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

Chapter 16 - I Just Don't Care Anymore

It has been one week of me being here in Canada. One week of not talking to Justin. He tried to text me and call me, but I couldn't get myself to answer because I know I'll go running right back to him.

I sat up from my bed as my phone started to ring. Scooter is calling me. That's weird.

"Hey Scooter. What's up?" I answered my phone.

"Hey Jamie, you coming back any time soon?" He asked. I sighed.

"I don't know" I answered. I heard him sigh too. "Why?" I asked him.

"I'm just really concerned for Justin-" I cut him off.

"Scooter-" then he cut me off.

"No please just listen Jamie. I'm sitting with Ryan and Alison right now and we all agreed we are terrified for Justin. He is not okay. He's a mess. I thought maybe you leaving would make him pull his shit together, but it pushed him further. I know you are sick of the way he's been acting, we all are. But he needs you. You are the one person who can push him to be good-"

"I tried, Scooter. So many times." I said back.

"I know" he said sighing. "Pattie is flying out here tomorrow. His dad also agreed to come with the kids in a few days. So I'm hoping this will help him" he told me.

"That's good" I said quietly unsure what to say.

"I think you should come back. Not even to get back with him, but to just be here. Just your presence makes him at peace" He said making me take a deep breath.

"I'll let him spend time with his family then I'll probably come home. He needs his family more than anything right now" I told him.

"And you're the love of his life"

"Yeah well it doesn't feel that way anymore. And I need a break. A real break. He is destroying me along with him. Everyone is so worried about him, which yes you should be because he's not in good shape, but it makes every one so blind to my pain too. Maybe I sound selfish saying that, but you guys don't know my pain. It broke me almost entirely to leave him. He is the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with. So you should understand how hard and heartbreaking it was for me to leave him. It was the hardest thing I had to do and I'm not okay either" I ranted and felt myself start to cry again. He sighed as I cried into the phone. "I need to get my shit together. You are a witness of how toxic Justin and I's relationship turned out to be-"

"Only because of the stuff he is going through, Jamie" he said quickly.

"And I sat there with him every day trying to help. It would work for a day before he would go back to constantly thinking I am doing him dirty behind his back, or that I don't love him anymore because I get mad when he's high off of whatever drug he has been using. I don't care about weed, but Scooter you know he is taking pills. I tried to help. I put my all into helping him and I feel like it has gotten nowhere and broke me in the process. My Justin- our Justin is still in there and I tried to pull him back, but he clearly didn't want my help" I ranted again.

**Justins P.O.V.**

"Are you even listening to me?" Scooter asked me and sighed loudly. I just kept staring at the floor ahead of me and nodded slowly. "I know everything is hard right now, but you could die. Do you know how scared everyone around you is knowing there could be a chance you could go to sleep and with all that shit you put in your system, you could not wake up." I heard him say.

He's right, but at this point, I don't even care.

Will it really matter if I'm not here? Is it crazy to say I don't care if I die?