New Life: Justin Bieber: Sequel to In Love With My Best Friend

Chapter 13 - Roller Coaster

Since Ryan's birthday, Justin and I had a whole month of peace. A whole month of just us being so happy together. No fights at all. Then it all went back down this week. He's been so careless with everything.

He doesn't try to even hide the pills anymore. Well actually as hard as I look around the house, I can't find them. He physically does hide them still, but he doesn't hide the fact that he is taking them. Scooter has tried to talk to him about it and so have I, but he just doesn't care. It's getting so much worse.

It's literally a roller coaster, our life. It's always going so good then it goes so bad. It's a cycle. As I sit here and listen to Justin and Scooter fight, I want to hit my head against the wall.

"You need to stop acting like a spoiled brat" Scooter snapped at Justin as he stood up.

"A spoiled brat?" Justin asked back and laughed. "What the fuck are you talking about? Man I'm sick of everyone's shit" He snapped back and threw his hand in the air in frustration. I sighed and crossed my arms.

Scooter and Justin are fighting because Justin had an attitude when Scooter was just trying to give him advice. This is Justin's fault though, Scooter was trying to be nice to him. Justin's temper is getting worse.

"You're sick of everyone's shit?!" Scooter questioned him as he raised his voice at Justin.

"Yeah I am!" He yelled back at him. Scooter let out a fake frustrated laugh as he shook his head.

"Everyone is sick of your shit!" He yelled and pointed at him. This is getting bad. "You walk around thinking you can do and say whatever you want. No! You can't. You complain about the bad press then go pee in a fucking mop bucket at a restaurant? Your friends get in trouble by the cops for having weed in your house! Getting arrested while having alcohol, weed, and pills in your system! Also I will not forget to mention getting your plane searched by cops and them finding weed on it! Get your shit together. Don't yell at me and act like I'm the bad guy. All I try to do- all anyone tries to do is help you! You take it out on me and on your poor girlfriend. Do you realize what you even do to her? No of course not. Because again like I said, you act like you can get away with anything. I'm done with this conversation. When you want to talk like a man, we will talk" Scooter said then grabbed his jacket and stomped out of the house. Damn. I sighed and looked over at Justin who stood up from the couch.

"He doesn't know what he's talking about" he mumbled then looked over at me.

"Justin just hear him out" I quietly said hoping that won't piss him off. He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Of course you would choose his side" He snapped at me. I looked at him taken back.

"It's not about sides, babe. He just wants you to be happy and healthy" I tried to tell him.

"No he just doesn't want to look bad-" I cut him off.

"That's not true" I said shaking my head. "He cares about you. You know that" I told him. He just stared at me pissed off. Maybe I should have stayed out of it, but Scooter didn't deserve the attitude Justin was giving him. He just wants the best for Justin.

"I'm not doing this right now" he said back and started to walk out of the living room.

"Baby-" he cut me off.