."

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I looked out at the stars in the sky as I stood outside on the balcony, letting the cool night breeze hit my face. The stars shined extra bright tonight and it was such a beautiful sight to see. It's been an awful long time since I've actually taken the time to gaze at them.

I realized I had this balcony outside of my room when the night sky fell, so I came out here. Ever since then I've just been standing here staring at the beautiful stars.

I couldn't help but to wonder what this trip, or rather living arrangement, would bring me. Would it make all my addictions mellow down, or would it make me crave them even more? Would it make me the girl I use to be or make me even worse than I already am? Thoughts swarmed through my mind as I wondered what life would be like in the near future.

When I overdosed however, I was scared for my life. It was then that I realized I really did need something done to make me better. Make me healthy again. I needed to change. A new perspective. I not only needed a change to better myself, but to make my mom proud of me like she use to be. So that I'm not a disappointment to her any longer.

I wasn't like this before. I was a cheery, happy girl. The girl that many people thought would achieve great things in life. The girl who also had a slight evil side, the funny one, the prankster of the small town of Stratford.
I wasn't the only prankster though. I did have a partner in crime, but sadly we fell in love at one point and he ended up breaking my heart, making me how I am today.

The stupid, cold hearted bitch who takes everything serious. The drug addict and the slut who sleeps around with everyone. The girl who parties endlessly, trying her best to drink the pain away. Believe me, I never thought in a million years I would end up this way. But getting my heart broken triggered my bad side.

I was with those other people, thinking I was going to become something great in life, but things happen causing a great change. I fell in love with someone who I thought was amazing. Who was my best friend, my world. But he broke my heart, shattered it to pieces. Which led to other changes.

*flashback*

I looked in the mirror one last time making sure everything on me was looked perfect. My knee length red dress looked just right with my tan skin complextion and brown hair that had the perfect curls cascading down my back. My natural looking makeup looked perfect for the event.

Tonight was my one year anniversary with my boyfriend, also bestfriend, Justin Bieber. We planned to go out for dinner and celebrate and I coudn't be more excited. Justin and I were in love and I know we both are only 15 now, but we do love each other.

We've known each other since the first grade and became best friends in the second grade. We were inseperable, and along the way we ended up catching feelings for each other. It started out as a puppy love when we were about 12 and 13, but when I turned 14 and he was fifteen things just happened and it turned serious.

Yes we were young, but with knowing each other this long, it was okay. Everyone was always saying we were in love and we were going to end up together and a year ago it happened.

I decided that I looked decent enough for the night and walked down the wooden staircase, all you heard was the tapping of my black heels as I made my way down. My mother was out of town for three days, so she wasn't here right now, which was okay.

I walked out of the door and locked it behind me before making my way down the pebbled path. Justin told me to meet him outside at seven-thirty. I stood at the curb and waited for his familiar car to pull up.