Impossible

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Selena’s P.O.V

I had just moved into my new house yesterday. I gotta say that I really do like the new place. I have the room that’s above the garage and kind of secluded from the rest of the house. There’s one part of my room that I have for my bed, dresser and closet, and the other part of my room is aseating area with a desk and computer. In the hall there’s a bathroom attached and there are stairs going down, connecting to the rest of the house.

Being partly away from the rest of the house is kind of a relief since I won’t be able to hear my step dad and mom fighting as much. They are constantly arguing and with the help of the doors and walls, it will block out some of the noise.

I woke up early this morning because I planned on taking a jog around town to get to know the place. I quickly got up and threw on an outfit before heading downstairs and telling my mom I’d be back later.

I opened the side door and began jogging down my driveway, onto the sidewalk, and soon into town.

After a few minutes I remembered that I had my iPod with me and pulled it out while still running.

I love listening to music. It’s when I do a lot of my thinking. I think mostly about my life so far. I know it’s odd, but I usually think of all the bad times. I go through every detail of the moment in my head until it is completely dissected. Like the time my mom told me she was having an affair. The times my step dad abuses my mom. The times he abuses me. The time I was raped.

I remember that when my mom told me about her affair, I was numb inside for the rest of the weekend. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I never felt like that before. But as the days passed, I felt like I was becoming myself again.

My step dad is abusive- to both my mom and I. It started when they were just dating, but I was too young to really know what was going on. They never really do it in front of me or my brother. I always just hear the stories from my mom the next day. And yes I said “they” because my mom isn’t one to stand there and take it. She will fight him back. And I take after her with that. Kurt, my step dad, started abusing me probably around my freshman year of high school. I never told a soul about it. I mean it’s not usually that bad. Maybe just a couple bruises. To this day I am the only one, besides Kurt, who knows about it. He threatened me that if I told someone, it wouldn’t only be me who would be punished, but my mom. And if anyone knew me, they would know how protective of my mom I am.

Lastly, is me getting raped. It was in my sophomore year. My first date. But we never made it to the date, because Jake, my crush, had raped me. I remember how excited I was to have my crush ask me out. Then when he came to pick me up, he drove us to a place where we were surrounded by woods. He left me there bleeding and drove off. What he didn’t know is that I had my cell phone hidden in my bra that he never bothered to remove. I called the police and the next thing I knew, he was behind bars. He was sentenced to two years in jail. The only people who know are my mom, dad, and step dad…basically the only two people who have to be informed, and then my step dad.

It may seem like I should be depressed, but I’m honestly not. I can find something positive in anything. I’m always one to look on the bright side. It’s just my personality, I guess. I always say that everything happens for a reason. I think that going through everything in my head helps me come to terms with it. The more I think about it, the less it hurts.

But the problem is that I hold a lot of my stronger emotions in. I let them allbuild up over months and months until I finally have a break down and start crying out of nowhere.

Before I knew it, I was back home. I slowly came to a stop in front of my new house and walked inside. I didn’t need to explore the entire town because, first, my mom actually has kept her horses at a barn across town for the past few years. I’m not really a ‘barn’ kind of girl, but I would go with my mom just to get away once in a while. And second, my cousin, Emily, also lives in this town. Emily and I are best friends and always have been. Technically, she’s my first cousin once removed, meaning she’s my mom’s cousin. Only, Emily is my age. I know…it can get confusing. That’s why I always just say she’s my cousin. So, anyways, I’m somewhat familiar with the town.

I opened the door to reveal the stairs leading up to the hallway next to my bed room. I quickly climbed the stairs and entered my room before going straight for my dresser. I pulled out a new outfit and set it on my bed. I was in the middle of stripping my shirt off when I noticed my blinds open. And directly across my window was a window to the neighbor’s house. A guy’s room.

With a teenage boy inside.

Along with a teenage girl.

Getting it on.

Well, they were only making out but you could tell by the intensity of it that it would definitely turn into more.

Who has sex this early in the day, anyways?

I stopped midway, my stomach exposed, before I quickly pulled it down. I shook my head as I walked over to the window and pulled the blinds closed before it could turn into my own personal porn movie twenty feet away.

Justin’s P.O.V

I walked downstairs with Aubrey trailing me. I ran my hand threw my hair, trying to tame my sex hair.

“Bieber. It’s about time. We really need to get working on this plan,” Jared said.

Shit! I forgot.

“Oh yeah!” I said. Then I turned quickly to Aubrey. “Later,” I told her.

I made my way over to the couch with the guys. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to take two steps without her nasally voice hurting my ears.

“But Justyybear! Why? I don’t want to leave.” she whined.

I stopped, closed my eyes and took a deep breath before turning around to her.

“This isn’t your house, Aubrey. Just get out.”

“But what could be more important than spending time with me?”

“We’re not even fucking dating anymore. I thought it was clear that what happened upstairs was, like always, just a hook-up.”

"But if it’s just a hook up then why do we do it all the time?"

"It’s sex, Aubrey. Not like it’s anything special." I said simply. "Can you leave now? I have stuff I really need to do." I was getting impatient.

She tried to give me this puppy look which, honestly, was the ugliest facial expression I’ve ever seen. “Justyybear, I thought you loved me?”

“Oh my God, Aubrey! You’re such a bitch! I never even told you that. You really need to stop doing this every time you’re with me. I can go find someone else. Just leave." I told her.

“Fine then! Go ahead! And I’ll find someone else, too! You’ll regret it Bieber, I swear,” she said before storming out the door.

I sighed of relief. “Finally!”

I heard the guys chuckle.

“She always has to make it seem like we’re in some kind of fuckingrelationship again! And that I’m ‘required’ to spend time with her. She’s so fucking annoying!” I exclaimed while taking my seat on the couch.

"Well, just do what you said, find someone else. You’re Justin fucking Bieber. You don’t need that bitch," Mike said.

"I know. I’m not fucking hooking up with her again. It’s like fucking hell with her around," I said.

"Well senior year starts tomorrow. There are plenty of sluts at your school that want your dick. Pick and choose, Justin. Pick and choose." Ryan chuckled at the end.

"Fuck no. I don’t hang with the whores at school. God knows what disease I’ll catch." I said. "Let’s just get working."

“Good,” Alex said. “I don’t wanna hear anymore about how Baby Bieber is getting more action than the rest of us put together.”

“Well the girls don’t exactly call me Baby Bieber,” I said while quietly laughing to myself.

“I did not need to know that!” Alex yelled. He rubbed his face with his hands. “Just do notget anyone pregnant or you’ll be a fucking dead little shit.”

“Well, Alex that’s not gonna happen because, you see, there are these things called condoms that you wrap your-“

“SHUT UP! Moving on!” Alex said